Georgia's POV The first ping of my phone broke the stillness, but by the tenth, I already knew something bad had happened."Georgia! Did you notice this? Mia's voice came through the speaker, scared and nearly high-pitched.My hands trembled as I opened the note she gave me. A picture. Nolots.Pictures of me at the party last night, having fun, drinking, and getting far too close to Henry. And then, right when I thought my heart would stop, I saw Henry's fingers brush across my waist as we argued near the balcony.The headline hit me in the face:"Is the CEO's wife a friend or a mistress?" The Georgia Sparks homewrecker scandal.I stopped. My lungs stopped working.Mia: "Georgia, listen to me. Don't freak out. Anna is here. It must be. She is the one who did this."But... these pictures, Mia, they make it look like I wanted this." Like I wanted him.Mia: "It's messed up." It's not true. But Anna understands how to hurt people, and she picked the right weapon.I slapped the phone down
Henry's POV"Don't give me that look, Georgia... else I could forget why I should despise you.His voice was harsh, nearly cracking, and in that dimly lit room, his words hurt me more than any insult.The study was dark, and the only light came from the fireplace, which broke the tension. Henry's eyes focused on mine, and my heart raced against my ribs. He appeared angry, yet there was something deep down that he wasn't saying.I gulped hard and wouldn't let my eyes drop first. "You're the one staring, Henry," I murmured, my voice hard. "If you hate me so much, stop looking at me like you can't decide whether to kill me or""Or what?" he snarled, advancing closer and casting a shadow over me. "Don't finish that sentence."His voice was frigid, yet his fists were tight at his sides, as if he was trying not to touch me. With each word and breath, the gap between us got smaller."You don't scare me anymore," Georgia said. Not because you are quiet. Not with your threats. "Not even with y
Georgia’s POV"Henry, she doesn't belong here." Stop it before she messes everything up.Henry's mom's angry voice cut across the corridor like broken glass. I couldn't move behind the half-open door because my breath seized in my throat.The big home was peaceful save for that harsh voice coming from the study. The fragrance of ancient books and burning wood from the fireplace surrounded me, but instead of comfort, I felt frigid anxiety.Henry's mother was sitting in one of the leather recliners, and her pearl necklace shone like a chain of judgment. Her lips twisted up as if she were sick of me.Henry's mom: "This girl is a stain on your name." You are better than her. Henry, contracts end. "Finish it early and finish it cleanly."Henry said, "Mother..." in a calm, deep voice.The way he hesitated made my stomach turn. He wasn't standing up for me. He didn't say she was wrong.I put my back against the wall and strained to hear, which made my chest feel tight.Henry's mom: "If you k
Georgia’s POVThe lights above the crowded ballroom shone like diamonds, but all I could feel was the storm in my chest. As I crept in the side door, unseen in the darkness, my pulse raced against my ribs. I wasn't simply a visitor tonight; I was a trespasser. I just came for one thing: Anna.Music. Laughing. The sound of glasses clinking.Everything looked so beautiful and golden. But my eyes were glued to her the lady who took everything from me.Anna.She stood in the middle of the room in a blood-red gown that screamed triumph. Andrew was next to her, smiling as if she hadn't ripped my life apart piece by piece.I forced myself to move ahead by swallowing hard.Georgia (inside): Don't lose your cool. Not yet.I moved closer. My fingers shook as I held the glass I swiped from a waiter's tray, but I had to keep my voice firm.Georgia spoke out loud, "Are you having fun tonight, Anna?"She turned around carefully. Her lips curled into that arrogant, venomous look that always made me
Henry’s POV"When she smiled, my chest clenched, but not with happiness. There was something off about her, like music that was performed in the wrong key.Soft piano music filled the restaurant, and low golden lights made the polished tables look cozy. People whispered to one other over wine glasses, and laughing came and went, but none of it reached me. I couldn't take my eyes off her.Mary. Or the lady who said she was her.She sat across from me, her posture flawless, her smile prepared, and her fingers delicately tapping on the stem of her glass. The way her hair flowed over her shoulder, the way her nose sloped, and the way her lips curved as she turned her head all seemed familiar. But my stomach turned.This wasn't the Mary I recalled.It's been... years." Even when I attempted to keep my voice calm, it cracked. "You disappeared without a word, and now you're here, smiling like nothing happened."She laughed softly, which should have calmed me down but instead made me angry. "
POV: Georgia"So, they're having a party..." Georgia muttered to herself, her knuckles becoming white around the wine glass she was holding. "Why are you celebrating?" "Is this humiliating for me?"The room was silent, save for the clock's soft ticking and the low buzz of voices coming from the opposite side of the hall. As Georgia came closer to the slightly open door, her shoes quietly tapped on the marble floor. She held her breath and listened.She could hear Anna's laughing insidehappy, light, and carefree. It hurt her ears.Andrew's voice came next, low but distinct."Anna, this will be something you'll never forget. We deserve this party."I understand." It finally seems right after everything. I can't wait.Georgia's heart beat so loudly that she was afraid they would hear it. She put her hand on her chest, and her nails dug into her palm.Georgia said to herself, "Right?" Do you believe this is right? "After everything you both took from me?"Her breath shook, but her eyes sh