ROBERT'S POV The living room felt too small, closing in on me with every anxious step I took. My thoughts raced faster than my pacing feet. I knew I should be calling my law firm, getting them to assign me a lawyer to fight this custody issue with Margaret, but the very idea of a custody battle felt like plunging into a sordid nightmare.Margaret. Just thinking about her name made my stomach churn. A custody battle would be dirty, and I didn’t want to drag Nate through that mess. I stopped by the window, staring out at the garden Ariana loved so much. The roses were in full bloom, vibrant and alive—I thought amusingly that her devotion to this garden used to irritate me in our first year of marriage. Everything about Ariana irritated me then. But here was I. In love. Hopelessly. More pressing than the legal fight was Ariana. I had to talk to her first, and had to make her understand everything. And Josh—I owed him an apology too. Despite our differences, he’d been there when Ariana
ARIANA'S POV The words from the letter echoed in my mind like a relentless drumbeat. As long as you stay married to her, your case is lost. I felt dizzy, the world tilting on its axis. I needed air. I stumbled to the kitchen, pulling a bottle of water from the refrigerator. The cold liquid slid down my throat, but it did nothing to quench the panic rising inside me. My hands were shaking. I gripped the edge of the counter, trying to steady myself. The room seemed to blur and shift, the walls closing in on me. I took a deep breath, then another, but it felt like I couldn't get enough oxygen. I turned on the faucet and splashed cold
ROBERT'S POV I watched in helpless rage as Josh's hands clamped down on Ariana's arms. My muscles tensed, ready to spring, but I held back, my breath catching in my throat. Josh's eyes were wild, his grip too tight. I wanted to rip him away from her, but something stopped me—an awful, gnawing curiosity about what he would do next.Ariana's face was a mix of fear and shock. The room seemed to shrink, the air thickening with unspoken tension. Josh's gaze shifted, confusion flickering across his face. Then, abruptly, he shoved her away. She staggered, catching herself against the wall. The sight was like a knife to my chest. I clenched my fists, swallowing a lump in my throat as Ariana slowly lifted her eyes to meet mine.
ARIANA'S POV I held onto Rob's hand, squeezing it tightly as the lawyer's words reverberated in my ears. Rob asked Jason to clarify what he meant, his voice betraying the tension he was trying to mask. The lawyer leaned back in his chair, taking a deep breath before speaking.“Mr. Stone, I'm going to be frank with you,” Jason said, his gaze piercing. “Ariana is your wife, right?”My heart sank to the pit of my stomach, and I felt a nauseating wave of dread wash over me. Rob's grip tightened around my hand. “Yes,” he answered.
ROBERT'S POV I swallowed hard as Alan confirmed the name. The bitter taste in my mouth lingered as I repeated it, “Margaret.” I wasn’t surprised, but the confirmation was a gut punch all the same.“Why are you telling me this, Alan?” I asked, my voice harsher than I intended.Alan shifted uncomfortably, wiping the sweat from his brow. “Mr. Vanderbilt always spoke highly of you. He trusted you. Margaret's actions are destabilizing the company, and I thought you should know.”I took a deep breath, trying to process this new layer of betrayal. “Thank you, Alan. Here&
ARIANA'S POV A sickening feeling gnawed at my stomach. I didn’t know why, but the sense of dread was overwhelming. The memory of Josh grabbing hold of me and then letting go as he drunkenly declared he didn’t love me flashed through my mind. He had been drunk and unstable. Where could he have gone? Sylvia's round eyes looked up at me, filled with anticipation, as if she believed I had the solution. She seemed to think I knew Josh better than anyone else. I didn’t want to disappoint her. Desperately, I glanced at Rob for help, but his expression was unreadable.“Everyone, calm down,” Rob said firmly. “Josh is probably not in any danger. All our known enemies are behind bars. Reginald and Detective James are serving time, and Odette i
ROBERT'S POV As Ariana's words sank in, a wave of relief washed over me. She might know where Josh was. But another emotion tugged at my gut, something more unsettling. Ariana had been sitting beside me, her mind clearly elsewhere—thinking about Josh. That was the only explanation.For a heartbeat, I thought back to the time when Ariana had no memories. When I had made her fall in love with me all over again. Things had been better between us then, without the shadows of Flora and Josh hanging over us. It was like starting on a clean slate. But as soon as the thought crossed my mind, I shook it off. Ariana loved me. That was all that mattered.“Ari,” I said, keeping my vo
ARIANA'S POV Seeing everyone smiling again, my heart swelled with happiness. A year ago, I never would have believed that life could turn out this way. I never would have imagined myself as friends with someone like Sylvia. I sighed contentedly, not at all unhappy about the change. I was happy.Rob filled Sylvia in on the custody case, explaining the complexities of the situation. Sylvia, her fierce determination back in full force, insisted she needed to meet Rob’s lawyer, Jason. She scoffed, “He sounds like a sorry excuse for a lawyer. We need someone who can actually fight for you.”As the night wore on, fatigue eventually took over. I woke up the next morning to find myself lying on Rob's chest. His steady breathing was soothing, and I could hear the soft snores of Sylvia and Josh nearby. Sitting up carefully, I looked around and smiled. Despite everything, we were together.The next two days passed in a blur of preparation and anxiety. Sylvia grilled Jason over the phone, deman