LOGINNicola Taylor I sat in the car, gripping the steering wheel tightly, staring at the entrance of Cole’s office building. I felt utterly defeated. Six years ago, my life had crumbled in his absence. And now, here I was again, stuck in an endless loop, except this time, I wasn’t competing with the
Cole Harrington I watched Nicola walk off, her retreating figure stirring something uneasy in my chest. The weight of the day’s events pressed down on me like a storm cloud refusing to dissipate. I felt suffocated, torn between what was happening and what I was inadvertently doing to the woman I c
Nicola Taylor The weight of her words hit like a tidal wave. I felt my chest tighten as I realized what she’d sacrificed, and I could see the shift in Cole’s expression. The anger in his eyes dimmed, replaced by something closer to heartbreak. “And you just… agreed to that?” he asked, his voice b
“Because I knew you wouldn’t let me go,” she said simply. “You would’ve fought him, and he would’ve come after you too. After Arabella. I couldn’t risk it. I couldn’t let him hurt you the way he wanted to hurt me.” The three of us stood in silence, the weight of Courtney’s confession hanging heavy
Nicola Taylor Arabella went back inside, her small figure disappearing into the house with a frustrated sigh. The heavy front door creaked as it closed, leaving just the three of us standing in the cool morning air. Silence settled over the driveway, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves i
Nicola Taylor The night was a restless blur. Aaron’s small, trembling body pressed against mine as he cried himself to sleep, his tears soaking through my shirt. I stayed with him, stroking his hair and whispering soft reassurances until his breathing evened out. Even then, I couldn’t bring myself
I glared at Cole, feeling a mix of frustration and resignation. “Alright,” I grumbled, gathering my things and stuffing them into my bag. I walked out of the classroom, Cole following closely behind, the tension between us palpable. As we exited the school, I couldn’t help but think about how compl
Cole Harrington“Where’s Nicola?” my mom asks, settling herself down right in front of the TV like she’s about to join us for a match. Meanwhile, Lucas and I are deep into an intense round of Call of Duty.I barely take my eyes off the screen as I reply, “She didn’t want to come.” Then, I lean close
Nicola TaylorI stared at the nothingness, feeling hollow inside. The house was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that seeps into your bones and amplifies every thought, every doubt, until it’s all you can hear. I blinked, trying to clear the haze from my mind, but it was no use. My thoughts swirled
I was about to hit send when Cole took the phone from my hand, making me jump as I tried to grab it back from him, but in vain. “You’re being too nice,” he said grumpily. “I’m nice, unlike you,” I retorted, standing up on the bed to reach his height, but he was having fun at this point. “How are y







