MasukVeronica's POVSophia's first day of preschool arrived with all the chaos I expected. She refused to wear the outfit I picked, insisting on her sparkly pink dress with purple leggings that absolutely did not match. Four tried reasoning with her. I tried bribing her. She won by sheer force of personality."This is my first day outfit," she announced with the confidence of someone who had never doubted themselves. "I look beautiful."Four caught my eye over her head and smiled. "She does look beautiful."We walked her into the bright classroom with alphabet posters and tiny chairs. Sophia marched right in without looking back, already introducing herself to other kids. No tears. No hesitation. Just pure fearlessness that made my chest tight with pride and terror in equal measure.Monte had been like that too at her age but Sophia had something extra. A b
Four's POVThe video message sat on my phone like a bomb waiting to explode. Claire Reeves. Jason's sister. A person from the nightmare part of Veronica's past reached into our present on the day we renewed our vows. The timing felt deliberate somehow, like the universe reminding us that peace was never permanent.Veronica stood frozen beside me in our backyard. The last guests were leaving. Monte and Sophia were crashed on the couch inside. String lights still glowed overhead. Everything looked perfect and wrong at the same time."Should we watch it?" I asked quietly."I do not know." Her voice shook. "What could she possibly want after all this time?""Only one way to find out."We went inside to my office and closed the door. I pulled up the video on my laptop so we could watch together. Veronica sat so close that our shoulders touched. When
Chapter 211Veronica's POVNormal felt wrong somehow. Like wearing someone else's clothes. I kept catching myself waiting for something bad to happen, but days turned into weeks and the crisis never came. Four left for work in the mornings and came home for dinner. I went to the foundation and actually focused on my job instead of constantly checking my phone for emergencies. Monte brought home spelling tests and soccer permission slips. Sophia learned to count to twenty and announced it to anyone who would listen.We went on a date to an Italian restaurant downtown on a random Tuesday. No bodyguards. No security team is watching the exits. Just us sitting across from each other arguing about whether pineapple belonged on pizza while sharing a bottle of wine. Four reached across the table and took my hand."This is nice," he said."This is weird," I corrected. "I keep expecting s
Chapter 210Four's POVNathan Graves was arrested for corruption. The words did not make sense at first. I stood in my office while the party continued beyond the door, Detective Rivera's voice coming through the phone explaining what had happened. The man who had tried to destroy me, who had manufactured evidence and orchestrated elaborate schemes to put me in prison, was now facing the same fate himself."How long have you been investigating him?" I asked."Two years," Rivera said. "Ever since your case.Something about his methods bothered me. Too convenient how the evidence appeared. Too perfect. I started digging quietly and found a pattern. Graves has been taking bribes for over a decade, falsifying evidence, and planting witnesses. You were not his first victim, just his most high-profile."The room felt too small suddenly. All the fear and paran
Veronica's POVThe world stopped when Beverly said cancer. Stage three ovarian cancer. The words hung in the air like smoke, choking everything else out. Four went pale, his hand finding mine and gripping so hard it hurt. I squeezed back just as fiercely because we both needed something to hold onto."How long have you known?" Four asked, his voice barely above a whisper."Two weeks," Beverly admitted. "I needed time to process before telling anyone. The doctors want to start aggressive treatment immediately. Surgery first to remove what they can, then chemotherapy."Thomas stood behind his wife with red-rimmed eyes, his hand on her shoulder. He looked like he had aged ten years in two weeks. Beverly was the strongest person I knew, the woman who had survived decades married to a monster and still found ways to be kind. The thought of losing her felt impossible and devastating in equal measure."What do you need?" I asked, because action was the only thing I knew how to do with fear t
Chapter 208Four's POVElena and I had grown close in ways I never expected. After years of separation caused by our father's cruelty, we had rebuilt our sibling relationship from scratch. Weekly phone calls turned into monthly visits. She knew Monte and Sophia as her nephew and niece. Veronica and Elena had become genuine friends, bonding over surviving the Lasombra legacy in different ways.When Elena called asking me to walk her down the aisle, I had to sit down. The weight of what she was asking hit me all at once. Our father had destroyed any chance of giving her away at her wedding. He was dead, his empire dismantled, his memory a stain neither of us could fully erase. But Elena was choosing me to stand in that symbolic role because I represented what family could be when it tried to do better."Are you sure?" I asked, my voice rough with emotion."Completely sure," Elena said. "You are the family that chose to show up, Four. That matters more than biology or tradition. I want y
Veronica's POV. For a second, I didn't move. The knock didn't come again. It didn't need to. The voice has already done its work.Come open the door, Vee.My blood went cold in a way fear rarely managed. Not panic. Not screaming terror. Something quieter. More precise. Like ice sliding slowly unde
Veronica's PoV. For a moment, I didn't breathe. The message sat on the screen as it belonged there.Causal, almost polite and caring.‘You look better today.’Today?That meant recently. At the hospital, or here?My thumb hovered over the screen but I didn't type back. I didn't block the number ei
Veronica's POV.The doctor smiled before he spoke. That was a good sign, at that moment, I realised I had been holding my breath ever since.“You're fully healthy.” He said gently, flipping through the last page of my chart. “No signs of distress at all. The bleeding has stopped and your vitals are
Four's POV. I did not go to the hospital.I couldn't. Not with a stab wound that looked this bad. Instead, I drove three blocks past it and turned into a private underground clinic that didn't ask many questions and did not keep official records.The guards at the gate recognised my car and opened







