SoniaThe night at the police station felt like a never-ending nightmare. The cold metal bench beneath me, the dim lights flickering overhead, the muffled sounds of inmates arguing, it all felt surreal. I hadn’t stopped shaking since the moment we were separated. Every second stretched endlessly, the knot in my stomach growing tighter with each tick of the clock. Dennis hadn’t even looked at me. Not once. I’d spent most of the drive here pleading with him to talk to me, to at least let us talk and reason together. We both said mean things to each other in the heat of the moment, but he was taking it too far… ignoring me and refusing to talk to me. I mean, we have no one but each other… we planned it all together and a little bust isn’t the end of it. Dennis was playing right into Freya’s hands, she wanted us divided because she knew that was the only way she could win. I won’t let that. I would have gotten through to him in the car if the officers had to shut me up when my voice
Freya After Victor left for work, I just pushed aside the tray and crashed back into the bed. I had little to no sleep at all throughout the night. I kept tossing from side to side, trying to get everything out of my head. I did that for a long time before I could eventually get some sleep, and it hadn’t even been an hour before I heard Victor’s knock. I think it did me some good, talking to him and getting some food in me. I don’t think I will be able to get myself to eat throughout today. “Argggggh… f*ck you, Dennis!!” I screamed angrily while I ran my hands through my hair. I thought exposing him for who he is was all to it, but it seemed that even made it worse for me. I can’t believe he’s out of my life and still wreaking havoc…I picked up my phone just in time to get a text message from Victor.“I know what you’re about to do. Don’t do it. Stop checking, I have it all under control already.” I smiled as I read the words out, but I didn’t listen. I went ahead to check and,
Freya“I’m really not mad at you… I’m mad at the fact that I got to know about it online, and not directly from my daughter. I mean, you should never have put up with such disrespect… and trust me, that bastard is going to get what he deserves. I will make sure of it!” My dad let out as we walked out of the room. “No daddy, you really don’t have to do anything. I’ve got it all under control.” I quickly let out while he turned at me and scoffed.“That’s not going to happen. No one maltreats my daughter that way and gets away with it. I’m going to deal with him.” He said fiercely,“Trust me, dad. I need to do this myself. I have my plan and my friend is helping me out too.” I pressed.“And who is this new friend of yours that I don’t know about?” He quizzed.“Who said anything about new? We go way back, and he’s been really helpful since the whole thing started.” I explained, and it wasn’t until I saw the smirk on his face that I realized he had misunderstood me.“So he’s a ‘he’. That’
FreyaThe drive home was silent, but not in a peaceful way. It was the kind of silence that pressed on my chest, making it harder to breathe. I stared out the window, watching the city blur past, but nothing stuck in my mind. It was as if my thoughts had shut off completely, leaving only this hollow, aching void inside me. I was completely blank.My dad didn’t push me to talk. He was always good at knowing when I needed space. After all that drama, he knew I knew my time alone to process things. He just drove, his hands steady on the wheel, his presence calm and grounding. For that, I was grateful. Halfway home, his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, frowning slightly before answering. “Yes?” he said curtly. I couldn’t hear the other end of the conversation, but his expression shifted to one of realization, and then frustration. He rubbed a hand down his face. “I totally forgot. I have some things going on at the moment, it completely slipped my mind… No, I’ll handle it.” H
FreyaI woke up in my mom’s bed, more relieved than ever. I sat up and stayed in bed for some minutes. I had woken up briefly in the middle of the night, thought about everything again and determined not to let it get to me. I knew what I was getting into right from time so it shouldn’t be so much bother that things were going this way. People will always talk, and maybe it’s just my turn to get talked about. I’m just going to keep my head high while I get my ‘win’ and staying at home and wallowing wasn’t an option. I’d just drown in my own thoughts if I didn’t keep myself busy. I stood up, grabbed the family photo, and made my way back to my room. I sat the photo by my bedside and went into the bathroom to freshen up. In no time, I was done and all dressed in a sharp navy suit, I grabbed my bag and made my way downstairs. To my surprise, my dad was already seated at the dining table, scrolling through his tablet while sipping coffee. The slight furrow in his brows gave away his
FreyaMy morning went by in a rush. I would be meeting with Sonia today, and I didn’t want that to affect my work, so I made sure to attend to everything on my morning schedule. The moment I sat in my chair, I was buried in work and didn’t even realize time had gone by so quickly until my phone rang. Once I saw Victor’s face lit up my screen, I knew it was noon already. I had told him to just call me when he gets here and not bother coming up into the office.“I’m outside,” he said simply. “Be right down,” I replied, “I just need to wrap up the final touches on this email… and I’m done! I’ll be with you in a second.” I let out and then hung up.I quickly grabbed my bag and smoothed my outfit while I made my way out of the office. My heart thudded as I hurried to the elevator, desperate not to keep him waiting another second.When I stepped outside, Victor was waiting near his car, leaning against the passenger side door. His calm demeanor always had a way of grounding me, even when
Freya As I raced out of the building, I felt a rush of emotions. Her words kept pairing back, and I couldn’t take it anymore. The betrayal, the lies, the sheer audacity… it was all too much. My chest felt tight, like I couldn’t pull in enough air, and the dizziness hit me out of nowhere as I kept stumbling on.The world around me spun, and my legs started getting heavy till they couldn’t carry my weight anymore. I knew I was going to fall. My head was so light and my eyes were blank. I was going to pass out and soon enough, my legs eventually gave way. I braced for the hard impact of the pavement, but it never came. Strong arms caught me just in time. “Freya!” Victor’s voice was sharp with concern, and he quickly guided me to lean against his chest. “Breathe, Freya. Just breathe.” “I… I can’t,” I choked out, struggling to draw in air. “Yes, you can,” he said firmly, his hand gently rubbing my back. “Focus on me. In through your nose, out through your mouth. Slowly.” He let out
VictorI couldn’t take my eyes off Freya as she sat across from me. She looked even more beautiful than she had ever been. It’s evening already and her light makeup was still sitting perfectly on her pretty face, further enhanced by the restaurant’s warm lights. There was something about the way she carried herself, the way she’d put Sonia in her place earlier… it was magical. I’d always known she was special, but today, I’d seen a new side of her. Strong, unyielding, commanding. I was in awe. The bill arrived, and I handled it quickly, eager to step out into the fresh air. When we got outside, Freya paused, looking around at the softly lit scenery surrounding the restaurant. “I don’t feel like going home yet,” she said quietly, her gaze distant but calm. My heart skipped. I was so happy. I didn’t want the evening to end either. “The restaurant has a beautiful garden and some scenic spots,” I offered. “Why don’t we take a look around?” She smiled, a soft, grateful curve of her
FreyaI had never known a silence this loud.Sitting in the backseat of Victor’s black Escalade, with tinted windows shielding us from the chaos outside, I could hear the faint sound of reporters buzzing around like bees drawn to scandal’s honey. Cameras flashing. Voices yelling our names. My name.My fingers clutched the silk hem of my dress. My heart wasn’t just pounding, it was racing, like it was trying to outrun the moment. I kept my eyes on the door handle. I couldn’t bring myself to reach for it.Victor sat beside me, calm as ever, dressed in that navy suit that always made him look like he ruled the damn world. And maybe he did. He had this way of exuding power without saying a word. But today, he wasn’t looking ahead. He was looking at me.“You’re shaking,” he said softly, reaching out to gently take my hand.“I’m not,” I whispered, even though I clearly was.His thumb brushed over my knuckles, and the warmth from his touch seeped into my skin, grounding me. “You don’t have t
Victor The moment Mia left and the front door clicked shut behind her, I didn’t wait.I turned to Freya and pulled her into my arms.God, she smelled like sweetness. She fit so perfectly against me. Her body warm, her breath still a little uneven from the storm we just weathered. But her eyes… her eyes were calm. Confident. That fire I’d always known was in her had finally erupted, and I couldn’t stop looking at her like she was the fiercest, most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.“I’m so damn proud of you,” I said, burying my face into the curve of her neck. “You didn’t even flinch.”She leaned back just a little, her hands resting against my chest, smiling in that soft, stunned way like she still didn’t quite believe what just happened.“You saw the way she cracked,” I added, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. “You outplayed her. You outplayed everyone.”Her cheeks turned the faintest pink, and she looked down, like she was trying not to smile too much. But she couldn’t hide it.
Victor“Good afternoon Mr. Whitmore.” Mia let out with a broad smile.“Yes, good afternoon…” “Mia… it’s Mia.” She let out while I smiled too, and then pointed her to the sofa adjacent to me.“Please have your seat.” I chimed in but she didn’t sit where I pointed. She came over and sat next to me. I didn’t say anything and just smiled.“So I was told you came around, asking for me. What’s so important?” I finally said, breaking the silence.Instead of answering, Mia stood up slowly. Her stilettos clicked against the hardwood floor as she walked toward me. Something about her stride made my skin twitch. It was confident… too confident. Almost rehearsed.I leaned back slightly in my seat, still watching her, my mind alert. But not alert enough.She stepped close, too close and placed her hands on my shoulders, applying the gentlest pressure until I leaned back more fully into the couch.“Mia…” I warned lightly, a single brow rising. But she didn’t stop.She straddled me without permissi
DennisI woke up feeling like the goddamn king of the world.I don’t think I’d smiled this much in days. Hell, maybe weeks. But today? Today, the sun seemed to shine a little brighter through the curtains, the air smelled a little sweeter, and the weight that had been pressing down on my chest like a damn anchor? Gone.Gone, because I did it. Freya and Victor… over. I didn’t even need confirmation… call it intuition, gut feeling, divine karma, whatever the hell you want. After everything I unveiled, and the way Victor’s face twisted when I exposed what she never told him… There was no way in hell they were still together.Not after that.I stretched like a man who’d just won the lottery, kicked the covers off, and swung my feet onto the cold floor. I was humming before I even got to the bathroom. Brushed my teeth like I had a hot date, slapped some water on my face, and stared at my reflection with that smug-ass grin plastered across my face.“Game over, Victor,” I muttered, smirking.
SoniaI sat there on the cold, hard floor of my apartment trying to wrap my head around what had just happened. My ears were still ringing from the sound of his voice. My skin still burned from the force of his grip. And my heart, God, my heart felt like it had been cracked open and stomped on by someone I had trusted with the deepest parts of me.Dennis. The man I thought I understood.I stared at the wall in front of me like it would suddenly give me an answer, a reason, a justification. Something. Anything. But all I saw was the shadow of a truth I didn’t want to accept. Dennis put his hands on me. Me. And for what? For Freya?The thought of her name made my stomach clench. I didn’t even blame her well, not fully. This wasn’t her fault… at least not anymore. She didn’t ask for the kind of obsession Dennis had wrapped himself in. But then, she’s still a b*tch a big one, and she’s not going to escape what’s coming for her. But then, Dennis? It shouldn’t have been him and t
Victor The moment I saw those tears on her face, I knew I was going to give in. I just couldn’t resist her anymore at that point. Right from the moment she showed up at the door, I felt something in me loosen up. It was as if my whole body had been waiting for her so when she made that sweet cute face at me, I just knew it. She had gotten me. But still, I wasn’t going to give her an easy pass. She hurt me.But maybe I should let her explain herself, so I listened to every word, making sure to take note of every part. And by the time she was done, I found out who was really lying, and she wasn’t that person. Dennis is the liar. The manipulator who wants to come in between us and ruin what we have.“How could I not have seen it?” I thought to myself as she lifted her head and stared in my eyes.“Can I come close to you? I want to hold you.” She let out slowly but I didn’t say a word.Instead, I moved closer and pulled her into my arms. I held her tightly and pressed my lips against he
Freya I barely slept throughout the night. The bed felt like a war zone. One minute I was under the duvet, trying to calm my racing heart, the next minute I was out of it, pacing the room like the walls were closing in on me. My thoughts wouldn’t stop screaming Victor’s name… his face, his silence, the pain in his eyes when he told me he was done.That scene had replayed a thousand times in my mind. A thousand versions. A thousand different outcomes. And in every single one, I kept asking myself—how the hell did we get here?He didn’t pick my calls. I tried three times. The first two, it rang once and then stopped like he declined it. The last? Switched off. It felt like someone punched me straight in the chest.After tossing for a long while, I stood up and went to the window. I sat there, knees to my chest, watching the night slowly fade away. I thought maybe I’d doze off for just a few minutes… maybe I’d find rest in the silence. But even the silence betrayed me. It just made his
VictorI drove, but I wasn’t really driving. My hands were on the wheel, my foot on the pedal, but my mind… it was still in the house with Freya.I could still hear her voice echoing in my head, soft and strained, pleading in a way that used to unravel me before. “Victor, please… let me explain.” And for a second, I almost gave in. Almost.But then the image came again, the look on Dennis’ face when he said she didn’t push him away. The pride in his voice, the satisfaction of knowing he’d touched something sacred and left a mark. And the way Freya stood there, frozen, unable to deny it.Why didn’t she tell me?That was the question I couldn’t stop circling back to. Not the visit. Not even the fact that he touched her. But the silence. The hidden moment that sat like a landmine beneath the surface of everything I thought we were building.God.I gripped the steering wheel tighter, my knuckles turning white.Was I just another chapter in her book of damage control? A shiny new cover to
Freya “I’m done, Freya…” those words felt so unreal, at first I thought it was just my head and mind playing tricks on me so I didn’t know what to say or think. The only thing that found it’s way out of my mouth was a short chuckle.I lifted my eyes to look at him and what I saw scared me. I had never seen him so furious. Not even minutes ago when he and Dennis were throwing heavy punches at each other. He wasn’t as furious as he was looking right now, and that scared me even more.“Babe…” I hadn’t even finished before he dashed past me, heading straight for the door.I didn’t wait to process what was happening, I hurried after him but he was so fast and before I could I could get a hold of his shirt, he already moved.He actually dodged it, he didn’t want my hands on him so once he saw me trying to reach for his shirt, he moved and before I could catch myself, I tripped. I expected to fall hard into the ground but he caught me. Victor caught me and helped me back to my feet.“I’m on