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An Empty Victory
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2026-07-05 18:17:15
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He was never mine An Empty Victory
Wyatt's POVI called her nonstop after she left. Then I stopped three weeks ago. Not because I gave up. Around seventy-seven unanswered call, I finally heard what the silence meant. She wasn’t hiding or waiting. She was done. The quiet was her answer, and I had to respect it even if it tore me apart.What I'd wanted to tell her was simple. That I'd been building a case against Celeste long before any anonymous evidence appeared. That I collected hospital records, money trails, and witness stories.I'd wanted justice for her too, just in my own way, and I never got the chance to say it.I think about that more than I should.One afternoon I drove to Monochrome on impulse. I sat outside for ten minutes before I forced myself inside. The second I walked through the door, conversations died. Someone at reception saw me and looked away fast. It wasn’t mean at all, just awkward.Elise came out of her office before I made it three steps further. She didn't smile and I didn't expect her t
He was never mine Nothing Left Behind
Wyatt 's POVI don’t remember sitting on the floor.One minute I was standing in the bedroom. Next, I was leaning against the couch with my tie still hanging loose around my neck.Three bottles of whiskey sat open on the coffee table. Another had rolled onto its side near my feet, the last few drops staining the hardwood.I hadn’t been trying to get drunk. I just kept pouring. Because every time the glass emptied, I had something to do with my hands.The moment I stopped, they wouldn’t stop shaking.The apartment had never felt this empty. Less than a day ago, Avery had been here.Even when she wasn’t speaking, I always knew she was somewhere. In the bedroom, in the kitchen, sitting on the balcony sketching.Now, nothing felt like home anymore.My phone has been buzzing nonstop since midnight. Forty-eight missed calls and seventeen messages from Marcus, Elise, and my assistant piled up. I flipped it face down. I had nothing to say to any of them. Every time I tried to think about som
He was never mine What Was Left Of Us
Wyatt’s POV"I never lost it in the first place."Everything inside me went still. I heard the words, but they didn’t belong to the woman standing in front of me."W…what?" My mouth opened but nothing came out. I swallowed. “W…what?”I stared at her, waiting for her to take it back but she didn’t.She didn’t look away. She didn’t even try to soften it. She just looked at me and waited for me to believe her."You remembered…” I said. “You've remembered this whole time?""Everything." She said so calmly that it frightened me. “Ridgefield, the hospital, the baby, Celeste, your family." Her eyes stayed on mine. “And you.”I forgot to breathe.My chest tightened painfully. I stood frozen, staring at her, unable to make sense of anything.“I wasn’t confused, I wasn’t trying to remember, I already knew everything.”Every sentence stripped away another piece of the life I’d believed we shared.I found my voice eventually. "Then why disappear from the hospital?""Because I couldn't stay."
He was never mine Never Lost
Wyatt's POV"Celeste deserves something worse than prison."I stopped dead.The phone was still pressed to my ear, Marcus saying something on the other end, but the words blurred into noise.Every muscle in my body locked. For a second, I actually wondered if I’d heard her wrong.“After everything she took from me,” Avery continued, her voice carrying through the half-open bedroom door, “she deserves hell.”I didn’t move. My feet felt rooted to the floor, as if taking another step would somehow make whatever I was hearing not real."Nate was never the target."She paused, her voice cold. "None of this would've happened if she'd just left me the fuck alone."My grip tightened around the phone until my knuckles ached.“No,” she said, quieter this time. “Wyatt still doesn’t know.”She went silent for a moment, and when she spoke again, there was something fragile in her voice.“I never thought things would turn out like this.” “Wyatt?” Marcus’s voice cut through the phone. “You there?”
He was never mine Someone Knows More
Wyatt’s POVMarcus dropped into the chair across from my desk and exhaled hard, looking like he’d been running on coffee and bad news.The fact that he’d come straight in without so much as a greeting told me whatever he had wasn’t good. I looked up from the papers on my desk.He dragged a hand across his face. "You know, at this point, throw a rock in New York and there's a decent chance it'll hit somebody who hates your family.""This isn't funny.""I didn't say it was funny." He held up both hands. "I said it's statistically possible."He started counting on his fingers. "Former employees, competitors, people Celeste wrecked, people Nate wrecked while he was drunk and not paying attention." Another finger went up. "Possibly an entire support group meeting somewhere that none of us know about.""Marcus.""You people collect enemies like trophies. It's impressive, honestly. In a terrible way."I leaned back in the chair and looked at him. "Why are you actually here?"The humor disa
He was never mine Targeting My Family
Wyatt's POVI barely slept that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Avery push against my chest, cover her mouth, and rush to the bathroom. Her pale face in the mirror afterward stuck with me. Stress wasn’t new to Avery. I’d seen her carry more than most people could survive. But this? This didn’t look like stress.By six-thirty, I went downstairs.I made tea, toasted some bread, and cut up the last strawberries in the fridge. Nothing heavy, just things she might actually keep down. I arranged everything onto a tray and made my way upstairs to our room.Maybe she was right. Maybe she just needed rest.I pushed the bedroom door open with my shoulder, tray in both hands.She was awake, sitting up against the headboard, phone in hand, thumbs moving across the screen at a speed that didn’t match someone who was stressed. Then she saw me. The screen went off, the phone flipped face-down and slid it under the pillow.I stood in the doorway and looked at her."That looked suspicious
He was never mine Danger Looms
Avery’s POVI was still standing on Nina's apartment building stairs with heavy bags weight on my shoulders, staring at Jessica.“You’re Marcus’s girlfriend.”The words didn’t make sense in my head.Marcus… Wyatt’s head of security, the man who was always beside him in Seabrook, watching everything
Última atualização : 2026-03-24He was never mine Manipulation
Nate’s POVOne week in Paris was done, now we are in Italy, the second stop on this endless honeymoon.I sat on the hotel balcony with my laptop open to the same articles I’d read a dozen times already. Jason Shortman’s attempted murder case against Celeste, the police reports, hospital records an
Última atualização : 2026-03-23He was never mine Paris
Nate’s POVIt’s been two days in Paris. Our luxury hotel for our honeymoon overlooked the Eiffel Tower, the kind of view that should’ve been romantic.But It wasn’t.Celeste had planned everything down to the last minute. Breakfast at eight, Louvre at ten, lunch at some Michelin-starred restaurant,
Última atualização : 2026-03-22He was never mine Severance
Avery’s POVOn the third day I kicked Wyatt out, the beach house was already suffocating me because of its silence. I kept on checking the door, glancing at my phone expecting his name to light up the screen. No calls and no texts. He actually listened.I told myself this was what I wanted, space
Última atualização : 2026-03-22
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