INICIAR SESIÓNAnnalise’s POVThe ambulance doors slammed shut, and the siren swallowed the world.I do not remember climbing in. I only remember the bench seat digging into my back, the paramedic's rapid voice calling out numbers, the oxygen mask fogging over Andrew's pale face, and my own hand, locked around his, as though letting go would make him disappear. His fingers were cold. His skin had gone the color of candle wax. Every few seconds, the monitor above his head let out a thin, ragged beep, and every few seconds, my own heart skipped to match it."Stay with me," I whispered. "Do you hear me? Don't you dare."He did not answer.At the hospital, they took him from me. A swinging door, a gurney, a blur of white coats, and then a nurse's hand on my arm, steering me gently toward a waiting room with beige walls and a humming vending machine. I sat down because my legs would not hold me. I looked at my hands. They were shaking so badly that I tucked them under my thighs.Footsteps pounded down th
Andrew’s POVThe old man did not offer me a chair.He settled behind his desk, laced his fingers over the head of his cane, and looked at me across the polished mahogany for what felt like a full minute. The study smelled of leather and old paper. Behind him, floor-to-ceiling windows threw a long gold light across the carpet, and a wall of framed photographs watched me from the far side of the room. Annalise at five, gap-toothed and grinning. Xander in a graduation gown. A younger version of Grandfather Sterling beside a woman who must have been his late wife."Five years," he said at last. "Five years, and you never once thought to look for her.""I did look.""Not hard enough."I had no answer to that, so I stood and took it."Let me be plain with you, Hale." His voice was low, dry, and absolutely level. "I do not like you. I did not like your family when your father was young, and I did not like you when I offered you my granddaughter's hand eight years ago and you let her walk awa
Annalise’s POVThe study door closed behind Andrew with a soft, final click.I stood in the middle of the Sterling living room and stared at that door, my arms wrapped around myself, my pulse thudding in my ears. Grandpa's cane had tapped all the way down the hallway, slow and steady, and Andrew's footsteps had followed it without a word. Two men who had never once agreed on anything, shut away together in a room with thick walls and a bad temper."Don't," Tania said quietly from beside me."Don't what?""Don't go and put your ear against that door. I can see you thinking about it.""I wasn't.""You were. You've got the face." She tugged me toward the sofa. "Sit. Breathe. Eat something. Your whole family is trying to feed you, and I'm tired of watching you refuse."She had a point. The long dining table had been dragged into the center of the room, and my mother had apparently emptied half the kitchen onto it. Roast chicken, steaming rice, a bowl of fruit, three kinds of dumplings, an
Andrew’s POVI did not remember opening the car door.One moment I was sitting in the back seat, watching the Sterling gates rush toward me, counting my own pulse. The next, I was standing on gravel with the engine ticking behind me, and the only thing in the world was the staircase in front of the mansion.She stood at the bottom of it.Five years. I had imagined this moment so many times that I had worn the edges off it. I had pictured her older, harder, glittering with some new coldness. I had pictured myself saying something clever, or cruel, or nothing at all. But she was just Annalise. Her hair was tangled and her blouse was torn at the sleeve, and she had a smudge of dust across her cheek. She looked exhausted. She looked furious. She looked like the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.And beside her stood three small figures in capes.My chest tightened, hard, a fist closing around my heart. I pressed a hand to my jacket, over the pocket where the butterfly mask lay, and for
Annalise’s POV"Amazing?" I repeated weakly. "Xander, I just lost my children for three days, got locked in a security room, and nearly got dragged out of a taxi by your bodyguards. Which part of that is amazing?""The part where you had three kids and didn't tell your own brother!" He had not stopped staring at the triplets. He crouched down in front of Abby, who regarded him with grave suspicion, then looked up at Liam and Max, then back at me, his mouth hanging open. "Three! At once! And look at them, they're perfect. They're tiny superheroes. Big Sis, I'm an uncle. I'm actually an uncle, and I didn't even know it.""You're an uncle of five now," Tania said dryly. "Congratulations.""You're the one who gave my mommy a heart attack," Max informed him, folding his arms. "Just so you know."Xander blinked. "I did what?""You sent the bad guys after us.""They were my men! They were trying to rescue you!""We didn't need rescuing," Max said. "We had a plan.""He's right, Daddy," Annie
Andrew’s POVFor a few seconds, nobody in the garden moved.The quartet's bow hung frozen over a cello. A guest's champagne glass tilted until it spilled across her lap, and she did not notice. A cloud of rose petals, stirred up by the women's running feet, drifted slowly down onto the aisle and settled like snow. Somewhere behind the hedges, the fountain kept murmuring, as if nothing at all had happened.Then the whole garden exploded."Did you see that?""Those women just kidnapped those children!""No, no, they took them back! The kids called one of them Mommy!""Call the police!""Who was that? Who was she?""Andrew, what is happening?" The officiant had dropped his notes, and his round face had gone the color of dough. "Mr. Hale, should we pause the ceremony? Should I...?"I did not hear him.I was already running.I tore down the aisle, shoving past the ushers, trampling the white roses someone had spent a week arranging. My jacket flew open. My shoes slid on the wet petals. Beh
I only glanced at the device once then went about my morning routine.After I was done, I picked up my phone to find several messages piled up.[Annalise, where are you? Why aren't you answering my calls?][Where did you sleep last night, Annalise?][What is going on between you and Alexander Sterl
My fingers instinctively tightened around the phone, hearing Tania’s words.I didn't hear her wrong, did I?“I checked your marriage certificate, Anna. It was fake!” Tania groaned. “Don’t tell me the scumbag tricked you!”Tricked me…Aiden himself asked me to marry him.Three years ago, he’d knocke
Cassandra pointed at me, her soft voice echoing in the hallway. That was when Aiden peeled his gaze from her, and the tender look on his face was instantly gone.But instead of appearing confused, only fear and frustration flashed in his eyes.He quickly let go of Cassandra, While Cassandra tremb
“We are sorry, Miss. We tried our best, but the fetus was gone. We had to evacuate it to prevent damage to your womb.”The word “it” echoed through my mind, cutting through my last strand of hope.Yet, the doctor’s words, along with the beeping of the heart’s monitor and every noise inside the hosp







