Bill's POVWe stumble down the hallway, still caught up in each other. I lift Serena into my arms, making her laugh softly against my lips. I carry her through the door, her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer. The door shuts behind us, but we barely notice. I gently lay her down on the
Bill's POV"What do you mean Max is dead?" I ask. James takes a deep breath. "I heard it from a reliable source. I know this guy, Steve — he's pretty connected in some circles. Steve says the mafia found out where Max was hiding.”As James speaks, a sinking feeling settles in my stomach. I had blac
Serena's POV Bill is hiding something from me, and I can sense it. This morning, as he drives me to work, he's unusually quiet. Normally, we chat about our plans or joke around, but today, he seems lost in his thoughts. His fingers tap the steering wheel lightly, and every now and then, he glance
Bill's POVAs I sit in the sterile, softly humming hospital corridor, I watch through the glass as nurses bustle around Ana, setting up for her chemotherapy session.My stomach tightens as I see her small form on the bed, tubes and monitors connected to her. No kid should have to go through this.I
Bill's POVSofia's expression shifts, worry replacing the relief. "I don't know about this, Mr. Richardson. I already told you he's a stubborn man. He only listens to what he thinks is right."I nod, understanding her hesitation. "I get it, Sofia. But maybe this time, you can get through to him. Rem
Serena's POVIt's another court hearing for Doris, and I’m seated beside Bill. The courtroom is filled with murmurs and whispers as people settle into their seats. Witnesses take the stand one by one, singing praises about Doris. They paint her as a kind and generous person, a devoted friend, and a
Bill's POVHansen's voice cuts through the tension in the room. "Ms. Tipton, is it true that you threatened Ms. Nixon, saying you would hurt her and her baby?"Doris gasps, her eyes wide with feigned shock. "Absolutely not," she says, her voice trembling. "I would never threaten anyone, especially n
Serena's POVAs the audio recording begins to play, I feel a knot tighten in my stomach. My eyes are fixed on Doris, who sits with an air of false calm, her eyes occasionally darting towards the jury.The recording is grainy, but Doris's voice comes through sharp and cold. I brace myself, listening