Madison’s POV.Tears were about to roll down my eyes but I raised my head, and I held it in but Tyler noticed. “Maddy, are you ok? Do you have something in your eyes?” "Yes, I do but it is out already.” “Do you want me to come look at it?”“Never mind, it went out already.” Tyler almost caught me shedding tears. I wouldn't want the sympathy; I hate it so I had to pretend. "Please help me with the address, Joe, so I can go get my sister.” “Sure, I will write it down for you; it is forty minutes away from here.” Joe called the name of his maid and she ran to where he was sitting. “Can you get me a pan and a piece of paper, please?” “Alright sir.” “No, you do not have to borrow; I have a pen and a notebook here; you can use it.” Rose reached for her bag and brought out a pen and a piece of paper for Joe to use and he wrote down the address. “Here you go; that is the street and the house number. Please make sure you park your car two blocks away so they won't hear you drive in
Madison’s POV“Are you going to take me home or are we going to stand here all night?” I asked Tyler. “Well, you seem to enjoy looking at me; I cannot complain, can I?” “You think too highly of yourself; has your dad texted you since the last time?"No, he hasn't; I'm not ready to receive any text from him; I'm not ready for that.” “Well, please drive me to my house; I've had a long day and I need to shower and rest.” “We both had a long day, so let’s go. Do you even have food to eat at home?” “I’ll just order food online.” “Boring!!! Come have dinner at my place; Mrs. Sophie is making something nice for the both of us.” “Wow!! I didn't know that, but I think I am becoming too frequent at your place, and I don't want that.” “And is there anything wrong with that?” Tyler asked. “Well, there is nothing wrong with that but I'm just saying.” “Let’s go; you think too much about everything.” “You better drive calmly this time.” “Is that the “thank you” I get for driving you ever
Madison’s POV. At that point, it was a silent trip home because I turned off the radio so I could take my mother’s call. I was still looking outside the window when Tyler turned the radio on, and the music playing caught my attention. “I love this song. Nice song; it reminds me of my school days. Before I knew what was happening, we were both singing along; our voices filled the car as we sang to the lyrics of the song. I still see your shadow in my room. I can’t take back the love that I gave you; it’s to the point where I love you and I hate you and I cannot change you, so I must replace you. “This is a really nice song, Tyler; it was my ringtone back then in school.” “Wow!! I see. Why was it your ringtone? You got a lot of heartbreak from guys?” “Quit saying rubbish; I just love the song and that is all you need to know.” “Well, that is enough information.” We finally got to Tyler’s house. It felt like we were driving forever; the trip was so long and my body was aching by
Andy’s POV. I was so excited to go see my girlfriend. She hasn't been picking up my calls since today, and like I told Maddy, she has been displaying some funny attitude. I know everyone tells me to ignore it, but deep down, I know something was wrong. It was unusual of her to be giving me an attitude like that.We talk often, and sometimes we do not talk too much; we just text each other, but this time, she wasn't responding to my messages or to my calls. I was so nervous and scared. I hope she is alright. I developed anxiety. I didn't know what I was going to face, but I had to just be a man and act fine, but my heart was filled with so many unanswered questions. What if she is cheating on me? What if she found somebody else? What if she is bored with our relationship? I'm I doing something wrong. Does she hate me now? “Andy!! Andy!! Andy!! Focus!! Your thinking is too much.” The Uber driver turned the mirror to my position so he could see me clearly because he couldn't look bac
Andy’ POVWith every step I took, the pain in my heart grew. It was like a fire, burning and consuming me from the inside out. It made my chest ache and made it hard to breathe. The tears that had been pooling in my eyes began to spill over, running down my cheeks. I couldn't stop them; I couldn't even try. I was beyond caring, beyond feeling. I just wanted the pain to end; it seemed like I was swallowed up by the darkness that surrounded me.As I stumbled down the street, I passed shadowy buildings and empty windows. They seemed to mock me, to represent the emptiness inside me, but I didn't care. I kept on moving; I wasn't ready to stop. My phone was beeping nonstop, but I was focused on easing the pain I was feeling inside. I didn't even care who the caller was. I stumbled down the street, and the tears continued to fall. I felt like I was in a haze, as if I wasn't really there. I was just a shell, an empty vessel.Then, I saw a light in the distance. It was dim, but it was a beac
Andy’s POV.Rose and I broke apart; the silence between us was heavy with unspoken words. I was the first to speak; my voice was soft and hesitant. "Rose, I don't know what to say. I didn't plan for this to happen; I'm sorry.” I stood there, frozen in place. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, and I was sure she could hear it too. I wanted to say something, anything, but the words were stuck in my throat. All I could do was nod, my eyes fixed on hers. I felt like we were suspended in time; the whole world was reduced to this one moment. It felt like I was standing on the edge of a precipice, about to take a leap into the cliff. She pulled me closer again and planted a kiss on my lips. It was when our lips met that I noticed the smell of alcohol on her breath. She must have been drinking before I arrived. She pulled me closer and we continued kissing, our bodies pressed together. The world around us faded away, and all that existed was this moment and this kiss.When we fin
Madison’s POV. I was in a deep sleep; my phone was ringing nonstop, and I was too tired to reach it. I opened my eyes slowly, the room coming into focus around me. I was lying in a comfortable bed, and I could smell the fresh scent of clean linen. I blinked a few times, my mind trying to piece together where I was and how I had gotten there.Gradually, the events of the previous night came back to me, and I remembered that I was staying at Tyler’s house. I tried to turn but his hands were wrapped around me; he held me tightly. “Get off me, you jerk!” Tyler was still sleepy. “Keep your voice down; why are you always grumpy in the morning?” He turned to the other side of the bed; he didn't even open his eyes; his eyes were still shut.I sat up in bed, my head still a bit fuzzy from sleep. The room was bright, with sunlight pouring in through the window. I sat up in bed, stretching my arms over my head. I felt a bit disoriented, my brain still trying to shake off the last dregs of s
Madison’s POV. Tyler took the phone from my hand and dialled the number for the police station, putting it on speakerphone. I listened as the phone rang, my heart pounding in my chest. Finally, a woman's voice came on the line. "Hello, this is the police station; how can I help you?” Tyler cleared his throat and spoke into the phone. "Hi, I'm calling on behalf of my friend, Madison Byers. She's worried about the status of a case you're investigating. It's about her sister, Gem.” "Can I have the victim's name and the case number?” The woman asked, her voice calm and professional. Tyler looked at me and I told him Gem's full name and the case number, which I had committed to memory. "One moment, please.” There was a brief pause, and then she spoke again. "I'm afraid I can't give you any updates on this case. It's still an open investigation, and I'm not authorized to share any information. But I can tell you that the police are doing everything they can to bring your sister
Tyler’s POVI was feeling a mix of joy and nervousness as I stood in front of the altar. Finally, the day Madison and I would be married was here. It was the moment I had been waiting for. I knew how important this event was, and my heart was racing with happiness as I waited for my bride.As I walked around in a classy and charming black suit, I couldn’t help but notice the little things that made my outfit special. The suit fit my body perfectly and hugged me in all the right places. The jacket had a slim fit that drew attention to my broad shoulders, and the pants were expertly made to make me look sharp and stylish.The fabric was a high-end mix of fine wool and silk. It had a light sheen that made the outfit look a little more glamorous. The suit’s black color was classic and timeless, which matched both my great taste and the seriousness of the event. A thin satin trim around the lapels added a modest but elegant touch that made the whole look better.A crisp white dress shirt t
Madison’s POVThree months laterAs Tyler and I entered the sleek, modern office building, a wave of anticipation and nervousness filled the air. The hallway seemed to stretch forever as we approached the glass doors leading to the boardroom. I could feel Tyler’s steady presence beside me, providing a reassuring anchor amid the storm of feelings brewing inside me.The moment we stepped into the meeting, all eyes turned towards us. The muted hum of talks stopped, replaced by the palpable tension that gripped the room. I kept a composed exterior, channeling the confidence Tyler had instilled in me throughout this ordeal.Leonard Byers, sitting at the head of the table, looked up from his papers, his expression shifting from indifference to shock as he registered my presence. The board members, accustomed to his authoritative demeanor, reflected his astonishment. Tyler and I moved confidently to an open space, ready to face the truth.“Miss Johnson,” Leonard stammered, trying to regain h
Madison’s POV“What’s going on in here?” my mom asked, my eyes narrowing as I took in the emotional environment.I quickly wiped away my tears, trying to calm myself. “Mom, we’re just talking,” I said.Tyler nodded in agreement, his eyes never leaving mine. “We’re having a heart-to-heart. I wanted to be honest with Madison about everything.”My mom’s eyes narrowed further, her worry escalating into frustration. “Honest conversation? Tyler, after everything that happened in the past, you think you can just waltz back into my daughter’s life and have a ‘heart-to-heart’? What gives you that right?”Tyler sighed, understanding the gravity of the situation. “Mrs. Anderson, I know I messed up in the past. I hurt Madison, and I take full blame for that. But people can change, and I want to make amends. I love your daughter, and I want to be there for her.”My mom crossed her arms, her anger obvious. “Change? Love? Tyler, you had your chance, and you blew it. You can’t just expect to walk bac
Tyler’s POVI reassured myself, “Headaches are not unusual after a head injury. We’ll monitor her closely and adjust the treatment as required. The goal is to make her as comfortable as possible during the healing process.”Once Madison’s pain medication was administered, she started to relax, with the sharp pain gradually subsiding. Doctor Bennet turned to Madison’s mother with a serious look.“Mrs. Byers, I would like to discuss some important issues with you. Can you please join me in my office? We can talk more freely there,” Doctor Bennet offered.Madison’s mother looked concerned but nodded. “Of course, doctor. I’ll be right there. Madison, I’ll be back soon. Try to get some rest, sweetheart,” she said, gently kissing her daughter’s face.As Mrs. Byers stepped out of the room with Doctor Bennet, I looked at them with interest. Doctor Bennet gave me a wink, signaling that he wanted to give me the chance to talk to Madison without any interruptions by her mom.I felt a mix of feel
Madison’s POVI could feel Madison's heavy gaze on me. Her eyes were looking for answers I didn't want to give. As I took a deep breath, I felt the inner conflict of wanting to be honest while also keeping her from any possible pain."Madison," I said first, carefully choosing my words, "I need to do something." I want to get the doctor to explain everything to you. I'll be back right away, all right?" I smiled at them to make them feel better, thinking that would help.Her face furrowed even more, and her eyes showed that she was suspicious. "Tyler, why do you look so scared? What do you not want to tell me?" My voice wavered with a mix of frustration and worry.I paused, my eyes locking onto hers. "It's not about being scared, Madison. I just believe it's best if the doctor explains the problem to you. They have all the knowledge, and I want you to hear it from a professional."She tried to sit up again, and there was a sense of urgency in her moves. "Tyler, you can't just leave me
Madison’s POVI could feel Madison’s heavy gaze on me. Her eyes were looking for answers I didn’t want to give. As I took a deep breath, I felt the inner conflict of wanting to be honest while also keeping her from any possible pain.“Madison,” I said first, carefully choosing my words, “I need to do something.” I want to get the doctor to explain everything to you. I’ll be back right away, all right?” I smiled at them to make them feel better, thinking that would help.Her face furrowed even more, and her eyes showed that she was suspicious. “Tyler, why do you look so scared? What do you not want to tell me?” My voice wavered with a mix of frustration and worry.I paused, my eyes locking onto hers. “It’s not about being scared, Madison. I just believe it’s best if the doctor explains the problem to you. They have all the knowledge, and I want you to hear it from a professional.”She tried to sit up again, and there was a sense of urgency in her moves. “Tyler, you can’t just leave me
Madison’s POVI lay on the narrow hospital bed, my eyes half-closed, trying to make sense of the fuzzy shapes around me. The sterile scent of the hospital room filled my nose, and the rhythmic beeping of machines provided a disconcerting soundtrack to my hazy thoughts. The pain on my side felt like a sharp jab, a constant reminder of something I couldn't quite grasp.I heard my mom's voice in the distance, a comforting murmur that reassured me, "You'll be fine, Madison. The doctors are taking care of you." It was a distant echo, like a lifeline connecting me to the world outside my foggy cocoon. I tried to focus on the words, to find solace in them, but the pain and dizziness were relentless.A nurse came in, her friendly face obscured by a mask, and checked the machines that surrounded me. "How are you feeling, sweetie?" the nurse asked, her voice a gentle melody. I managed a weak smile, attempting to convey that I was okay even though I wasn't entirely sure.The nurse adjusted some
Tyler’s POV"But what of her mum? How will I convince her I mean her daughter no harm?" I asked, my worry etched across my face. Dr. Bennett leaned back in his chair, considering the question. "Building trust with Madison's mother will also take time. It's crucial to be patient and show through your actions that your intentions are sincere. Avoid confrontations, be respectful, and give her the space she might need to process everything."I sighed, a mix of frustration and understanding. "I just don't want to be seen as the bad guy here. I genuinely care about Maddison, and I want her to have all the support she needs."Dr. Bennett nodded in agreement. "It's evident, Tyler. Just be yourself and focus on being a positive presence. Actions often speak louder than words, and with time, her mother may come to see your genuine concern for Maddison's well-being."Feeling a bit more assured, I nodded. "Thanks, Dr. Bennett. Your advice means a lot. I'll do my best to be patient and understandi
Tyler’s POVAs I approached Room 203, I took another deep breath, steeling myself for the upcoming conversation. I raised my hand, and with a tentative knock, I announced my presence.“Come in,” a voice called from within the room.I pushed the door open and entered, finding a comfortable-looking office with a desk cluttered with papers. Dr. Bennett, with his graying hair, looked up from his work, offering me a reassuring smile.“Tyler, finally you are here. Please, have a seat,” he gestured towards the chair across from his desk.I hesitated for a moment, feeling a mix of nervousness and relief as he took the offered seat. The chair creaked slightly under his weight as he settled in, glancing around the room at the diplomas and medical charts adorning the walls.“Thanks, Dr. Bennett,” I mumbled, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. “Sorry I’m late. Got a bit turned around in this place. It’s like a maze.”Dr. Bennett chuckled warmly, “No worries, Tyler. Hospitals can be confusing. I’m