Masuk[Elena]"He should be in the playroom," Asher said suddenly, his hand curling tightly by his side as he rushed toward the room.Of course.I nearly cursed myself for not checking earlier.He pushed the door open.I rushed past him."Darian?" I called.Nothing.The room was clean, toys arranged neatly. No mess. No signs of a child who’d been in here and playing.My stomach churned."There’s no way," I whispered."I’m sure he’s downstairs," Asher said quickly, forcing a small laugh that didn’t sound convincing at all. "He plays a lot, you know," he mumbled, rushing out of the room.Sweat broke out along my back.Asher rushed down the stairs and I followed, my steps uneven, my pulse hammering so loudly I could hear it in my ears.He stopped so suddenly at the foot of the stairs that I nearly ran into his back.The same woman I had seen earlier stood in the living room, the vacuum still humming weakly beside her, its cord trailing across the floor.Asher’s fingers curled into fists."How
[Elena]I didn’t know what the feeling was at first.I just knew it was there—heavy, settled deep in my gut, refusing to be ignored.Something was wrong.No.Not just wrong.Something was wrong with my child.The moment I shut my eyes last night, Darian’s face greeted me behind my eyelids. Not smiling. Not laughing. Just… pale. Too pale. His lips were faint, his eyes dull, his small body still in that hospital bed like time had frozen and refused to move forward.It felt too real.Too familiar.When I woke up, I told myself it was nothing. A bad dream. I told myself that it was just trauma clinging to me because I’d almost lost him once.But the feeling didn’t leave.It stayed. Sat heavy in my chest. Wrapped tight around my ribs.You know that feeling—when it’s like an invisible hand is squeezing your heart while another force drags you forward at the same time, urging you to move, to do something, even when you don’t know what.That was it.That was exactly it.I tried to ignore it.
[Asher]"What are you doing here?" I asked, my brow creasing deeply.Her eyes went wide, and she immediately shoved her hand behind her back."I asked a question. What were you just doing?" I asked, my brows drawing together.She froze, staring at me, lips parting like she wanted to speak—then closing again."Sir… I came to check on Darian," she finally said. "Just to make sure he’s okay before I retire to bed."My frown deepened."When you came to put him to bed earlier, what did I tell you?"Her lips pressed into a thin line. "You said…you said you’d handle it.""So why are you here now?" I pressed. "And I didn’t see you pass through the living room."Something flickered across her face—too fast to name.She bit down on her lip, her gaze darting briefly to the door behind her. "I was just worried, sir. I wanted to be sure he was sleeping well. I passed through the back since I knew you were busy in the living room."She was talking too fast.My eyes dropped to the arm she was still
[Asher]"What do you think I should do, man? Her behavior toward me is slowly killing me."I swallowed hard as I stared at Tristan. He was watching me like I was speaking a language he didn’t understand.He let out a short chuckle, lazily twirling the wine in his glass before taking a slow sip."And how exactly do you want her to behave toward you?" Tristan snapped.Hell, when it came to Elena, Tristan had never been on my side. He would defend her anywhere, anytime. That wasn’t new. It never was."No, tell me," he continued, his eyes narrowing slightly. "How do you want her to behave? You want her to hug you every time she walks in? Kiss you? Smile at you like nothing ever happened?"My chest tightened sharply at his words."I never asked for that," I said quickly. "I just—man, you needed to see her face earlier. Her expression, when I told her I’d make sure Vienna was found wherever the hell she’s hiding."My chest constricted as her face flashed in my mind. Cold. Guarded. So damn d
[Elena]"Hi, Elena," Owen mumbled, his lips stretching into a bigger smile. "Looks like our paths keep crossing."My brow creased as I stared at him and before I could stop it, a smile curled up my lips."You again?" I chuckled. He nodded, taking a step closer to me."I must have saved an entire country in my past life, for the universe to love me this much." His smile widened even more, and that was when I noticed the dimple on his cheek."Really?" I shook my head, my eyes fixed right on his silver eyes.The way they looked so bright under the light."I'm happy to see you again," he mumbled. I stared from him to the car he was leaning on before staring back at him."So what are you doing here?" I asked, and he blinked immediately, his lips parted, but he shut it back, a small smile playing on his lips."Oh. I have a friend who works there, I just came to say hi to him." He said, those smiles still not leaving his face. "And what about you?""Came to say hi to my brother," I mumbled a
[Elena]It's been five days since we brought Darian home and things have been slowly improving.At least, that was what it looked like on the surface.But Vienna’s message still rang in my ears, looping endlessly no matter how hard I tried to push it away. I told myself she wouldn’t dare act—not now. Not when she knew exactly what she had done and why she was hiding.What she committed was punishable. She knew that.And yet, she still threatened me.Threatened me over my child.The child she ripped away from me for three years of my life.Three years I could never get back.How evil did someone have to be to do that and still feel entitled?"Are you okay?"Asher’s voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back into the room. I blinked and looked up at him from where I was seated in his living room, my body stiff despite how familiar the place had become.This had been my routine for days. Driving here every single day just to spend enough time with Darian."I’m good," I mumbled, even







