Gilan’s POVI fear losing Elena the moment I see her heading outside to answer the call. My chest tightens as though someone is squeezing the life out of me. She has never done that before, not when we were together, not when we had each other, and now, all of a sudden, she slips away from me to answer a call? My mind betrays me immediately, painting images of another man, another presence in her life, someone who might have already taken her heart away from me.The thought burns through me like fire. I cannot, I will not, allow it to be true. Even if another man has walked into her world, even if he has cared for her when I was not there, I cannot just stand aside and let Elena be taken from me. Not this time. Not when I have already lost her once. No, I will fight for her with everything I have, with everything that I am. I will not allow myself to lose again.* * * * * * * * * * * * We are in the car now. My hands feel restless on the steering wheel until I can no longer resist pu
Gilan’s POVI fear losing Elena the moment I see her heading outside to answer the call. My chest tightens as though someone is squeezing the life out of me. She has never done that before, not when we were together, not when we had each other, and now, all of a sudden, she slips away from me to answer a call? My mind betrays me immediately, painting images of another man, another presence in her life, someone who might have already taken her heart away from me.The thought burns through me like fire. I cannot, I will not, allow it to be true. Even if another man has walked into her world, even if he has cared for her when I was not there, I cannot just stand aside and let Elena be taken from me. Not this time. Not when I have already lost her once. No, I will fight for her with everything I have, with everything that I am. I will not allow myself to lose again.* * * * * * * * * * * * We are in the car now. My hands feel restless on the steering wheel until I can no longer resist pu
Elena’s POV “Elena, Elena.”I hear a familiar voice calling out my name. The sound echoes through the busy street, cutting through the noise of footsteps, chatter, and the hum of life. For a moment, I freeze. My heart stumbles inside my chest, as if it recognizes something my mind has not yet dared to believe. Slowly, I turn.“Gilan?” My voice trembles as the name escapes me.And there he is. Standing right before me. His tall frame looks the same, yet different. Leaner, sharper somehow, but his smile, the smile I’ve dreamed about for eight endless months, is exactly as I remember. A broad, genuine smile that once had the power to light up even the darkest corners of my soul.“Gilan,” I whisper again, louder this time. My throat feels tight, my eyes burning. It is him. It’s really him.Over the past eight months, I have lived every day waiting for this moment. Wishing, longing, aching. I wanted him close, I wanted his touch, his scent, his warmth. I wanted the assurance that he was r
Gilan’s POVI feel… somehow at peace. For the first time in weeks, the quiet around me doesn’t feel heavy or suffocating. I’ve managed to rest here at home without any disturbances, without endless calls, messages, or the constant pressure of the palace. My phone has been quiet too, most of the time I keep it on flight mode, just so nobody can disturb me.Life is slowly returning to how it was before Amara came and turned everything upside down. There’s a comfort in this stillness, a sense of reclaiming my space, even though a shadow still lingers in my chest. My heart aches, not for my parents, who I’ve forgiven, but because Elena… she is nowhere to be seen.This week has been endless searching, endless longing. I went to her old home, hoping she might have returned there. But she was gone. Like a ghost, she seemed to have vanished from the world entirely. And the emptiness inside me deepened with every unanswered thought of her.“My Elena… where are you, my love?” I whisper to the
Albert’s POVThe first thing I noticed was the light. Morning sunlight poured gently through the curtains, spilling across the room in warm, golden rays. For the first time in days, my body didn’t feel heavy. The burning fever that had chained me down was gone, leaving behind a sense of calm and strength I hadn’t felt in what seemed like forever.I breathed in slowly, savoring the quiet moment, and that’s when I felt it, something warm, soft, and delicate against my arm. I tilted my head to the side, and my heart nearly stopped.Elena.She was sleeping beside me, her head resting lightly against the mattress near my arm, her hand still holding onto mine as though she had been afraid to let go. Strands of her dark hair had slipped across her cheek, and her lashes lay gently against her skin. Her face looked so peaceful, yet there were faint shadows under her eyes, proof she hadn’t slept properly the entire night.My chest tightened with a mixture of guilt and overwhelming love. She had
Amara’s POVI could not believe what had just happened. Humiliation had never cut this deep before. It was like being stripped of every dignity I had ever held onto and thrown into the mud for everyone to see. The shame pressed on me like an unbearable weight, suffocating me until I could barely breathe. I wanted to scream, to shout until the walls themselves understood that I wasn’t the monster they painted me to be. But the truth was clear now, no one ever wanted to believe me.The way they looked at me, their stares, sharp, judging, filled with disgust, it was as though I carried a disease, as though I was a plague they wanted nothing to do with. And perhaps, in their eyes, that’s all I was. A mistake. A woman who didn’t belong.And then there was Gilan. Oh, Gilan.My chest tightened as I thought of him. He hadn’t even tried to hide it. His face… it was written all over him. The glimmer in his eyes, the way his lips curved ever so slightly. Happiness. Satisfaction. Relief. He was e