"I want to do what I can for my son," Kamran's voice drifted through the door, low but stern. Mia's response was sharp and dismissive, her distaste evident even from where I stood. "And you have, but there’s only so much you can do to help that boy," she said coldly, her tone dripping with disdain
TIMOTHY POV In the cold, stark interrogation room, Timothy sat with clenched fists beneath the table, his resolve tested by the accusing glares of the two officers towering over him. Desperation gnawed at him, urging him to withstand their abuse and accusations as he yearned to reach Evie. "Wher
ARIA POV Aria blinked, her vision blurry as she slowly emerged from the depths of unconsciousness. The sterile scent of the hospital assaulted her senses, mingling with the faint hum of machinery and the soft murmurs of distant voices. She groaned softly, her head pounding with the dull ache of a
Lucas's expression darkened with concern as he listened to Aria's words, the weight of their shared unease settling heavily on his shoulders. "Do you think she had something to do with the fire?" he asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty. Aria shook her head, her mind racing with possibilities.
My heart hammered in my chest as I stood before Mia, her words ringing in my ears like a twisted melody. Maid of honor… "Evie, darling," Mia cooed, her voice sickly sweet as she presented the bridesmaid dress to me, her eyes gleaming with false sincerity. "I'd want my daughter to be there at my
My mother had flown into a rage, her words sharp and cutting as she hurled insults and threats in my direction. I had stood my ground, refusing to give in to her demands, but she had been relentless. The next day, she had cleared all the food out of the house, leaving me hungry and alone in the da
The reflection staring back at me in the mirror seemed foreign, like a stranger I once knew but lost touch with. I adjusted the collar of my shirt, attempting to straighten out the mess that was my life. Mia bustled around the room, looking feverishly for something. "Evie, darling, could you spin
I hesitated for a moment, watching her smile at me expectantly. But ultimately, I pushed aside my doubts and plastered on a smile. “I’m fine with either. Can I please see your wedding dress?” I asked once more. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t curious. My mother, once so modest in the face of n