I met my father’s usual disappointed gaze only for a few seconds, I couldn’t handle it. “How could you do that to Bertha!” Monica began in her shrill voice, walking up to me before I could even reach them. “Do you know what you put her through because of your attention-seeking stunts?” she sne
AMELIAOur walk back to the car was rather awkward for me. After signing my discharge papers and footing the necessary bills, Roman never let go of my hand, despite the shocked looks on everyone’s faces. We bade them goodbye and then he let go once we were in at the parking lot and out of sigh
AMELIAPoisoned? I wasn’t sure how long I stood by the phone, even after the call had ended. Jessica had told me to be cautious, those were her parting words that only served to make me feel worse. The phone was still in my grasp, though the call had ended and I could feel my hands tremblin
AMELIAI stared long and hard at the divorce papers, even after they brought up my breakfast. It might’ve been an excuse on my end to leave the food untouched. Though Roman had reassured me that it would be tasted and that nothing would happen, all that was just because he wanted my signature.
The intensity in his gaze held me still, had me rooted to the spot like a plant. He rose from behind his large, mahogany desk slowly, loosening his tie and walking towards me in slow…predatory steps. My breath caught in my throat, and just as I feared his intensity would consume me, there was a kn
ROMANI couldn’t understand why my moon soured the longer I watched them speak to each other. They’d completely forgotten about my existence, engrossed in a conversation I couldn’t keep up with. Amelia kept smiling at every he said and Pierce, the bastard kept talking. “We should definitely ex
ROMANAfter the call I felt better, Amelia was easily out of my thoughts and I could fully focus on my work. Until I got a rather cryptic call from Colson, telling me to come home. The lawyer was home. His tone unsettled me and I was in my car in no time, racing home with a feeling of dread sp
AMELIASix months. I sank deeper into the mattress as I watched Roman's departing figure. My heart pouring so fast that I could hear it in my ears, my limbs trembled, it felt like I’d just escaped death or something similar. When I saw that heated look in his eyes, the determination to get in
Once the cabin was secure, I called Jessica again, needing to hear a friendly voice. "The place is beautiful," I told her, staring out at the lake. "Peaceful. I can see why someone would come here to disappear." "Maybe that's a sign," Jessica replied. "Maybe you're closer than you think." I sighe
I hesitated, torn between my duty to my family and the pull of something I couldn't name. Jessica reached out, taking my hand. "Go," she said simply. "Find him. Be back in a few days, with or without him. But at least you'll know and so will Greece," she finished with a small smile. Twenty-four h
"I know," I whispered. "I just need to see him. To explain. After that, if he wants me gone, I'll go,” A strong part of me believed he wouldn't want me around, it would break me but I would still do it. This wasn't just about me. Jessica leaned over to hug me, her baby bump pressing against my s
"I can make some inquiries," Nikolai replied, his voice careful, measured. "Roman Wellington is not an easy man to find if he doesn't want to be found." I gripped the phone tighter, my knuckles turning white. "But you can do it, right? You have connections I don't." There was a pause on the other
Now, I found myself reaching for the phone, my thumb hovering over his name. The photo I'd assigned to his contact was still there, Roman laughing, his eyes crinkled at the corners, hair slightly mussed from my hands running through it. It had been taken on the yacht, during those perfect days befor
I twisted the shower knob with more force than necessary, setting it to cold. As I peeled off my clothes, letting them drop in a heap on the marble floor, I caught sight of myself in the large mirror. I looked the same as I had this morning, the only difference was…my eyes. They were slightly wide
The drive back to the manor was silent. Oppressively silent. The kind of silence that rings in your ears and makes your skin feel too tight. Jessica kept shooting worried glances my way, her hands gripping the steering wheel so hard her knuckles were white. I couldn't bring myself to care. My mind
Hi, hope you're doing good and the year has been going well for you? You must've noticed the lack of updates and I sincerely apologize for it. After my grandma's passing, things haven't been the same and I'm sad to admit that I went down a spiral and I had to take a step back for my mental health
That now seemed like a lifetime ago. A lifetime of promises I broke. "I know," I whispered, reaching across the table to take her hand. "And I'm so sorry, Greece. I was wrong, and I was selfish, and there's no excuse for it." She didn't pull away, but her eyes remained full of hurt. "Do you have