MasukBRADFORD'S POV I stepped out of the elevator, my mind already rehearsing what I was going to say to Lynette, on how I was going to make this right and get rid of whatever seed of doubt she might’ve had. But I barely made it two steps before I stopped in my tracks when I saw my father walking into the lobby. He was dressed in his usual tailored suit, his silver hair perfectly combed, his hands clasped behind his back. He looked like he owned the building. Which, technically, he did. I exhaled and walked slowly to meet up with him. “Father,” I said carefully, trying to hide my uneasiness. “What're you doing here? You didn't tell me you were coming.” "Well, you wouldn't come to see me, so I decided to come to you," he responded, his voice was calm and measured, like the voice of a man who was used to getting what he wanted. I rubbed the back of my head, closing my eyes briefly. ‘Oh, right. I've forgotten about that.’ "You've been avoiding my calls, giving me excuses about work."
BRADFORD'S POVThe machines were beeping softly in their steady rhythm filling the quiet room.Rachel lay still in the hospital bed, her face was pale against the white pillow. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was shallow. She looked smaller, and more fragile than last week.My heart broke at the sight, and it was more painful cause I could no longer do anything to save her."She had a rough night, but she's stable now," the doctor said beside me in a low, professional tone, "and that's all we can offer at this point.”“Her body is shutting down slowly. There's nothing more we can do now…than to keep her comfortable."My chest tightened at those words even though it wasn't the first time hearing them.I didn't say anything, I just nodded slowly in understanding.Benedict stood close to the window with his arms crossed over his chest. He was quiet for once.“I'm so sorry,” the doctor whispered, then he walked out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.I stood still for
LYNETTE'S POVI was standing by the window with my arms folded loosely across my chest, staring out at the city below.The glass was cool against my forehead yet it did nothing to calm my mind that wouldn't stop spinning since the conversation with Nicholas last night.For once in my life, I felt…stuck.Thinking about Nicholas, Bradford, the baby, and Gabrielle's words…everything was tangled together in my head, pulling me in different directions, and I wasn't sure which to go.‘Say yes to Nicholas, stay away from Bradford, focus on the perfect family you've always wanted.’But every time I thought about Bradford, my heart ached. Every time I thought about Nicholas, about the baby I was lying to him about, and he wants to take responsibility for, my guilt crept in, making the weight of it all feel too heavy on my chest.I had no idea what I was going to do.A soft knock came at the door interrupting my thoughts, but I didn't bother to turn around. "Come in."The door opened quietly,
LYNETTE'S POVI knocked on Gabrielle's door before I could change my mind.The door swung open a few minutes later. Gabrielle stood there, still in her robe, and her hair a little messy from sleep. Her eyes widened when she saw me.“Morning.”"Lynette?" She blinked rapidly. "What–what are you doing here? It's…" she glanced at the wall clock behind her inside. "It's not even seven yet.” She sounded more surprised than I expected.Then she moved aside for me to come in."I know," I said quietly and stepped inside, lingering near the door for a moment. "I just…I needed to talk to you.""Is…everything okay?" She inquired carefully, still staring at me like I'd grown a second head."Yes.” Then I shook my head as if countering myself, “No. I don't really know. That's why I'm here." I slowly walked to the couch and lowered myself on it.Gabrielle closed the door and came to take her seat across from me, pulling her robe tighter around her as though she was bracing herself for the unknown."
BRADFORDS POV The moment I opened the door, my brows pulled together in confusion when I saw that the lights were on. I froze and stopped just inside the doorway, my hand still on the door handle. I was sure I turned them off before leaving this morning. I tilted my head and mumbled quietly. “Or didn't I?” Then I heard a rustling sound followed by the soft click of a plate from the dining area. My eyes widened a little. ‘Someone's in my apartment?’ I gritted my teeth, then started to move very quietly, carefully. My fingers found the knot of my tie and pulled it loose. I slid it off slowly and held it in both of my hands, ready for whoever it was that had the guts to break into my apartment. I rounded the corner, and my hands slowly dropped when I saw my chaos of a best friend sitting at the head of my dining table with his feet up on the chair next to him, and a slice of pizza in his hand. My pizza, from my fridge of course. I raised my brows, staring at him in both s
LYNETTE'S POVI lay on my side in the softly lit bedroom, staring at my phone on the nightstand, waiting for it to light up with a call from Bradford, or even just a text.Regardless of what I told myself earlier, a small part of me was still hoping I was wrong, and that I at least meant something to him.So each time my phone buzzed with a call or text notification, I thought it'd be from him. But it'd been hours now since he told me he'd call me later, yet nothing at all.I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling.My hand slowly moved up, tracing my lips as the kiss replayed in my head again.The way his warm hands cupped my face, his soft lips on mine, the way everything else seemed to disappear at that moment…it's just so fucking hard to forget about him.But who on earth was this woman that always had him running?I still had no answer to the question, and that made it all more frustrating.I closed my eyes and rubbed my temple, trying to suppress the throbbing pain in my
BRADFORD'S POVThe shock on Lynette’s face was unmistakable. Her face turned pale and her warm brown eyes widened.She seemed to have recognised me even before I introduced myself. From magazines maybe, given that she's a fashion designer. She was staring at me like she saw something that wasn't r
LYNETTE'S POVI kissed him like I'd been hungry for it.And honestly, I have.He froze for a moment, probably shocked I moved so fast. Then he started to kiss me back slowly, as if he had all the time in the world. I wasn’t expecting his lips to be that soft. He pulled me closer with one hand and
LYNETTE'S POVI stood still, staring at the door Nicholas had just walked out through, tears streaming down my face.I cried for a few minutes.Then I suddenly wiped my face and walked out of the bedroom.‘He doesn't get to decide that.’“Nicholas?” I called out as I walked down the hallway.I sear
LYNETTE'S POV“Gabrielle, it's almost 5 pm,” I said, trying not to sound annoyed. “Why aren't you here yet?”“Sorry Lyn,” She said in a playful tone. “I'm almost at your studio.”“You said that twenty minutes ago,”I knew she was lying. She muttered something, and I could picture her biting her low







