LOGINThe air in the small restaurant was thick with fried oil, laughter, and the constant clicking of cutlery against ceramic plates. Sunlight poured through the glass windows in uneven strips, falling across tables filled with office workers on lunch break.At the far corner, two women leaned over a half-eaten meal, their voices carrying easily over the noise.“I really can’t believe she made it in life,” the blonde-haired girl said, pushing her empty plate away with a soft clink. Her eyes were wide, almost disbelieving, like she was talking about s
3rd POVThe next morning..."Kids, after eating, start doing your assignment," Mannie called from the kitchen as she rinsed the last plate and set it on the drying rack.
Dominic's POVRing!Ring!!The sharp ringtone sliced through the suffocating air of the underground room.The metallic scent of blood still hung heavily around me.
Mannie's POV"Thank you so much, my sweethearts. That's so lovely of you all. I am really, really, really happy. Thank you."My voice cracked halfway through my words.The warmth in my chest kept growing until it almost hurt. I pressed a hand against my heart and looked at the eight little faces surrounding me.
Mannie's POVThe sweet night breeze filled the small carriage, bringing with it the chirping of insects.I leaned back against the cushioned seat and let out a slow breath. The events of the evening still felt unreal.Just a few hours ago, Fiona had been mocking me in front of everyone.
3rd povThe moment they stepped out of the hotel entrance, the cool evening breeze brushed against their faces.Golden lights spilled from the grand hotel windows, painting the driveway in warm colors. Expensive cars lined the entrance while guests moved in and out, l
Five years later...“Mama! He poured juice on my shirt!”“No, I didn’t! She spilled it herself!”“Why do I only have one shoe?!”The walls of our cramped three-bedroom apartment shook with noise. Eight kids, raced around the kitchen like a tornado made of chubby limbs, flying cereal, and relentles
I woke up with a scream caught in my throat.My body jerked forward, drenched in cold sweat, my heart pounding like it wanted to break free from my chest. The hotel room was dark, the only light coming from the city glow slipping through the blinds. My legs trembled as I pushed myself up from the
rd Pov
The flash of the camera lit up the walk-in closet.Again.And again.I held the pose—one hand resting lightly on the glass shelf, the other gently touching the gold zipper on my branded dress. My lips curved in a soft pout, my eyes narrowed just enough. I tilted my chin slightly and leaned closer t







