Se connecterSienna’s Point of View
I didn’t think I would be standing by the side of my husband, a man who only married me because he wanted to keep his position, but well, shit happens, and here I was with him.We stepped out of the car together after he broke down and I had sat there comforting him. The same man who had broken me.When he pulled over in front of the home where they had been taking care of AJ, he stopped the engine and just stared at the building, frozen. I haSienna’s Point of ViewI stared at Alaina’s apartment building through the windshield, my lips trembling as hot tears spilled over my eyelashes.My father’s voice echoed in the back of my mind, “No one will ever love you.” I had foolishly thought I could find real love, that maybe, just maybe, I could be chosen over someone else. But I guess I was always destined to be alone.I knew I should just get out of the car and go in, but my feet felt like lead. A wave of hesitation washed over me; the best thing to do was just drive away, rent an Airbnb for a few weeks, and figure out my life in silence. But who was I kidding? I didn't even have the money for that right now.I couldn't just barge in and burden Alaina with my mess. Maybe I should call Sean instead. He wouldn’t mind taking me in. He would ask questions, and I would lie to him.But I know Sean would involve Orana, and I can’t lie to my s
Sienna’s Point of ViewI didn’t think I would be standing by the side of my husband, a man who only married me because he wanted to keep his position, but well, shit happens, and here I was with him.We stepped out of the car together after he broke down and I had sat there comforting him. The same man who had broken me.When he pulled over in front of the home where they had been taking care of AJ, he stopped the engine and just stared at the building, frozen. I hated this man, but right now, looking at him, he looked so scared. So small.“Do you want me to come with you?” I offered, my voice soft in the quiet car.He turned his head to look at me; his dark eyes filled with hesitant questioning.“Do you want me to come with you?” I asked again, making sure he knew I meant it.“You... you wouldn’t mind?” he rasped.“Of course not. I’ll be here as long as you need me,” I sa
Darian’s Point of View“Sienna, please,” I pleaded, getting right into her space. But as she looked up at me with tears welling in her eyes, it shattered my fucking black heart.“I want to be free, Dare. I can’t live in this cage,” she insisted, her voice breaking as I closed my eyes against the pain. “The baby is gone. I’m sure your grandfather will understand.”“We didn’t sign a prenup,” I gritted out.“So?”I held her gaze, delivering the reality of her life. “Because there is no divorce in this family, Sienna. It’s 'til death do us part.'”“What? That’s crazy—you can’t force me to stay!”“I know. But all I’m asking for is a chance. Let me—”“It’s just your guilt talking, Dare,” she cut in softly. “I know you feel bad about what happened, but&mdash
Sienna’s Point of ViewWhen I walked out of the nursery, I found Darian sleeping on the floor right outside the door. I squatted down and watched him in the dim hallway.I used to love watching him sleep, the way his thick, dark lashes always drew me in, softening the harsh edges he showed the rest of the world.For one selfish moment, my hand had reached out toward his face, aching to touch him. But I stopped myself just in time. I didn't want him waking up and finding me there like that.We were done, him and me.So, I had forced myself to stand up, carefully stepping around him to get to my room. Once I changed, I grabbed some breakfast to go, and Matilda had gently convinced me to let Greta drive me.I needed to file for a divorce.“It’s barely been a month since the two of you got married, am I correct?” my lawyer, Bernardo, asked me, leaning back in his desk chair.I nodded stiffly. “Yes.&rdq
Darian’s Point of ViewI stood by the kitchen door, listening in silence as Sienna and Matilda talked. I decided to let them have their moment, and once I was certain she was actually eating, I slipped past them unnoticed and headed up to my room.When I got inside, I could do nothing but stare blankly at the wall.‘What the fuck did I do?’I had ruined the only good thing in my entire life because I couldn't even listen to her side of the story. Because I was so fucking angry that I hadn’t realized I had been fucking played.If only I had been by her side when she first found out she was pregnant, would things have been different?After changing out of my suit, I walked out of my room and pushed open the door to the nursery she had been preparing for the baby.Standing in the middle of the soft, muted room, a devastating thought hit me. If she knew her heart wasn't going to make it, had she done all of this for me?I walked over to the crib, where the fresh sheets were neatly tucked
Sienna’s Point of ViewI couldn't seem to concentrate on anything. I had tried opening my Kindle, but I couldn't even read the words on the page. I tried taking a walk around the estate gardens, but I couldn't stomach it and came right back inside.Maybe running?Fuck. I couldn't even run now. My body was still far too weak, and my cardiologist’s warnings kept ringing in my ears.I should just leave now. I hadn't signed any prenup, and I was as broke as ever, so I didn't care about the money or the estate. I didn't mind walking away with nothing.I would be known as the woman who was only married for a month. But people had gotten divorced within twenty-four hours of marriage, so this wouldn't even be a surprise to anyone.I decided it was time I called a lawyer. I stood up, but a wave of drowsiness hit me, making my head spin. I had spent the entire day—or was it two?—without eating a single bite.I forced myself to make my way toward the bedroom, knowing I needed to get organized so
Orana’s point of viewHe said it meant nothing.The words replayed in my head long after I stepped out of the car, long after the meeting ended, long after I forced myself to breathe.He said it was a mistake. Heat of the moment.I should have felt relieved. Instead, I felt unsettled.Because if it
Orana’s Point of View“Are you ready for this, Orana?”The question cut through the low hum of the jet engines just as the door opened, letting in a rush of New York air. I didn’t answer immediately. Instead, I stood at the top of the stairs, my fingers curling tightly around the rail as my gaze s
Orana’s Point of View“Mama, you’re staring at me again.”I blinked, dragged back into the present by a small, sweet voice.My daughter stood in the middle of the room with her tiny hands planted on her hips, already dressed, already impatient. Her curls framed her face in soft chaos, and her green
Callahan’s point of view“Did you read the divorce papers?” My friend and lawyer, Maddox, asked as he walked into my office.It took her a fucking week to finally decide to send the documents back.I raised my eyebrows, wondering what he was talking about. I thought I just needed a signature, and I







