After I left the cemetery, I drove back to the dingy motel I'd been staying at, the sadness of the day clinging to me like a second layer of skin.
The unexpected meeting with Brandon and Bella still burned holes in my heart and mind. I needed to check on the company though.
I forced myself to head into town the next morning. Walking through the office doors, I was met with a disheartening sight.
The once-thriving company now seemed like a shell of its former self. Brandon had already started implementing his changes, marking everywhere with his disgusting self, dismantling everything my family and I had worked for.
I felt a bit relieved when my secretary handed me a memo about the new marketing strategy that Alexander Croft had just launched.
On a normal day this would be disastrous for my company but what Brandon was going to do would have left me with no choice but to sell my shares, and Croft knew that and stopped it. He was already stepping in where I least expected.
Feeling slightly relieved I texted Alexander, asking for a meeting, his reply came faster than I expected and I read it with a mix of slight annoyance as he called me his wife.
Alexander: "I was just about to text you. The ring selection will happen early. Come to my family home. I'll have a driver pick you
See you soon, wife"
Rings... I was still wearing mine from my previous marriage.
Despite everything, I couldn't help but feel funny at his words, he was confusing, we had met a couple of times in the past, but he had never paid much attention to me until now. I needed to understand his intentions and figure out my next steps.
When I arrived at Alexander Croft's family estate, I couldn't help but be taken aback by its magnificence.
The sprawling estate was nothing short of lavish. It had a grand entrance with massive iron gates, long cobblestone driveways lined with plush hedges, and towering stone columns framing the majestic manor.
The house itself was a masterpiece of classic vintage architecture, its white and dusty rose exterior adorned with elaborate carvings. Large arched windows, with a sweeping low staircase leading up to the front door.
I stepped out of the door, and the driver gave me a polite nod before driving off, leaving me standing alone in front of pure opulence. Despite its beauty, it felt a bit cold and neutral compared to the warmth of the Asplundh estate though it had been eighteen months since I'd been there.
I made my way to the front door where a staff member led me inside.
The interior was just as grand as the outside high ceilings with embellished chandeliers, the welcoming rooms filled with fine art and antique furniture.
I was guided to an open space with large windows that let in the early afternoon light. The room had an open view of the richly maintained gardens that stretched out beyond the manor.
Alexander was already waiting for me, casually leaning against a grand piano and playing with his fidget spinner before he quickly pocketed it. His presence was commanding as always yet this time I felt relaxed in it.
He flashed a charming smile as soon as he saw me "Thalia, you made it. I was beginning to think you'd change your mind"
I forced a smile, trying to ignore the nervous glances from the staff and the three people who were there sitting in front of his rings
"I'm here. Let's get this over with, shall we?"
Alexander's eyes sparkled with glee
"Impatient, are we? I didn't know you were this eager to get engaged to me"
"Impatient, maybe but eager not so much, after all you are the one who made the first move"
His smile grew wider as he extended his hand, I took it allowing him to lead me down the hallway and the three people followed behind with rings, the walls draped with the most magnificent pieces of art I ever laid eyes on.
Alexander chuckled bringing me out of my thoughts
"It's alright to gape at them, it's not every day you get to see the Croft estate"
"Impressive as it is," I said coolly, as we entered a room "it's still not quite up to the level of the Asplundh estate"
Alexander chuckled again louder this time enjoying himself.
"Oh, so you're an expert judge of estates now? I'm extremely flattered"
"I'm just saying" I replied crossing my arms as I tried to maintain some composure "there's a certain warmth missing here. But I'm sure it's just a matter of personal taste".
He moved closer his gaze steady on mine. "Personal taste? Well then it's a good thing you'll soon become the daughter-in-law of this home, then you can improve it however you like"
"Where's everyone? The members of the family I mean" I couldn't help but ask, maybe that's the warmth missing.
"On a Vacation, they'll be back on my birthday in six weeks and they'll have a daughter-in-law to welcome"
"Do they know that?"
He only smirked at me, which meant they didn't know, and led me to take a seat beside him as the three-ring people sat in the chair across.
Alexander cleared his throat and spoke
"Show us the rings"
The three professionals, sitting with elegance immediately went to work. The one in the middle spoke first, laying out two velvet-lined ring boxes
"We have three sets for each of you, both bride and groom.
For the bride we've selected elegant rings with a modern twist: the first is a platinum ring with a teardrop-shaped diamond center, the second is a sleek band of sapphires and diamonds and the third is a vintage dusty rose with detailed lace-like wirework"
He gestured to the next tray "For the groom we have a classic brushed gold band, a platinum with an engraved design and a matte black band for the modern look"
Alexander's eyes sparkled as he leaned over the rings
"Teardrop shaped for the bride" he declared with a playful grin "because it reflects her elegance" His gaze flicked toward me, and I met his gaze as the sun hit his perfect face. His black hair looked darker and his hazel eyes glowed and I almost let out a whimper.
I didn't protest at his ring choice, instead, I cleared my throat and said
"My turn" Two rings from different pairs caught my eye
"How about this brushed gold band?" I asked holding it up and then pointing to the platinum with the engraved design
"And this one just for variety"
"Excellent Choice ma'am" the one beside them said then I returned the ring to them with a smile and they picked up the boxes and left the room. Alexander smirked, clearly pleased with my choice too, but before he could respond his eyes landed on my hand the one with a wedding ring still adorning it, the one from my ex-husband.His playful expression faded for a moment, his brow furrowing slightly "Planning on taking that off anytime soon?" Tension coiled inside me as I glanced at the ring on my hand, beautiful memories flooded my mind. Once upon a time, this ring meant everything to me."It's okay if you don't want to take it off, things like this take time" he said his voice soft noticing how I tensed but I knew there was no room for hesitation. With a deep breath, I slid the ring off my fingers trembling slightly, I placed it on the table "There'll be another one to replace it soon" I said softly forcing a small smile. "My hand won't feel naked for long"Hm" He mused, a knock
"This here is your room Thalia" Alexander said as we walked into a room with a luxurious white canopy bed with emerald green silk sheets, fresh white roses on the nightstands, and more basically everywhere in the room, giving it a— romantic atmosphere. "My room? We have separate rooms?" I ask turning to face him surprised. "Well, I didn't think you were looking forward to sharing a room with me" he replied with a smirk. I groaned, lightly smacking his chest "Get over yourself" I say tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear "I could get over you instead" He said his voice dipped low in a seductive tone that sent shivers down my spine I didn't reply to that, I don’t trust myself to say anything clever, instead, I reached over to the vanity and took a deep breath"Listen I know you want some answers about why I rushed the wedding but..." "Actually No I don't" Alexander interrupted and came to stand behind me, our eyes met in the mirror "It's been a long day Thalia, you need t
Thalia? What happened?” Alexander said as he entered Edith’s room with a confused expression on his face. Liam and Cassandra came in behind him, she went to get them after I stopped crying. I was sat in the armchair with a tissue box in one hand and the test stick in another, I might have stopped crying but the pounding in my chest remained the same. “Drink some water Thalia” Cassandra said offering me a half-filled glass of water, I took it and gulped it down in one go.“Give us a moment” Alexander said to Liam and Cassandra even though his eyes were still on me before they landed on the stick in my hand “Of course” Liam said taking Cassie’s arm and guiding her to the door they closed it behind them. “Is that?…” Alexander started but I cut him off.“It’s a test, yes and it’s positive” I said the last part slowly meeting his eyes to see his reaction, but his expression remained unreadable no shock, no anger, nothing.“I’m really sorry, I didn’t know” I began to ramble “I didn’t t
Alexander's POV Everything seemed to narrow to the sound of my fists connecting with Brandon’s face, I couldn't think, all I wanted was to kill this lowlife piece of shit for putting his hands on my wife in my house."Alex stop you'll kill him" Liam's voice came through the haze but I didn’t care, I felt his hands trying to pull me away but I didn’t budge."Stop him, he's gone mad!" Brandon wheezed his voice pathetic as I landed blow after blow, his face gradually forming into a clot of blood. "That's enough!" Liam’s voice became desperate and somehow he was able to drag me away from the asshole, leaving him, crumpled on the floor."Let go of me Liam, that bastard attacked my wife!" I yelled, my fists clenched so tightly I felt my knuckles turning white. "Yes but killing him won't solve anything” Liam snapped back, his outrage visible as he held me in place.“So calm the fuck down!" I shook him off, glaring at my brother-in-law, now a possible target for my rage, his eyes were blaz
Thalia's POV "Your eyes look like flying saucers in there," Dr. Sage Alastair said as she flashed a light into my pupils, the brightness stung making me wince. "I'm pregnant so..." I said my voice trailing off waiting for her reply "Well, that explains it" she said thoughtfully scribbling something onto her notepad "When was your last checkup?" I glanced at Alexander, who stood a few feet away, phone pressed to his ear but his eyes constantly flicking over to me."I just found out last night" I murmured wrapping my arms around myself. Dr. Alastair's pen hovered for a moment before she jotted something else down. "You should head to the hospital for a proper checkup soon"I hesitated, my throat tightening "I was... um I'm thinking of terminating it" She paused, her eyes narrowed slightly in surprise "Oh? Well, you are Mr. Croft's wife right?" I nodded "Well is he on board with your decision? It's something you two should discuss together" "it's not his" The words slipped out b
Alexander's POV I shifted the car into gear, the engine roaring as I sped down the highway toward HQ. A blast at our headquarters where most of our critical resources were stored—wasn't just an inconvenience, It was a disaster. One that could set us back by months, maybe more. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel. Next to me, Thalia was drumming her fingers on her lap, her gaze focused on her phone. She looked calm, but I could see the tension in the way her fingers moved faster with every passing second. We pulled up to the HQ grounds, and chaos greeted us. Employees were scattered everywhere, some in small groups frantically talking, others rushing toward their cars, the building itself looked okay. But the third floor was damaged. Smoke curled out from the shattered windows. "Stay here" I said to Thalia, unbuckling my seatbelt preparing to step out."What? No!" Thalia shot back her hand already reaching for the handle "I won't just sit here" I quickly hit the lock button,
I scrunched my nose at the bratty tone in her voice and turned to look at her. She had an upturned smirk on her face like she thought she owned the place."And you are?" I asked my voice blank and impassive. "Bella Evers, Brandon's girlfriend” she said her tone dripping with complacency. I blissfully ignored her and stood up, heading for the door to knock and give the papers back to the nurse. This conversation wasn't worth my time."Did you not hear me?" she snapped irritated that I wasn't giving her the attention she so desperately craved.The nurse opened the door and took the papers from me "Thank you sir” she said and closed the door again.I nodded before returning to my seat and pulling out my phone, I had nearly forgotten Bella was still there until she spoke again."You can ignore me all you want but just so you know we'll be suing you for assault” she huffed stomping her foot like a child.Oh god kill me now I sighed inwardly feeling a pang of secondhand embarrassment. B
Thalia’s POV I never expected to see Bella here, in the hospital of all places but considering how bruised Alexander’s fists were, she was likely here for Brandon, yet somehow she managed to track me down.She wanted to talk and normally, I wouldn’t have entertained her, but I wasn’t feeling normal anymore.So, here I was, sitting at the café in the hospital sipping on coffee with Bella."So it's true then” Bella began setting down her cup with a self-satisfied air "You're pregnant” Not anymore I thought but instead, I just nodded. She gave me a half-smile as if she dreaded this moment."Well, that’s a shocker” she added, dragging out the words. “So am I.” She paused watching me for a reaction but I just took another sip of my coffee. I couldn’t bring myself to care about her dramatics, but at least that explains why she was hanging around the OB/GYN section."I'm 14 weeks along" she said again clearly fishing for something, some sort of emotion from me.When I remained silent she
Alexander's POV Thalia would be back today. This time, I knew it. Not hope, nor a guess, I knew.The plan was simple, almost laughably so, but Eugene assured me that simplicity was Brandon's greatest weakness. He would never see it coming. Still, a plan like this required precision, which meant bringing Tobias on board to ensure he could involve Elijah. As Patrick had pointed out, Tobias had his uses, and I intended to take full advantage of them. Elijah’s role was critical. Brandon had been hiding in Putnam County, smug and secure, dragging Thalia along like some bargaining chip. Today, he planned to bring her to the city under the pretense of having her sign documents, papers Eugene had conveniently arranged through a man Brandon didn’t know but agreed because he trusted Eugene.What Brandon didn't know was that the man wasn't who he thought, that man would be Elijah, playing his role to perfection. Eugene's task was straightforward: convince Brandon that once the documents were
Alexander's POVThe moment I stepped into the office, the energy shifted, the space was mine, every corner, every detail, every ounce of power that coursed through these walls belonged to me. I strode through the halls, nodding at those who dared make eye contact, and brushing past the ones who didn't.The elevator doors opened to my floor, revealing Vivian seated at her desk. She stood immediately when she saw me. Of course, she did. I'd told her I was coming in and that my morning schedule needed to be filled. Efficiency was expected"Good morning, sir” she greeted, her tone sharp "Morning, Vivian" I replied with a curt nod. "What's on the calendar for this morning?" "Just Michael Gianopolous and Raphael Clifford" she said, holding her tablet in one hand while the other hovered over her keyboard. "Forward the emails to me” I instructed, already turning toward my office, but her throat-clearing made me pause "The thing is..." she started, her voice hesitant, "someone is waiting
Thalia's POV I sat in the backseat of the car, Bella beside me. She was particularly chatty, a stark contrast to my silence.I didn't know where we were heading, but I recognized the place we'd been earlier, a secluded Victorian-style house in Putnam County. Bella had mentioned it belonged to Justin, as I expected. The uncertainty gnawed at me, but I didn't ask where we were going, asking would betray fear, keeping quiet on the other hand, was armor, masking the herd of thoughts swirling in my head.Let them think I was docile. Let them believe I had surrendered. It would make planning their downfall all the easier. Up front, Brandon muttered something to the driver. “Eugene says there's been a hiccup" he said, his tone clipped."What kind of hiccup?" I asked before I could stop myself. Brandon turned, shooting me a glare that could've frozen fire. “Watch your mouth" I swallowed hard, biting back the retort. Bella, however, leaned forward, her voice syrupy."Brandon, what kind of
Alexander's POVI scoffed, my voice laced with venom “Oh, is he now? I didn't notice” Patrick glanced at me, his tone calm but firm"What Tobias did was wrong, but he still reached out to you, he admitted the lie the moment you asked, and he came to you the second something went wrong. That's a sign of respect—whether you like it or not” "Patrick, just drive” I said, closing my eyes. He sighed but complied, the engine humming as we pulled onto the road. After a long stretch of silence, he spoke again."Are you done moping yet?" I opened my eyes, glaring at him “What about this looks like moping to you?" He smirked, glancing at my clenched hand."You've got the ring caged in your fist like it's the last piece of her you'll ever hold, that seems like heartbreak to me.” I scoffed, the sound bitter to my ears."She took off her ring, he lied to her so thoroughly that she took off her ring, and you want me to think about helping him?" "You're right" Patrick said, his tone shifting,"Don'
Alexander's POV We arrived at Elijah's office earlier than expected, and yet, Tobias was already there, seated in the conference room as if he'd been expecting us. The secretary led us inside, and I immediately spotted Elijah leaning back in his chair, arms crossed, looking entirely too amused for my liking. Tobias sat two seats away from him, his sharp gaze shifting toward us, and Andrei was positioned near the end of the table, his stoic expression giving nothing away. Elijah was the first to speak, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “Alexander, it's always a pleasure to host meetings with you, especially when I have no idea they're happening.” I didn't dignify his comment with a response, but Patrick smirked. The kind of smirk that promised trouble. Elijah's eyes flicked to Patrick, his brow arching "And you brought... a friend." Patrick didn't miss a beat "Always a joy to see you, Elijah, especially since you've been making such an effort to avoid me." Elijah gave a casual shru
Alexander's POV I wandered through the house until I found Liam. He was with Cassie, Sierra, and, to my surprise, Patrick. They were in Edith and Silas's room, a space that still hadn't been fully cleared out since the day they left. Neither Mother nor Cassie had been able to touch the room until now. Cassie often came here when she felt upset, it seemed to calm her for some reason. Sierra, on the other hand, hated the room, she had moved her room upstairs just to avoid being near it, yet here she was, helping pack. When I stepped inside, I saw boxes scattered everywhere. Cassie carefully wrapped Edith's favorite drapes, Liam helped fold items, Sierra sealed the boxes, and Patrick stacked them in a neat row. "Alexander” Sierra said, noticing me enter. Her tone carried a hint of teasing as she crossed her arms."Here to give me my formal apology?" She wasn't wrong. Though she was teasing, I owed her one. I nodded, taking a step closer “Sierra, I sincerely apologize, for everything
Alexander's POV I stood motionless in the doorway, staring at the man in front of me. Tobias Asplundh. Alive. "And you are?" I finally said, feigning ignorance, my tone was casual, but I knew damn well who he was.He smiled, an amused, knowing smile that showed he wasn't fooled, clearing his throat, he spoke again."I'm Tobias Asplundh" he said evenly "Thalia's brother. Which makes me your brother-in-law, I suppose" His tone was light, but there was something behind it, something sharp. Ah, yes. The dead man comes back to life. "I see" I said, the words clipped and short."Yes, that's right" he continued, his smile fading slightly "I imagine this is a shock to you, but explanations can wait. Right now, I need to know where my sister is." That's when his words registered fully. He doesn't know where Thalia is, she was last seen at Brandon's house, according to the police, and if Tobias hadn't involved them himself, it was no doubt because of his inconvenient 'dead' status. "Thali
Thalia's POV The air was crisp as I opened the windows wide, letting in the soothing hum of birdsong and the soft caress of the wind. The room's height wasn't frightening, and escaping through the window was tempting, but I dismissed the thought almost instantly. I wouldn't leave, not yet. Not until I reduced Brandon to nothing but ash and regret.Looking out, I tried to discern where I might be. According to Bella, we had traveled by private jet. If that was true, I wasn't in New York anymore. I scanned the landscape, but the unfamiliar surroundings told me nothing concrete. The only certainty was that wherever we had flown to, I needed to know where. Turning to the small drawer in the corner, I rummaged through it with a faint sense of purpose. The first drawer was empty, only filled with some tissue papers and body balm but the second surprised me. A phone. What were the odds? It seemed almost too convenient. I switched it on, and it hummed to life The screen displayed the time
Thalia's POV The world blurred around me as Brandon's admission settled in my mind.Justin—Brandon's father—had killed my parents. I had never truly believed the Crofts were responsible for the crash. I convinced myself it was an accident, a cruel twist of fate. I didn't feel anger or thirst for vengeance after they died, even when I thought I had lost my parents and siblings (who, as it turns out, are alive) I wasn't consumed by fury. I was simply hollow. The grief had left me existing rather than living, I became numb and utterly alone.But now? Now that I know it wasn't an accident, now that the murderer himself had spat the truth in my face, sadness no longer consumed me. It was anger that burned in its place, and once the initial shock wore off. I made a silent vow to myself. I would end Justin Davis, the same way he ended my parents. I would reduce him to ashes, strip him of everything until nothing remained.My parents had been everything, they were brilliant, generous, and