LOGIN"I don't want to go back to what we were," she said. "I'd burn it down before I let that happen." Her chin lifted slightly. "So whatever this is," she said, "it has to be something we've never been." "From the ground up." The air between us had changed. Nothing had moved to change it. My finge
Edward's POV A flight of stairs. Elena's door was ajar when I reached the landing. I pushed it open and stepped inside. She was at the window. Coat still on. I shrugged mine off and set it on the chair by the door. The click of the latch made her shoulders tighten once before they released. "Y
Thursday. The registry doors opened before I fully reached them, air still adjusting around the gap, carrying paper dust and ink heat and the low sound of decisions being processed without ceremony, none of it pausing for me. My name came almost immediately. Not because I was expected—because the
Alicia's POV Apartment light warmed the room before I crossed the threshold. Elena stood at the counter, spoon tracing slow circles through a pot resting on low heat. Steam rose in thin strands, breaking apart under the ceiling light before it could gather into anything defined. My shoes paused b
Edward's POV I didn’t remember walking into the estate. I remembered the gate. Then nothing clean after that—just fragments of motion stitched together without pause. Headlights fading into the drive. The slow roll of tires over stone. The way the house lights adjusted as if it had already antic
The car didn’t stop at the main entrance. It passed the glass frontage of the building, continued past the visible entry point, and turned into the service approach that only functioned as an entrance once the guard stepped aside. No signage. No announcement. Just controlled access. I didn’t que
Alicia's POV Monday didn’t start with a sunrise. It started with the blue glow of Elena’s phone in my face. "Ali. Wake up." Her voice was tight. Strained. She was already dressed in a black blazer. Coffee steamed on the nightstand. She wasn’t looking at me. She was staring at her screen, pale in
When did I stop being yours? Board members were engaging her more than they were engaging me, asking her questions, listening when she responded with that sharp intelligence that never needed charm to make its point. Daniel navigated the room with quiet authority, steering every exchange without e
Vivienne's back went rigid. She turned her head toward him. "I don't understand you, Daniel." Her voice came out harder now. Anger bleeding through every word. "When are you going to stop protecting her and see what's actually in front of you?" She gestured toward me without looking. "She's the de
Edward's POV Monday arrived as Mondays always do. Inevitable. Unforgiving. I walked into the Valentine Group building at seven-thirty. The lobby was serene—just security and the early shift cleaners. My footsteps echoed across the marble. Leo fell into step beside me before I reached the elevato







