[Third-Person’s POV]Against Alexander’s better judgment, he eventually caved in letting Evelyn get out of bed.As much as he preferred for her to keep resting, he knew that it would have been an argument not worth having. Especially, since the two of them were finally gaining the confidence and fee
[Evelyn’s POV]I’d been convinced that ever since I overcame my illness, I had somehow woken into a dream. A blissful, unbelievably sweet dream.There were numerous thoughts that kept spinning around in my head, I didn’t know what to solely focus on. The fact that Fiona was truly the one responsible
[Evelyn’s POV]Some people may find it strange, but I found the open-market to be one of my favorite places to be. Sure, most people saw heading to the market as just another chore. However, when it came to the raw agricultural section, I saw it as a place of endless possibilities.In that instance,
“I’m sorry, were you speaking to me?” I asked, dubiously.His grin widened to reveal a perfect set of teeth. He let out a healthy laugh that made my stomach churn with nervous curiosity.“Yes,” he confirmed. “I saw you looking over that hibiscus with such intent. I figured you must be someone who re
[Evelyn’s POV]I gave myself the chance to look around some more but ultimately settled on the hibiscus. When the vendor was kind enough to package that up for me, I gave myself a little more time to roam around the market, wondering if I should bring back anything particular for Alexander.I kind o
I bit the inside of my cheek, worrying that this inconvenient episode was going to make me extremely late heading home. The last thing I wanted was to make everyone worried about my unexpected delayed absence.But it appeared that I really didn’t have a choice.I gestured for Micahel to take a seat
[Third-Person’s POV]I shouldn’t have let her go...Why the hell did I let her go?Michael remained fixed in the exact same spot in which he watched Evelyn head off to the parking lot. Everything about Evelyn was utterly captivating and enthralling to him. He studied her every detail as she walked. F
[Evelyn’s POV]“Are you two really not going to let me help put this party together at all?” I asked, wistfully.I wasn’t entirely sure what I expected when it came to experiencing a birthday party—mainly one that was meant for me.I’d spent the majority of my life being overshadowed by Samantha and
[Third-Person’s POV]Alexander was more than glad to know that Evelyn’s training had only managed to progress from that point on. Between hearing her own personal recounts of her sessions as well as checking in with either Erik or Thomas, he was satisfied.With one less thing pressing on his mind, A
Instead of helping him up, I actually reached down and snagged one of his ankles and, with all my strength, dragged me across the room. I heard the faint chuckles of Erik and Alexander as they watched this entire scene unfold.I’m sure it looked utterly ridiculous. Thomas was more than twice the siz
[Evelyn’s POV]I glanced at the mat on the floor but didn’t move an inch.I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. “Alexander, wherever it is that you’re planning, I’m not sure—”“Will you please just trust me?” he prompted.I clenched my jaw and, against my better judgment, moved over to the mat
That same, familiar pair of hands that had a high tendency to hold me close at night, came to wrap around my waist. My head tilted to the side as Alexander gathered most of my hair onto one of my shoulders.It was hard to believe that there was once a time when he and I weren’t like this. The though
[Evelyn’s POV]I really tried not to let the whole matter bother me. I was fairly sure that I wasn’t the only person to exist that wasn’t trainable. Still, I felt horrible knowing that I had wasted Erik and Thomas’ time.Every muscle and joint in my body was aching and for what? I couldn’t even say
“Believe me, although you got a little wobbly at the end there, it’s good to see that you still have that fire in you?”I turned back to glance at him with a questionable look. “Fire?”The two shared a knowing look with each other. “We, uh, heard about what happened with your Stepsister.”“Word alwa
[Third-Person’s POV]Evelyn had lost count of the number of times her curled fist connected with the hanging punching bag. The first few times were fine, having been shown the proper form. However, after the tenth time, she was really beginning to feel the burn in various parts of her body. Her join
Oliver had specifically expressed the importance of releasing a follow-up statement that could not only save face but rebuke anything the King had to say in regard to Alexander’s character.While Alexander was busy working on his newest press release, I had taken up my time in the greenhouse. I’d su
[Third-Person’s POV]Fiona felt frantic. Her nerves were growing more and more strained and coiled by the second.No. No, surely, Caroline had to be wrong in her assumption that she would be so clumsy and foolish as to leave something so vital behind.That night has been a manic blur from start to e