LOGIN(Ryan’s POV)
The quiet hush of the room was only disturbed by the steady hum of medical equipment and the faint rustle of the photo album that now rested on dad’s lap.
Owen sat beside him, still holding his hand lightly when I stepped in. Owen looked up immediately and I knew he saw it.
The faint redness in my eye
(Author’s POV)The solemn stillness in the air deepened as the clock ticked forward. The staff moved quietly in the background, the mansion wrapped in subdued shades of silence.Owen remained seated with Mark and Sophie, their presence offering a calm, grounded comfort.And then, Ryan descended the staircase. Dressed in a tailored black suit, his usually sharp and confident features were subdued today, eyes dimmed, jaw tight, hands clenched into fists at his side.He approached slowly, giving a respectful nod to Aurora’s parents before shaking Mark’s hand and accepting Sophie’s soft embrace.Shortly after, Asher appeared, his walk slower than usual. Though always the charming one, today his charm was b
(Author’s POV)The golden hue of early morning poured into the room, gentle and quiet. Nothing had changed and yet, everything had.Alexander still lay peacefully, as if in slumber. And just like last night, his sons remained near him.Aurora stirred first, slowly opening her eyes to find herself nestled between Owen and Asher on the long couch. Their heads leaned near her shoulders, faces marked with fatigue, grief, and the kind of emotional exhaustion words couldn’t describe.Ryan was in the armchair, arms folded, his breathing steady, his head tilted back, lost in an uneasy sleep. Ian lay near the bed, on the small rug, his fingers resting gently against the blanket covering Alexander’s feet almost as if holding on to whatever presence he could feel.
(Author’s POV)The world outside was slowly shifting into dusk, the mansion cloaked in a quiet that only comes after a storm of emotions. Inside Alexander’s room, time had stilled.Aurora sat on the floor between Ian and Asher, both of whom rested their heads on her shoulders. Tears had stopped for now but their eyes still burned, rimmed with red and exhaustion.They weren’t speaking. They just needed her. And she was there.Meanwhile, the soft creak of footsteps echoed as Ryan and Owen descended the grand staircase.No words passed between them, but their faces still carved with sorrow were now lined with quiet determination. Their grief would not stop them from giving their father the farewell he deserved.
(Author’s POV)The black Skylar car pulled into the long stone driveway, passing the familiar front gates. The mansion stood tall, regal as always but something about it felt different now.Too still. Too quiet.“Alright, let’s go find out what ‘important’ emergency Owen cooked up this time. Maybe he found gray hair” Inside the car, Ian stretched his arms and yawned.Aurora gave him a tight smile, but her hand gripped the door handle a bit too firmly.The car stopped. The driver stepped out and opened the back door. Ian hopped out first, full of casual energy. Aurora followed, slower, her instincts prickling.As they approached the front d
(Author’s POV)The grand living room of Skylar mansion was unusually silent, the kind of silence that clung to the walls like grief. James sat near the entrance, his phone in hand, trying over and over again to reach Asher.Call after call. Still unreachable.He let out a breath of frustration and sorrow, his thumb hovering over Ian’s contact, ready to try the next person.But just then, the front doors opened. Asher walked in, brushing dust from his jacket, his expression relaxed from the scouting trip. James stood up immediately, phone trembling slightly in his hands.“I…I was trying to reach you sir but the network was unreachable”.“Yeah, I
(Author’s POV)In RS Enterprise, the boardroom was buzzing with quiet intensity. The long oval table was surrounded by top-level executives, heads of departments, analysts, all focused on the large LED screen displaying graphs and projections for the next quarter.At the head of the table sat Ryan Skylar, his posture straight, expression sharp, dressed immaculately in a tailored navy suit. His pen tapped lightly against his notepad as he listened to a senior manager presenting a strategic growth plan.On his right, his assistant took notes swiftly, occasionally stealing glances at Ryan’s phone that buzzed on silent mode… once… twice… a third time. Ryan didn’t flinch. His focus was absolute.But when the assistant’s own phone l
(Aurora’s POV)I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought. My room was dimly lit, with only the soft glow of my bedside lamp casting warm light across the walls. The peaceful silence of the nig
(Ian’s POV)I was lounging at the back of the classroom with my friends. The classroom was buzzing with chatter and laughter as there was still time for our professor to arrive. I leaned back in my chair while lis
(Owen’s POV)For the first time in many years, my brothers and I are at home together. It just brings back memories of how we used to spend weekends playing together as kids, especially with our mother.
(Ian’s POV)I leaned casually against my car, scrolling through my phone as I waited for Aurora. My mind drifted to our tense, quiet drives the past few days, and I sighed.







