Mag-log inDAVE’S POVI tightly gripped the spoon in my hand when I heard what Cassandra had said.“Believe me, Dave. I didn’t know you were already married. Dad never told me that you already had a wife. I only heard their conversation when I caught the two of them together in the same bed. Your mom made me believe that you were single. She kept pushing me toward you. And your meetings, your business trips, and your overtime? The two of them deliberately arranged all of those things so you would leave Neah alone. So Neah would get angry with you and your relationship would fall apart. They succeeded with their plans, but I won’t let them destroy your relationship again. I hate your mother. I hate her down to my bones. Can she even still be called a mother? Just for the sake of money and wealth, she hurt someone? And your extension in Las Vegas, my dad was the one who told me that you needed to extend your stay. He and your mom planned that so you wouldn’t be able to come home when Neah’s parent
NEAH’S POVWhen I woke up, I immediately looked at the person standing beside me. My eyebrows slightly furrowed because after two months, this was the first time I had seen Cassandra again.“Cas,” I softly called out. She gave me a small smile.“I heard what happened. How are you?” she asked shyly.“I’m fine,” I answered. Was I really fine? The only thing keeping me strong was the fact that I had made it back alive to my son and Dave. Maybe my hands could still be restored. What I mean is, maybe I would still be able to move my hands normally again.“I’m sorry for what I did to you before. I just came back to the country because I wanted to visit you. I was consumed by my anger back then, and that’s why I ended up humiliating you on social media. I’m really sorry, Neah,” she said guiltily. I only gave her a small smile. I could feel how genuinely sorry she was.At least she knew how to admit her mistakes, unlike Monica, who would probably choose to die before admitting that she had do
DAVE’S POVI forced myself to sit up once I could no longer feel the pain from the wound in my back. Liam helped me into the wheelchair before bringing me closer to Neah. My eyes immediately went to her hands, which were still covered in casts.It felt like someone had squeezed my heart all over again. Her hands were her life because they were what she used for designing. I could only hope that there would still be a miracle. I hoped she would still be able to use her hands and move them again.“Thank you, Liam,” I said to him. I owed Liam so much. He had never left us from the very beginning. He stayed. He even took time off from his duty because he wanted to focus on Neah and me, even though none of that was his responsibility to do.I gently caressed one of Neah’s hands. She was still sleeping peacefully. I could hear her quietly crying at night. I didn’t know how I could help her so she wouldn’t lose the thing she loved doing so much.Even though Liam said there was still a possib
NEAH’S POVAfter a few hours, Dave finally woke up. Just like me, the effects of the medication were still strong in his body. He was still staring blankly at the ceiling, as if he was trying to remember everything that had happened.Liam was already beside him, checking on Dave’s condition.“Where’s Neah? Is she okay?” he immediately asked Liam worriedly.“I’m here,” I answered. He quickly turned his head toward me. I gave him a small smile.“Oh, thank God, you’re safe!” He seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that I was still alive.“How are you? Does your back still hurt from the bullet wound?” I asked.“I can’t feel it yet because it looks like the anesthesia is still affecting me. Don’t worry about me because my injury isn’t that serious. I’m worried about you. What did Monica do to you?” I looked away from him and took a deep breath.“I’m okay. There’s no guarantee that I’ll still be able to use my hands properly, but I guess I should still be grateful that I’m
NEAH’S POVI slowly opened my eyes when I woke up. The first thing I saw was the white ceiling above me. I didn’t know if I was still alive or if I had already crossed over to the other side. I wanted to move my hands and feet, but it was as if I couldn’t feel them at all.Where am I? If I’m already in the afterlife, then why does the entire room smell like alcohol? Am I in a hospital?“Neah? I’m glad you’re finally awake.” I stared blankly at the man beside me. I just looked at him without saying anything, trying to remember what had happened. I was thinking about whether I was still alive or already dead. Was I still in the world of the living, or had I already crossed over to the other side?“It’s Liam. Do you recognize me? Please answer me. I need to know.” Liam asked worriedly. Of course, I remembered him, but it felt like I still wasn’t completely aware of myself. What happened? And where am I?Am I alive?“Neah, please, answer me.” Liam pleaded. I felt him hold my arm.“What ha
DAVE’S POVAfter the police managed to trace the route taken by Neah’s bridal car, we finally found the place where she had been taken. We all arrived at an abandoned hotel, and when we were still about a kilometer away from the hotel, we stopped using our vehicles so we wouldn’t alert the kidnappers to our presence.I didn’t know who had taken Neah because her kidnapper had been wearing a mask. I just hoped we would still find Neah alive and breathing. Please, Neah. I’m begging you. Don’t leave Kaiden and me. You can’t die. You can’t leave us now.“Mr. Montenegro, you shouldn’t come inside with us because it’s too dangerous. We don’t know how many armed men are with your wife’s kidnapper. Let us be the ones to go inside.”“No,” I quickly answered the police officer. “My wife is inside. My wife’s life is what we’re talking about here, so I’m not going to wait outside. I need to save her! I won’t be able to stay calm if I’m just sitting out here waiting for news from you.” I answered b
NEAH’S POVThree weeks had passed, yet every single day, Dave still came to my parents’ house to win me back. Ever since we buried our child, I had never returned to the home we once shared. I wanted to heal. Somehow, the thought of stepping back into that house terrified me because all I would rem
NEAH’S POVThree days after we lost our child, I sat silently in front of a tiny white coffin. It was so small. Far too small to hold the reality that a life had once existed there. I clutched the ultrasound photo tightly in my hands while tears streamed endlessly down my face. I no longer knew how
NEAH’S POVRain hammered against the windows as I stared blankly at my phone screen. My hands trembled while I clutched my stomach, the pain inside me growing sharper, as though something was slowly tearing me apart from within.“Please…” I whispered shakily, dialing Dave’s number again.For the se
DAVE’S POVI wrapped up the meeting as quickly as I could. Glancing at the time, I knew I could still make it to mine and Neah’s anniversary celebration. I was about to leave when Monica, my secretary, suddenly blocked my way.“Sir, you can’t leave yet. Your car tire blew out.”“What?” I asked in d







