I cleared my throat, desperate to ease the tension. “Um, did you guys notice that today? Uncle Albert seemed so close with Caleb, like never before,” I said with a nervous laugh. “I never thought they’d have that much in common. What did Caleb call Uncle Albert again? Connor?” “Corwin?” Peter sugge
Annie POV Peter and I sat side by side on the sofa in my parents’ study, my nerves so frayed I couldn’t stop biting my lips. Through the closed door, I could hear the muffled voices of my parents arguing, their tones tense, though I couldn’t make out their words. The weight of the moment pressed
Annie POV The air in the Davies’ mansion felt suffocating, the festive hum of my eighteenth birthday party downstairs drowned out by the chaos unfolding in the upstairs hallway. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might burst, my hands trembling as I stood between Peter and Caleb, their vo
Caleb POV The summer night pulsed with the chaos of Annie’s eighteenth birthday party, the Davies’ mansion alive with laughter, splashing water, and the relentless thump of the DJ’s electronic beats. Caleb stood by the pool, a neon cup of beer in his hand, his jaw tight as he watched the crowd. H
Conrad POV Laura Davies led me to a quieter corner of the mansion’s ground floor, a small sitting room tucked away from the pulsing chaos of Annie’s pool party. The space was cozy, with plush armchairs, a low coffee table, and shelves lined with books and framed photos. The muffled thump of music
Annie POV The pool party pulsed around me, a kaleidoscope of laughter, splashing water, and thumping electronic beats, but my world tilted the second I saw Peter. One moment I was hugging Caleb, giving him a friendly pat on the shoulder to keep things light, and the next, Peter was there, yanking