LOGINVICTORIA'S POV “How dare he push me away like that?” I lashed out as I walked out I left his room with my head held high, but inside I was boiling. The door clicked shut behind me, and I walked down the hallway to my own room. Every step echoed with the anger I was barely holding back. “How dare he look at me with that distant, cold expression when I was trying to be sweet and supportive?” I couldn't help but feel like I had wasted my life just for some woman to come in from nowhere. After everything I had done for him, my body, my time, and a good five years of playing the perfect fiancée…he treated me like I was nothing.I had seen more reason to take up the deal with the Sinclairs. That woman had to go.I closed the door to my room and locked it, leaning against it for a moment to catch my breath. The luxurious space, my walk-in closet, the expensive furniture and the jewelry on the dresser… all of it should have made me feel powerful. But right now, all it did was multiply
ALEXANDER'S POV Sitting at the edge of my bed in a room that was quiet like a graveyard, with the light so dim that it cast long shadows around the room… I reminisced on how unexpected and meaningful thr day had been. It was one of the best years I had experienced in years. I couldn't get my head off them, off her. Their laughter, their little run arounds in the house with their tiny feet pattering on the marbled floor. Their tiny fingers pointing at flowers and every little thing that caught their attention. And then… her smile, Elena. She was so beautiful, really beautiful. Especially when she got her guards down. When she felt relaxed, and when she stared at the kids with such admiration. “This is what it feels like…” I was so happy, happier than I had been in a long time. The joy wasn’t just from the children, though they had stolen a piece of my heart the moment I saw them. It was also from her. Elena. Thinking about her made my heart flutter in a way I hadn’t felt in y
ELENA'S POV I stood there frozen, my hand still gripping the door handle.“Open up, Elena,” he said, his voice as calm as it always was. I opened the door, and without wasting a second, he walked right past me into the apartment like he owned the place. He didn’t ask, neither did he wait for an invitation. Marcus never did. His expensive shoes clicked against the bare floor, each step deliberate, echoing too loud in the quiet I’d been sitting in all evening. The faint scent of his cologne rolled in after him. Cedar and smoke. Something sharp and costly I couldn’t name. It filled the small space in seconds, and it hit me like a very big blow. Memories I had spent years trying to bury clawed their way back up my throat. For a moment, I couldn’t move. My body felt locked in place, feet glued to the threshold, fingers still curled around the doorknob like if I held on tight enough, this wouldn’t be real. And suddenly I wasn’t twenty-eight anymore. I was sixteen again, standing in
ELENA'S POV “I swear, if one more stress-related activity comes up today, I'm going to sit on the floor and refuse to get up!”I said it out loud to nobody as I dropped my keys, my bag, and half the strength I had already lost by the door. I was back home and alone in the quiet apartment, sweaty and tired.The twins were still at the estate with Alex, and the silence felt both peaceful and heavy. I sat on the couch, staring at the wall, replaying the last couple of hours in my mind.We spent the entire afternoon and some parts of the evening together… me, the twins, and Alex. It was strange at first, but the children made it easy. They ran around the gardens, laughing and pointing at everything. He had shown them the pool from a safe distance, the playroom, and even let them feed the fish in the small pond. He was patient with them, answered their endless questions without glancing at his phone once. He met every one with a real answer, sometimes kneeling to their level so he coul
ELENA'S POV I went straight to the Grey estate after work. The taxi dropped me off at the grand iron gates, and I stood there for a moment, staring at the massive property stretching out before me. My heart pounded hard against my ribs. This place held a bad memory. Five years ago, I had come here desperate, begging to see Alex, only to be turned away by the guards and that woman with cold and cruel words. I had left that very day, heartbroken and terrified.“We're here,” I said, tapping my laps. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. The guards at the gate nodded politely like Alex had given them notice that I was coming. It was the same guards, the same black suit and wired phones. I wondered if they recognized me, or simply forgot about a nobody that came begging at the gates of the Greys.I walked past them, my steps slow on the long driveway. The estate was even bigger than I remembered. Tall trees lined the path, perfectly manicured lawns stretched on both sides,
VICTORIA'S POV“That slimy whore!” I walked towards the exit of the building, my heels clicking sharply against the tiled floor.“How dare she speak to me like that? How dare she threaten me? The nerve of that woman, acting like she had any power here.”My chest burned with anger, so hot that I couldn't breathe. I paised for while and stared at my reflection in the mirror-like wall. I adjusted my lipstick, making sure the tension wasn't still visible for anyone to see. I had spent years building my place beside Alex, and she thought she could just show up with his children and ruin everything?“That's never going to happen!”The furry still persisted despite how much I tried to stay calm. I continued towards the exit of the building when Landon appeared, walking towards me. He stopped when he saw me, concern flashing across his face.“Victoria? What are you doing here at the office?” he asked, falling into step beside me.“I don’t want to talk about it.” I brushed past him and wal







