LOGINAUTHOR'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
I looked up at him; my eyes felt wet with tears. "It was hell, Mark. I wished you were there then. I wished you were there to hold me in your arms like you do now and tell me that they were just meaningless dreams…" I trailed off and a tear rolled down my cheeks."Come on, Bel," Mark roughly pushed
An hour after Richie left, I was also packing up to leave.My phone shrilled on the desk again. "Where are you at, girl?""I'm on my way, ma'am. I'll soon get there. Come on, hurry."I arched a brow, a smile on my lips. Since she called me to come over to the villa we both shared an hour ago, she ha
Never judge a book by its cover, I muttered to myself and prompted myself forward."Mr Bran," I chirped."Mrs Torres," he smiled. When I got to the table he was sitting, he stood up from his seat. He easily towered over me as he stretched his hand for a handshake. I took his hands and he shook it fi
I closed my eyes and muttered, "Damn it!" Why did he have to wake up now?Bella and I stared at him. Bella's gaze held concern while mine,I was sure, was drilling holes into him."Don't give her," he reiterated, his gaze on me. He looked less drunk now. His words didn't slur so much anymore and his







