LOGIN“Mimi, I have bad news,” David’s voice was grim. “James is out. Someone bailed him out. An unknown benefactor.”Mimi’s breath caught in her throat. “How? Who would do that?”David paused, his tone lowering, as if the very words could bring danger into the room. “I don’t know. But whoever it is, they’re powerful. And they’re using James to send a message. Something bigger than just revenge on you.”Mimi clenched her phone tighter. Her past with James was messy, painful. She had tried to leave it all behind, but it seemed the ghosts of her old life wouldn’t stay buried.“Are you sure this is the right move? What if this is just a trap?” she asked, her voice shaking slightly, betraying the fear she couldn’t hide.“I’ll look into it,” David replied quickly. “But be careful, Mimi. Whoever is behind this is watching you.”The line went dead, and Mimi stood in the middle of the room, the familiar weight of dread pressing into her chest. She knew James, knew how far he’d go when pushed, but t
A knock on the door interrupted his spiral. Jaxon stepped inside, his face lined with concern. “You okay, man?”Simeon turned sharply, his eyes wide, frantic. “No, Jaxon. Something’s wrong. I—” He stopped, shaking his head as if trying to clear the thoughts from his mind. “I keep seeing him, Jaxon. Damon’s face, his eyes. He’s still watching me. Watching us.”Jaxon frowned, crossing the room to sit beside him. “Simeon, we’ve been over this. The nightmares, they’re just that—nightmares. You’ve been through hell, but it’s time to move on. We all have to.”“No!” Simeon’s voice was sharp, panicked. “I’m telling you, it’s not just in my head. This—this isn’t just a nightmare. It’s real, Jaxon. He’s coming for us.”Jaxon put a hand on his friend’s shoulder, his voice steady, though laced with doubt. “Listen to me. You’ve been through so much. But you’re not alone in this. We’re here, and we’ll get through it together.”Simeon took a deep breath, trying to steady himself, but the unease woul
“You’re going to crush it out there,” Jaxon whispered, placing a hand on her shoulder. His voice was low, but it held the same warmth that had kept her grounded through all the chaos.Mimi nodded, forcing a smile. “I have to. For them. For us.”Her thoughts swirled with the weight of the task ahead. She glanced at Jaxon, her fingers brushing his hand. He was her anchor, the only thing keeping her steady. They had come this far, despite the shadows of their past.When her name was called, Mimi took a deep breath and stepped onto the stage. The crowd’s murmurs grew louder, and for a brief moment, her legs felt unsteady. But she squared her shoulders and walked toward the podium.“Mimi Rayne,” the announcer’s voice boomed, “Founder of Silent Horizons. A leader in accessibility technology.”The applause was warm but fleeting, the crowd’s attention shifting to her. She lifted the microphone, her hands trembling slightly.“Thank you,” she began, her voice clear and strong. “Silent Horizons
Mimi shifted slightly, her fingers gently tracing the rim of her coffee cup, the warmth of the porcelain a small comfort in her hands. "It’s beautiful," she whispered, the words barely escaping her lips.Jaxon’s gaze remained fixed on the horizon, his jaw tight. “Yeah. But something’s off. I can’t shake the feeling that we’re being watched.” His voice was low, almost a growl, as though he had been thinking the same thing for days.Mimi didn’t answer right away. Her mind wandered to Damon. Six months had passed since that night — the night the man who had once been her closest ally in the corporate world, and more, had been taken from her. She had buried him, but the shadow of his death loomed like a thick fog that wouldn’t lift. The grief still lingered, even now.“We’re fine,” she said, her voice steady but hollow. “We’ve built something. You and me. And we’ve made it work. It’s just...the past. It doesn’t let go.”Jaxon turned to her then, his eyes softening. He took her hand, his t
Jaxon knelt on one knee in front of him, his large figure filling the room and shadows hanging to his jaw's hard features. He whispered softly, "You don't have to be scared anymore." His voice had a steady, heavy weight. Simeon's lips shook. The room was quiet for a long time. Then, in a voice so faint it almost shattered, he said, "Dad." The air became cold. Mimi's palm rushed to her mouth, and tears fell before she could stop them. The word lingered in her mind: fragile, unproven, and heavier than any promise she had ever heard. Jaxon's chest went up quickly. For a moment, the tough man appeared like he was going to fall apart, as if the ground had moved beneath him. He stretched out, and his fingers shook as it touched the boy's shoulder. "You mean that?" His voice broke, without warning. Simeon nodded, and a small smile broke through. "Yeah... Dad." Mimi couldn't help but cry then, shielding her face as the sound of that word—so normal, so awful—washed over her. Jaxon's mo
He said, "Mimi," his voice rough. "We've made it through Damon. We have fought through every darkness he left behind. I can't— He stopped himself and moved closer. His hand stroked hers, shaking yet firm. "I can't go another day without making this clear." She turned, her eyes wide and her lips parted, but no sound came out. He knelt down, the city gleaming behind him. His dark suit was wrinkled, and his face was bare. He took a tiny package out of his pocket. The diamond inside sparkled like a piece of fire. "Get married to me." Not because it's safe or because the world demands it, but because I'll stand by you, fight with you, and love you until we've burned every ghost between us. Her throat got constricted. Tears filled her eyes, making it hard to see the guy who had helped her through storms. "Jaxon..." Her voice broke, and her body shook. "We've already lost so much." "What if it happens again?" He stood up and held her face in his rough hands. "Then we both lose. But I'll







