Third party Pov
Gabriella stands outside Adrian's door, her knuckles knocking against the door with increasing force. "Adrian!" she calls out, her voice a mixture of frustration and desperation. "Adrian, I know you're in there!"
Silence greets her, fueling her anger. She presses her ear against the door, straining to hear any sound from within. Nothing. The lack of response only confirms her suspicions - he must be in there with Stella.
Her perfectly manicured nails dig into her palms as she clenches her fists. How dare he ignore her? She, Gabriella, the mother of his unborn child, the woman who had stood by him through thick and thin. And for what? For some nobody like Stella?
The thought of Stella makes her blood boil. That little homewrecker, trying to steal away what rightfully belongs to Gabriella. She had worked too damn hard to let this happen.
Years of carefully orchestrating her relationship with Adrian, cultivating her image as the perfec
Stella PovI wake up, my hand instinctively reaching out to the other side of the bed. Empty. Again.Disappointment washes over me as I sit up. Does Adrian have some kind of aversion to waking up next to me? It's starting to feel that way.Annoyed, I drag myself out of bed and get ready for the day. I was feeling less stress than yesterday, but I was still depressed about my best friend still missing.I was about to go and see Adrian, when I open the door and made my way to Adrian's room seeing no one inside, confused I decided to head downstairs but was harshly pulled into a room.Not just any room.Gabriella's room."Good morning to you too," I say sarcastically, not bothering to hide my irritation.Gabriella's eyes narrow. "I will warn you for the last time, leave my man alone," she spits out, her voice dripping with venom.I feel my temper rising. After everything that's happened, now I have to deal with this? After
I'm standing in the foyer with my suitcase, ready to leave. I've been trying to call Adrian non-stop since Gabriella lied about me pushing her, but he hasn't answered.Adrian's parents and Gabriella are watching me. I can see the look of victory on Gabriella's face. It makes my stomach churn.As I start to walk out, the guards stop me. "You cannot leave here," one of them said.Mark, Adrian's father, steps forward, his face stern. "Under my orders, she needs to leave immediately."The security guard looks uncomfortable but stands his ground. "I'm sorry, sir, but we have strict orders from Mr. Lockwood himself. Miss Winslow is not to leave this house under any circumstances."
I'm pacing back and forth in my room, my mind racing over everything that just happened. I can't believe Adrian stood up for me like that.Suddenly, the wall opens up and Adrian wheels himself in. Without thinking, I run to him and throw my arms around him, hugging him tight. It feels like I'm holding onto a lifeline."Adrian, I-" I start to say, ready to explain everything.But Adrian interrupts me. "I believe you," he says softly. "I know you didn't push her."His words make me feel warm all over. He believes me! I pull back a little to look at his face, searching his gorgeous silver eyes."Really?" I ask, hardly daring to hope.Adrian nods. "Really. I know you wouldn't do something like that, Stella."I feel tears pricking at my eyes, but I blink them away. "Thank you," I whisper. "I was so scared you'd believe her over me."Adrian takes my hand in his. "I trust you."Hearing his words had my heart fluttering with joy a
Gabriella's povI storm into Sebastian's room, not bothering to knock. I'm so angry I can barely see straight."How dare you!" I yell at him. "How dare you side with that whore over me!"Sebastian just sits there, looking annoyingly calm. It makes me want to throw something at him."You know Stella never pushed you, Gabriella," he says, like he's talking to a child."You don't know anything!" I snap back. "You weren't even fucking there!"I can't believe this. Sebastian, of all people, should be on my side. After everything we've been through, after everything we've done...
I pace back and forth in my room, feeling trapped. I know I can't stay cooped up all day, but the thought of going downstairs makes my stomach churn. Adrian's busy down there, and while I long to see him, I dread running into his parents or Gabriella after how they behaved yesterday.But I need to know if there's any news about Lyra. My best friend is still missing, and I can't just sit here doing nothing. I take a deep breath, steeling myself. "I won't let them intimidate me," I mutter, squaring my shoulders.Mustering all my courage, I step out of the room and head downstairs. Each step feels like a small act of defiance against those who want me gone.As I reach the bottom of the stairs, my eyes widen in shock. The entire place is buzzing with activity, being transfor
I stand at the top of the staircase, my heart pounding. The ball has been in full swing for an hour, but I've been too nervous to make my entrance. Taking a deep breath, I smooth down my dress and step into view.The gown Adrian gave me is breathtaking - an off-the-shoulder shimmering red number that hugs my curves before flowing out gracefully. The fabric catches the light with every movement, creating a mesmerizing effect.My hair is swept up in an elegant updo, with a few loose tendrils framing my face. The stylist Adrian sent did an amazing job with my makeup - smoky eyes that make my gaze smolder, a hint of blush on my cheeks, and deep red lips that match my dress perfectly.I take my first step down the stairs; the room falls silent. I can feel every eye turn to st
When we finally part, both of us breathing heavily, I can see the mix of love and mischief in Adrian's eyes. "I've been wanting to do that all night," he murmurs, his forehead resting against mine.I can't help but laugh softly, a mix of exhilaration and nervousness. "Adrian, you're crazy. What if someone had seen?""Let them, the sight of how stunning you look could raise even the fucking dead," he says with a wicked grin.With this, Adrian lifts me, making my back hit a nearby tree as he hoists my dress up, peppering kisses on my neck that make me moan. His hands are firm and possessive, holding me close as he trails his lips down my throat, each kiss igniting a fire within me.My hands move quickly, unbuckling hi
I'm standing next to Adrian, who's sitting in his wheelchair. We're outside a hospital room. The doctor has just told us we can go in, and I'm nervous about what I'll see.I lift my dress a little so I don't trip and hurry into the room. What I see makes me stop in my tracks.There, lying in the hospital bed, is my best friend. She's so still, hooked up to all these machines. The doctor said she's in a coma, but seeing her like this makes it real.I feel tears start to run down my cheeks. I can't believe this is happening."Oh no," I whisper, moving closer to the bed. "What happened to you?"I reach out and take her hand. It's warm, but she doesn't squeeze back