Amanda’s POVI stared at my phone for so long that my vision blurred.Thomas White.The name alone carried weight, so much weight that my fingers trembled just looking at the name He wasn’t a man people called, he was the man who called you, if you were lucky enough to matter to him. And yet here I was, holding my phone like it was a ticking bomb, knowing Adam was right, knowing Levi’s safety was on the line, but still paralyzed by the thought of dialing those numbers.Adam paced in front of me like a restless mother. "Amanda, it’s just a call, not a marriage proposal."I shot him a sharp look. "Don’t joke about marriage, not right now."He froze, studying me, "I wasn’t joking. You’re terrified, aren’t you?"I didn’t answer, because the truth was written all over my face. Terrified wasn’t even the word asking Thomas for help felt like opening a door that couldn’t be closed again."Adam," I whispered, setting the phone down. "You don’t understand. Men like him, they
Amanda’s POVThe sound of the gavel still echoed in my ears long after the judge had risen and left the courtroom. Cold and final, It was supposed to mean order, justice, fairness. But to me, it sounded like a verdict before the trial had even begun.I walked out of that courtroom with the same weight I had carried for months. Adam’s kidnapping trial, Veronica’s looming lawsuit, Custody battles over Levi, now, as though the universe had conspired against me, I was painted as a murderer. The whispers followed me everywhere, through the corridors, down the tiled steps, into the parking lot where reporters pushed microphones into my face."Miss Amanda, do you have a statement about Veronica Steward’s death?""Did you and Mrs. Steward argue the night before her body was found?""Do you deny that you had motive, given her plans to take your son to his biological father?"I kept my eyes forward, my jaw tightly shut, refusing to give them what they wanted, a reaction. But
Amanda’s POVThe trip had been everything I didn’t know I needed.Levi’s hand tucked into mine, his smile brighter than the sun on his face, Adam’s quiet joke, those simple things stitched me back together in ways courtrooms and endless strategies never could.When we rolled our suitcases back into the house, I actually caught myself humming, the tension in my shoulders had eased, the lines around Adam’s eyes had softened. For the first time in forever, we looked like a family returning from holiday instead of refugees fleeing a war.I was still laughing at something Levi said when the knock came, I froze, suitcase handle slipping from my hand.There was a sudden shift in the air and i was sure Adam felt it with the way his eyes immediately moved to me.When I opened the door, I found three officers standing in their dark uniforms, faces looking like they were carved from stone."Amanda James?" the tallest one asked."Yes," I whispered, my throat already closing."
Selene’s POVThe glass of wine trembled in my hand, though I tried to steady it with a laugh, a hollow one. It wasn’t funny, nothing was, but it felt better to laugh than to scream. The nanny sat across from me, her hands folded neatly on her lap, her eyes too sharp for a servant. She had this way of tilting her head like she was waiting for me to finally break.And maybe I had."Madam, you’re not yourself," she said softly, almost too softly. "You’ve been carrying this burden alone.""Burden?" I scoffed, sipping again. The alcohol burned but not enough to numb me. "What do you know about burdens? Do you know what it feels like to have everything, but know it can be taken in an instant? Ryan doesn’t see it, Blair doesn’t understand it, and Veronica–" My jaw tightened. She's slowly becoming a pain in the ass."Her lips curved, the faintest smile. "Levi."The name was enough to choke me. "Yes, Levi. My mother-in-law doesn’t give a damn about Blair, Her eyes light up o
Amanda’s POVThe sound of the gavel slamming pulled me out of my thoughts, it felt like the judge had just passed a death sentence.Another Adjournment, another delay and another way for Veronica Steward to tighten the rope she had put around my neck.I stood outside the courthouse steps, the wind slapping sharply against my face, my heels rooted to the ground though every instinct screamed at me to run, the journalists were already there, cameras flashing, voices calling my name, throwing questions like my body had been opened for the world to see."Dr. Amanda, any comments on today’s ruling?""Is it true Veronica Steward is bringing forward new evidence?""Were you involved with Adam during the kidnapping?"I gritted my teeth, forcing my chin up, "No comments."It was all I could manage before walking into the waiting car, my pulse thundering in my ears, inside the car, the silence was suffocating.Adam’s voice from earlier echoed in my mind. "Don’t let them dra
Ryan’s POVThe house had never felt so suffocating.Blair’s sobs still echoed in my head long after I’d laid her down to sleep. Her tiny fingers had clutched my shirt like she was terrified I’d disappear. And all I could think was how much she sounded like me, begging, holding on, afraid of being left behind."Daddy, please don't leave me with her, i want to go with you." Her words and her little voice kept replaying in my head.What had happened for her to be so scared of Selene? Was i also neglecting my daughter?I thought about the trip i had been scheduled to leave tomorrow for, was it the right thing to do at this time?"God please help me, i am running insane." I muttered rubbing my hands down my face.I sat in my study, the lamp casting a tired glow over the stack of files on my desk. A half-packed suitcase leaned against the wall, mocking me. Tomorrow I’d leave for a business trip, but my mind was nowhere near the numbers waiting for me overseas.It was