Mag-log inLESLIE'S POVONE WEEK LATER“Are you still angry?" I stretched my hand across the table to hold his. He flipped it up and held mine instead despite the frown on his face.“I'm not." He shook his head.“Hey, you totally are," I pouted. “I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to keep something of such magnitude from you. At that time, I had been in a lot of danger back to back and you blamed yourself for it, so much so that you requested for a divorce. I didn't want to add to your guilt by telling you." "Were you planning to tell me eventually?”"Of course." I bit down on my lips. “Eventually. I would have come to you when I was ready to expose them, just like I did.”He stared at my hand, his finger touching my wedding ring. “You’ve gone through a lot since I put this ring on you.”"And I wouldn't have had it any other way,” I smiled. "Thanks to meeting you, I became stronger and found a way to show off my capabilities. I even found my mum. Every single promise you made to me, you've fulfille
DIANA’S POV“BREAKING NEWS: Liliana Webster is dead. The socialite reportedly fell from the top of the Webster Group building last night, sending shockwaves through the city. Details surrounding her death remain unclear as authorities begin their investigation.”My eyes snapped to the television just as footage of the Webster Group was shown and traces of blood could still be seen on the ground.I stood and screamed as I swept everything on my vanity desk to the ground. She told me to look forward to the news and this was what she gave me? Her sextape and now news about her death?What a total failure.“Leslie, Leslie." I gripped my head and yelled. “Why is it so hard to get rid of you? Why do you keep escaping everytime? Why?" If she was not in the picture, I was sure Saint would have forgiven me. I was young and stupid back then so I hurt him but Leslie…she hindered me from getting him back.I grabbed everything within reach and threw it until my anger subsided. I sat on my bed as
LESLIE’S POVI sat up slowly, my body feeling like it was run over by a truck. I touched my forehead, noticing a damp towel on it and pulled it away. I jumped when I finally noticed mum beside my bed, she was asleep.I shook her gently. “Mum? Why are you sitting on the floor?" Her eyes fluttered open and her face contorted with worry. “Why are you up already? You had a fever last night and you were crying and talking in your sleep." She leaned up to touch my forehead. “Thank goodness, it is not as hot anymore. What have you been up to lately? You didn't sleep at home for two days and when you came back, you had a fever." I smiled at her nagging and held her hand. “I'm fine now. Sorry to have made you worried." “You don't have to keep it all bottled in, Leslie,” she said and I froze.It was the first time she had called me by my name. I was always ‘child’ or ‘you’, not Leslie.I gripped her hands tightly. “Do you…do you remember me? You…you called my name.”"Did I forget you before?
LESLIE'S POV “Ana!" I fell to my knees and crawled to the edge, my hand stretched out to grab her but I was too late. Time froze and I could only watch helplessly as my sister fell down a great height, her scared eyes on me. I screamed and leaned forward as she slammed against the ground, blood pooling underneath her almost immediately. “Liliana!" Saint yanked me back and pulled me to my feet with my shoulders. He shook me harshly. “Are you crazy? Are you trying to fall with her too? Do you not have any fear at all?" “Let me go." I struggled against his hold, my eyes and my thoughts on the edge of the rooftop. “My sister…my sister is down there. I have to go to Liliana. I have to go to her!”“Get yourself together!" He grabbed the back of my head and forced me to keep my eyes on him. He was furious. “There is nothing you and I can do now!" My lips trembled and I grabbed his arm as I fell to the ground. I hit the ground with my fist and cried out, my body shaking with tears.“Lesl
LILIANA’S POVI sat on the ground with my leg crossed, my head raised to the heavens. I couldn't believe that I've never been to the company's rooftop in all my years of working here. The sky looked close enough to touch from here.I closed my eyes as the wind blew my hair in my face, it was so peaceful. Unlike the crossfire I was facing online. Like a bad habit, I grabbed my phone and checked my name on the trending list again.I had read so much of the hate comments that it now felt like I was reading a novel in which I was the main character. I had yelled, cried and cursed enough.Now, I was just numb.‘I’ve always known there was something weird about her. Cheating on your husband is one thing but recording for social media, that's another level of bravery. She never loved that man.’A mocking smile spread on my lips. They were not wrong at all.‘This is quite shameful for both the Baxter and Webster family. How is she supposed to show her face in public going forward?’‘If I was
LESLIE'S POVI blinked my eyes open again, the sunlight from the window piercing and unavoidable. I groaned and the next second, the curtains were dropped.I raised my head to see Saint on the phone standing in front of it. I sat up, noting that his shirt was on my frame and we were still in his hotel room Tom booked.I headed for the bathroom first to wash my face and brush my teeth before returning to the bedroom. Saint was still in front of the window so I walked up to him and hugged him, his steady heartbeat almost lulling me back to sleep.He kissed my forehead and ended the call immediately. His fingers brushed my hair out of my face. “Did you sleep well?" I looked up and hummed. "Why did we not go back last night?”"You seemed tired and there was no harm in staying,” he shrugged. “The estate might not be the best place to be at the moment." “What about Liliana? Is she fine?" I bit down on my lips.“She's fine, I have not done anything to her." He grabbed my cheeks. “Leslie, y







