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SLOANE “What is going on?” I ask as I place the keys on the counter before turning to drink in the scene before me.After Ian had walked away, I had to catch my breath while I sneaked out before anyone saw me..“I thought I'd surprise you.” Tyson says, gesturing to the candle lit dinner he has prepared on the table.I must say I'm surprised. “Where are the kids?” I ask, looking around.“Alex took them. He said their cousins missed them and he would call you. He didn't?"“No. But if they're with him, they're fine. No wonder he didn't come tonight. Luca is still angry at me, and Ian won't even look my way.” I sigh, sliding out a chair and dropping my ass in it. “He gave me five minutes, and I messed it up. Can you imagine I was tongue-tied? Oh God!” I groan.“Can we…” Tyson looks at me, seemingly a little upset. “Can we just enjoy the dinner I worked so hard to prepare without talking about Ian?” “Tyson, I’m sorry,” I whisper, fiddling with the edge of the napkin. “You didn’t deserve
SLOANE“I don't think this is a good idea.” I look around nervously as Tyson twirls me around. “Having a dance? How so?” He asks like he has no idea what I mean.My husband is a stranger. At first I couldn't remember him and now he won't acknowledge me. Why is everything so against us?When I walked in, I thought I'd get a rise out of him or any kind of reaction, but he didn't even look at me. I felt worthless, and it hurt more than anything. I then realized those glances he used to give me and the way he was all over me were things I should have never taken for granted. Luca hates me, but I know he will come around when I earn back his forgiveness, which can't be said the same about Ian. He doesn’t process feelings like we do. This means the disappointment the others feel must be a hundred times more with him, and that brings me to my knees.I thought I had a plan. I thought it would be simple. But as I move in lazy steps, not caring if I'm on tune to the song or not, I realize t
IAN“Heard your wife came back to life.” Luca says as he takes a sip of his whiskey.“Luca.” Ethan warns, but Luca only glares at him,“What?” He snaps.“Not now, man. Come on!” Zane says, shaking his head, displeasure filled in his tone. “Well she lied to us, and if I'm this angry, imagine how my boy feels.” He chuckles, shaking his head, “I still can't believe we got played. Damn.” But I remain silent. I don't want to even think or imagine what I will do. My emotions are all over the place, and I have to hold myself together because the last thing I want is to ruin the only good thing holding mum's memory.Tonight, we've hosted a fundraising gala, and all donations will be directed to the orphanages and the scholarship program meant to sponsor students who can't afford to go to med school. I love doing this for her, but tonight is just not it. I'm sitting at the VVIP table with my friends, who won't stop bickering about my apparent situation. “We can talk about this later. He d
SLOANE“He hates me.”“Can't exactly blame him in that department.” Isabelle says through her teeth. “Isabelle.” Rose gives her a look, but Isabelle just glares at me.“What!”“No, it's okay. I betrayed all of you, and no matter how sorry I am. What I did can't be written off with just an apology.” I say to Rose, who gives me a sympathetic look.“I doubt it's okay. Athena and Alex are on each other's necks because Alex is hell-bent on protecting you, and Athena is hell-bent on protecting Ian. You took a bullet for her, so that should tell you something about how low you went for someone who lost herself when she heard about your death to not take your side.”“Isabelle.” Rose stands.“No!” She shouts. Tears welling in her eyes, and it breaks my heart knowing I caused that. “Just stop! Stop making her feel like it's okay. What she did is fucked up. Now I have to fight with Luca, of all people because he won't stop running his mouth and I have an obligation to defend you because you're
IANBlood splutters everywhere as I throw a punch at Andrew. Cheers echo around me as I throw another and another. I don't even realize I've knocked the little shit out until Anderson pulls me back and the ref declares me the winner. “I don't really recommend killing in front of a thousand fans. Are you planning on going to jail?” He scolds, and I grab the towel from him so I can clean my hands.“I wasn't going to kill him. The little shit shouldn't have provoked me.” I spit, walking out from the cheers and avoiding crazy fans outside.I only came here to let off steam since my punching bag isn't doing it for me. I had just arrived when Andrew thought it was wise to call me a pretty weak boy so I smiled while I put him in the fucking hospital. “Should we maybe talk about-”“Don't,” I growl.I don't want to fucking hear it. Talk about it or even think about it.Six fucking years.I thought my wife died because of me, and I have lived like a shell for Six fucking years, then she just
SLOANE“I really don't like this,” Tyson says as he drives us to Mum Ari's house. Kate and Nate are asleep in the back seat, too tired to ask if we're there yet. I guess they're the only ones excited about this trip.“They're my family, Ty. The kids deserve to know them.” I explain, hoping he will understand why I'm doing this.Tyson has been a very good friend in so many ways and stayed with us even when he didn't need to. When I was overcoming postpartum, he helped me take care of the twins, which was so hard because, unlike Nate, Kate had some complications and needed 24/7 supervision. With the secret hanging over our heads, Alex had to be extra careful because Ian is equally as powerful, if not more, and I couldn't leave the city or the country because his friend Zane would get wind of it. Honestly, I've never hated power and influence as much as I hated it those days.“But what will happen to me?” He asks as he steps on the brakes, waiting for the traffic lights to turn green.