LOGINBOOK 3: EPILOGUE Elaine dreamt. For the first time in a long while, her sleep wasn’t invaded by shadows or screams. There were no cold sweats, desperate gasps for air, or lingering dread clinging to her chest when she stirred. Instead, her mind conjured something so gentle and surreal it almost b
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 101 -ELAINE- I couldn't sit there for even a second longer, the tension was killing me. Steph was pacing back and forth in the kitchen, desperately trying to get another update from the police. Meanwhile, Duncan was out there, risking everything for something that I knew deep dow
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 100 -ELAINE— The school was surrounded by chaos when we arrived. Sirens screamed in the distance. Teachers were huddled near the entrance, some crying, others shouting into their phones. Parents were arriving in waves, panicked and demanding answers. Duncan didn’t wait; he leapt
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 99 -ELAINE— The banging on my door startled me out of my thoughts. I had barely managed to eat anything all day, my mind spinning endlessly since my last confrontation with Duncan. When I opened the door, Steph stormed in like a hurricane. “What the hell is wrong with Duncan?!” sh
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 98 -DUNCAN- I knew something was wrong. It was the townspeople who informed me about Elaine driving off the cliff. I had no idea, I was devastated about what happened the other night and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I mean, damn it, I know her. She’s stubborn, guarded, but
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 97 -ELAINE— The next day arrived, and I found myself still in the same position I was in the previous night. I hadn't even budged an inch. I missed the knock on the door when Steph arrived. I was completely lost in my world, and I didn't even realize the time or how long I had be
“Kian, that is great! I’m invited, aren’t I?” My uncle sounds ecstatic. Before I can reply, the door opens and my secretary walks in, a tray with a mug in hand. She bows slightly in a greeting before moving closer into the room. I return my attention back to Travis, shrugging. “I guess you are.”
“Does your husband own a business too?” She asks. “Yes.”“What does he do?” “He’s CEO.” I reply curtly and her jaw drops. A nurse appears and calls for her and I am relieved that I am finally left alone to my thoughts. The waiting area slowly empties out but there is still no sign of Kian. Soon,
Kian said he was an old friend, surely he must have told him about our relationship while setting up this meeting. But with the way Andre peers at me with interest, I can’t tell if he knows or not so I just answer the best way I can. “We used to be close.” As in we used to be married until he cheat
KIAN’S POVMy position as a CEO makes me an acquaintance of all sorts of people. You never know when you need someone so I keep close contact with people whose help I might need later. The guy I called is one of those people. He’s much younger than me and is a fresh college graduate that I met at a







