FINN'S POVThe longer I thought about everything, the less sense any of it made. I really needed to find out the truth. I couldn’t let these suspicions eat away at me any longer.Without fully thinking it through, I decided to push a little further. "Doesn't it bother you that we're going to catch the driver?" I asked, keeping my voice casual but watching her reaction carefully.Linda paused, her hand still resting gently on Dante’s arm. She looked up at me, confusion flickering across her face. "What do you mean by that?"For a second, my heart raced in panic. Why did I say that?The question had slipped out, betraying the doubt that had been gnawing at me. I quickly backpedaled, trying to smooth over the tension."I'm sorry, that didn’t come out right," I said, offering an apologetic smile. "My head is a bit all over the place right now. Forgive me if that sounded… strange."She nodded slowly, though her eyes never left mine. There was a hint of suspicion behind her gaze now, and I
ADAM'S POVI had just picked up the call from Finn. I wasn’t expecting anything too serious; maybe a quick update on Dante or something about the text I had sent him.But as soon as I answered, I was met with silence. “Finn, any updates? Hello?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. Still, no one spoke.I was about to hang up when I heard a woman's voice on the other end. My body immediately tensed up because the voice sounded like Linda's. I leaned in closer, straining to listen.What was going on?I couldn’t make out everything at first, but the next words hit me loud and clear."Can you uhmm… can you take me with you?" Linda's voice was soft but insistent. “I want to see what he looks like too.”The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and I knew I had to keep quiet, no matter how much I wanted to jump in and demand answers. I had to listen. I had to understand.I got lost in my thoughts for a moment, but then I heard Linda eagerly say, "Of course. I just want to help.”There
FINN'S POVI arrived at the warehouse, feeling the eerie silence settling over me like a cold blanket.It was completely still, almost too still. The kind of quiet that makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.I looked around, turning slowly in a circle, trying to spot any sign of Adam or anyone else for that matter. But there was nothing—no sound, no movement.I was getting pissed. Why would Adam ask me to meet him here, only to be late or worse, not show up at all?I shifted on my feet, ready to storm out when my phone suddenly buzzed in my pocket.It was Adam.I swiped the screen, irritation bubbling up. "Where are you, Adam Griffith?""Relax, Finn." Adam's voice was calm, almost too calm. "I had to make sure you came alone.""Alone? Of course, I came alone!" I snapped, glancing around again. "You think I brought someone to a deserted warehouse for a cozy group chat?"Adam chuckled softly on the other end. “Come upstairs.”I frowned, but before I could respond, the line w
FINN'S POV“Yes, Finn. There's more,” Adam replied, calm and composed, as if what he had just revealed wasn’t tearing my world apart piece by piece. His nonchalance only made my anger bubble closer to the surface, but I held it back, barely.“Where did you get these pictures?” I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady, though it shook with the emotions I was trying to suppress. “And what exactly is your relationship with Linda?”Adam smirked, shaking the glass of whiskey in his hand as if he was savouring the moment. It infuriated me.“I told you earlier,” he said slowly, as though I hadn’t heard him the first time. “I started investigating Linda when Aria was first attacked. That was when I realized things weren’t adding up. Linda was always bullying Aria, pushing her buttons. So, I dug a little deeper and stumbled upon this... interesting situation.”I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. The thought of Linda bullying Aria wasn’t exactly news to me, but it didn’t expl
FINN'S POVI don’t remember how I made it back to the hospital from the warehouse. It was all a blur—the anger, the shock.My mind kept circling around the pictures Adam had shown me, the words he had said, and the revelations that left me feeling betrayed.The moment I walked through the entrance, Linda spotted me and hurried over. She grabbed my arm tightly, her eyes filled with concern. Her tone was almost pleading, almost desperate."Finn, where on earth have you been? You’ve been gone for so long. Mother was worried… I was worried," she said, her voice soft and anxious.Seeing Linda there, looking at me with that same troubled expression, brought everything back. It was almost surreal, watching her try to act like she was genuinely concerned for me after what I had just found out. I felt a pang of disgust, but I held it in.I moved her hands off my arm, letting her fingers slip away. I looked her squarely in the eye, searching her face, waiting for something… anything that would
ADAM'S POV“Adam!” Aria’s raspy voice cut through the room, surprising me so much that I nearly jumped out of my skin. I looked over at her, seeing her eyes wide with an intensity I hadn’t seen since before her accident.“Yes?” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, though my heart pounded in my chest. Something about her look told me she wasn’t asking just any casual question.“You’re not answering my question,” she said softly, her gaze steady and her head tilted in that usual way when she was trying to figure something out. “I asked if there’s something you're keeping from me. I feel like something is going with you, so please, tell me. What’s wrong?”I hesitated, not sure of what to say. Seeing her lying in that hospital bed, so fragile yet so determined, made me want to protect her all the more. She had endured so much already; I didn’t want to add to her pain–that was the last thing I wanted.I forced a smile, but it felt wrong even as I did it. “Aria, I don’t know what you’re
ADAM'S POVThe voice behind me made my blood run cold. I turned slowly, already knowing what I would find but praying I was wrong.There stood Aria, gripping her IV stand for support, her face as white as her hospital gown. Her lips had lost all colour, and her eyes… her eyes were red and fixed on my phone with an intensity that scared me.I quickly looked away not knowing what to say or do."Adam..."Slowly, I looked up, still startled, and saw her swaying, looking like she could collapse at any second.Without hesitation, I rushed forward, reaching out just in time to catch her before she fell. She leaned into me, her weight heavy, fragile, like she had been barely holding on.Her voice was rough, raw, like she had swallowed sand. She struggled to get the words out, each one strained and painful. "Adam...was it Dante who saved me that night?"My heart dropped. There it was. The question I had hoped she would never ask, the one that had haunted me ever since the night Dante threw him
ARIA'S POVAdam’s words kept on echoing in my mind, ripping open memories I had buried. Suddenly, it was as if I were back in that car, overwhelmed by the smell of smoke and burnt metal.The day of the accident... I remembered the rogue slamming into my car. Then, in bits and pieces, like flashes from a bad dream, I felt the fire, the intense heat. I was trapped, tangled in the wreckage, feeling my skin burn as everything faded to a blur.I placed a hand on my head, trying to sort it out, to push the pieces into place. "I… I remember being pulled out. Someone was there," I whispered, almost to myself, but Adam was watching, his eyes guarded.In the confusion, I remembered a voice, calling my name. "I heard… I think I heard his voice. He was calling out to me, wasn’t he?" I looked at Adam, hoping he would deny it, hoping he would tell me it was just my mind playing tricks.But Adam’s face was serious, his silence speaking louder than any words."Oh my goodness! I thought it was just a