24Goodbyes and Beginnings Tessy folded her clothes neatly, tucking them into the suitcase one after another. She moved around the small room in a quiet rhythm, fold, place, smooth, like she was trying to keep her thoughts from spilling over. The night moon spilled its silver light through the window, brushing over her face and lighting up the room in soft shades. A faint breeze pushed the curtains inward, shifting them lazily and revealing the world outside.Her eyes drifted. Just beyond, Ryan’s bedroom window stood across the space. She froze, caught off guard by the sight. Memories surged without warning, his voice, his laughter, the sting of his words. For a heartbeat, she let herself feel it, then shook her head sharply. No. Even if she somehow bumped into him in the city, which was unlikely, she would walk past like a stranger. There was nothing left to say. And she was certain he’d ignore her too. Especially after the words he flung at her.The creak of the door snapped her ou
23 The Weight of Choices Dinner was filled with small chatter, the clink of cutlery, and the comforting normalcy of being together. Afterward, when Bruno carried dishes into the kitchen, he found Tessy already at the sink, sleeves rolled up.“You shouldn’t be doing this.” He frowned, taking the plate from her hands. “Go rest. Patty and I can handle it.”“I’m fine,” Tessy said with a grin, though her voice betrayed her weariness. “This helps me clear my head.”Bruno shook his head and nudged her aside. “No. I mean it.” He paused, his voice softening. “You know…I regret ever letting you give up your studies. You took on responsibilities that weren’t yours, just so I could go ahead with mine and Patty with hers. I should never have listened to you.”Tessy froze, her hands still damp with soap. The words stung, and for a heartbeat she couldn’t answer. Then she forced herself to swallow the lump in her throat.“No, Bruno,” she whispered, shaking her head. “You shouldn’t carry that guilt.
22 Shelved Dreams Five Years Later The mall buzzed with life. Carts rolled across polished floors, children tugged at their parents’ hands, and clusters of shoppers filled the aisles with chatter that rose and fell like a tide. The air was laced with the scent of fried snacks from the food court and the faint, sterile chill of air conditioning.Behind one of the counters stood Tessy, dressed in the mall’s uniform. The scanner beeped rhythmically in her hand as she swiped items across it, calling out totals with a tired but steady voice.Exhaustion clung to her face, subtle lines of weariness softening her features, but her beauty hadn’t dimmed. Her wavy black hair was pulled into a practical ponytail, her ember-hued eyes catching the overhead light whenever she looked up. Her lips, small and quirked naturally at the edges, still held a kind of quiet grace.She was no longer the girl she’d been years ago. She had grown into a striking young woman but her life circumstances hadn’t gr
21Strings in the DarkAlexander Smith dropped Victoria off at her penthouse before heading toward the Smith mansion.Victoria narrowed her eyes, her lips curling into a mocking smile.“I don’t understand, Alex. Why can’t I follow you back to the mansion? Do you think I don’t know my way around? Or where I live?” Her tone dripped with disdain, like she was being cast aside.Alex’s jaw flexed, his expression carved from stone. “Your supposed holiday in my mansion is over. Go back to your penthouse where you belong. You won’t be stepping foot in the Smith mansion again, until I say so.”Her voice sharpened. “I have the same right to the Smith mansion as you, as anyone else. You can’t just decide when I leave or stay. I’m tired of being ordered around like a child.”“Victoria.” His voice cracked like a whip, silencing her protest. “You need to reflect on your actions. Until you do, you are not welcome in my home. You are a bad influence, on my child, and on everyone else around you.” The
20Confusion Alexander Smith stood at the top of Grams’ house, where a narrow staircase led to the rooftop balcony. From there, the whole neighborhood stretched out like a quiet painting. The dim streetlights flickered against the cobblestone paths, and the cool night breeze carried faint traces of laughter that still lingered from the party below.Alex leaned against the rails, staring down at the yard. Most of the guests had already left. Midnight had long passed, and the first whispers of dawn were still tucked behind the horizon. The once lively celebration now looked hollow just a few figures moving about, clearing tables and packing away decorations.He sighed, his jaw tightening, brows furrowing with thoughts he didn’t want to name.“Alex!”The familiar voice pulled him from his silence. He didn’t need to turn to know who it was, but he did anyway, catching sight of Margaret climbing the last few steps.“You’re here,” she said, a little breathless. “I’ve been searching for you
19 CaughtRyan carried Tessy back to her house, back to the safety of her room. He set her gently on the bed. She hadn’t said a word since he pulled her away from the party, and the silence gnawed at him. Tessy was never like this.He furrowed his brows, sighing before lowering himself beside her.“Tessy… are you okay? I’m sorry about earlier.” His voice was careful, almost pleading. “Victoria, she’s just… too much sometimes. She acts irrationally, but she isn’t wicked. She likes to make fun, to provoke. But when you get on her good side, you’ll see she has a better side.”He was trying to console her, to soften the edges of what happened. But his words only made her chest tighten.Tessy finally lifted her gaze. Her face was pale, drained, her voice hoarse. Veronica words hurt her, it broke her, even though no single tears was shed, she was wrecked internally. “I thought you said she wouldn’t be there. Why was she?” Her question cut him, and guilt pressed on his chest.“I… She…” He s