MasukAUTHOR'S POVAna exhaled loudly as she stepped into Dennis’ ward and took her seat by his side. She brought out a book and began to read.Occasionally, she'd open up her phone to watch Justin sleep or play around the house while the nanny got busy or just snuggled in one of the sofas to read, keepi
AUTHOR'S POVSharon is found not guilty of direct involvement in Amie's death, but guilty of conspiracy. She was lucky enough to get a lighter sentence, a shorter jail term. Her attorney made sure of that and it was all thanks to her father.Despite how disappointed her father was in everything that
AUTHOR'S POV“Stop!” Her voice quivered as she yelled to the taxi driver.That was enough for Ana to return.“What have I done?” Her breath trembled as she threw the door open and hurried out of the taxi. Her hands trembled as she stumbled onto the pavement.“Dennis!" She yelled as her knees fell to
AUTHOR'S POVAfter Aiden heard those words, he did not think twice before he walked out of the courtroom.Sharon's heart broke as she watched Aiden storm out. Was he so repelled by her that he couldn't even stand to watch her trial? A tear rolled down her face and she quickly wiped it before her fat
AIDENOvertime, Amie's case garnered lots of media attention. Every news channel had a picture of the poor girl as they talked about her unfair death and how everyone responsible must be punished accordingly.In the midst of it all, the spotlight shifted from Amie to Sharon and I. Somehow, words had
DENNISAna got admitted to a mental health crisis center, and I spent most of my days there. Even though I try to equally share my time between work, Justin and Amie, I found myself spending the most time here.Work was going absolutely fine. I now made way more than I used to before I got duped, bu
His phone lit up and Bella's call came in again. His hand left my shoulder as he immediately picked up the call and that was my cue to leave.I stepped out of the car. Through the car's winded down mirror, I saw him trap the phone between his ear and shoulder and simultaneously inserted the key in t
Any sensible person would have retreated and left the troublesome couple alone, but this man…My eyes were fixated on him as he took an equally threatening step forward. His body seemed even more taut…alert."I know who you are, Mark Torres. President of GT Group. And I know you can make me go bankr
Mark, after wishing dad a happy birthday and giving him a wrapped gift he had gotten for him, had said a succinct goodbye to him and mom and we left. Dad's smile kept faltering as he looked between Mark and I.The ride home was fun. Mark had taken us home with the car that brought him and Bella.Bor
The feeling that coursed through me was heavenly. And for the first time since I announced to Mark that I didn't want to stay married to him again, I felt free.After my announcement, the courtyard was shrouded in pin drop silence. Their eyes alternated between Mark and I then between dad and mum.I







