Julianna’s povBalancing the weight of the tray on my shoulder, I make my way through the crowded Golden Bistro, a restaurant frequented by the city’s wealthiest, known for its infamous dishes. It's only my first week working here.’’ Tonight, the place is busier than usual. As I worked my way around a table, I bumped into a solid figure, causing the wine to spill on him and the floor, shattering glasses and dishes in the process.‘’Oh my God. I’m so sorry’’. I stammer, biting my lips in nervousness while avoiding eye contact with the man I believe is glaring at me.The man barely moves but glances down at his now-stained suit with a look of pure disgust. ‘’Do you have any idea what you’ve just done?’’ He asks coldly, glancing at the stain on his suit once again. He shakes his head slightly, his eyes narrowing as they sweep over me. ‘’How do you even expect to keep a job here when you can’t manage something as simple as carrying a tray? Pathetic’’.My chest tightens with a mix of ange
Ethan's POV “Yes, arrange the meeting Tomorrow. Goodnight“I glance at the pills, sigh, and swallow them with a sip of water–not because I want to, but because I need to close my eyes for a few minutes.Turning off the light, I let the darkness envelope me without me realizing it.*****I'm back in my childhood home. Smoke fills my lungs, my legs getting weak as I gasp for air, the flames spread fast with an immense energy, the heat unbearable, making my vision blur.“Williams, please! save me!Someone, please help!” I cry, biting my nails nervously. Tears stream down my face as I tremble in fear.“Ethan, calm down, I'm coming!”Williams yells back, his voice strained but filled with obvious determination. I see him dodging the burning debris as the fire grows wilder around him. He's coughing, the smoke getting to him, but he doesn’t stop.Finally, he reaches me, pulling me close. His strong arms guide me through the blazing fire. The door is visible to us, fire consuming everything
Julianna's pov"I hold my phone tightly, calling Liam as I try to keep my excitement in check. Today is his birthday, and I've planned to surprise him with a cake.After two rings, he picks up. Hi babe. Happy birthday. I say with a smile, hoping he will be as excited as I am.Yeah, thanks, he replies, his voice flat, lacking the warmth I expected.I pause, frowning slightly. His response is colder than usual, but I put the thought aside. Maybe he's just busy. I wanted to wish you well and let you know that I won't be able to make it to your birthday celebration tonight. I have a lot to do. I'm sorry, but I will make it up to you.Oh? There's a strange pause. That's fine, kind of disappointing, but alright.Something about the way he says it doesn't sit right with me. There's no sadness, just a cold tone and…relief. I'm probably overthinking it. Yeah, I'm sorry, I add quickly.Sure. Bye, he says, hanging up before I can respond.I pull the phone away from my ear, staring at it in disbe
Julianna's povI take a slow, shaky breath. Without looking back at the mess, I walk to the backdoor and lock up the bar. My body feels heavy, weighed down by everything that happened tonight. The rush of adrenaline from earlier is gone, I stand at the entrance for a moment, staring into the dark. With a deep sigh, I turn on the light, filling the room with a soft white glow. The light feels too bright, too normal for what just happened.I kick off my shoes, but I don't bother with anything else. Not yet. My feet take me to the bathroom.The cold floor tiles help me focus as I reach for the shower knob. The sound of water running fills the quiet room, echoing around me.I step under the water, fully clothed, letting the water drench me. My hair clings to my face, and my clothes stick to my skin, but I don't care. My fingers move mechanically, unbuttoning my dress, peeling it away until I'm bare, exposed.The warmth of the water feels nice against my skin, but inside, I still feel cold