LOGINRosa's POV The moment I stepped into the ranch house, I became madder.The timid, soft-spoken girl who claimed she was pregnant and stranded no longer existed. That was only a role Taylor picked to deceive me.Taylor sat comfortably in the living room as though the place belonged to her. She looked up when I entered, and a bright smile spread across her face. She was still acting because she didn't know I had gotten my memories back.For a moment, I almost admired her dedication.I sat down across from her and folded my hands in my lap. Since she wanted to play a game, I could play one too.My gaze drifted to her stomach. "You never told me how far along you are."Taylor blinked. For a fraction of a second, I could see that she was thinking hard about what I said before the smile returned."What?""Your pregnancy," I said lightly. "How many months now?"Her hand immediately moved to her stomach. "About five months."I nodded slowly. "Really?""Of course."I tilted my head. "Are you s
Charles' POV I had been right not to trust Taylor. The thought repeated itself in my head as I sat on the bed, staring at my phone. For years, Taylor had proven one thing over and over again. She could not be trusted.When she had called, claiming she was broke, and had nowhere else to go, I had not believed a word of it. I had given her a place because she was useful, not because I trusted her. Trust was something Taylor had lost a long time ago. And that was exactly why I had prepared for this possibility.I unlocked my phone and pulled up the tracking software I had installed weeks earlier. The moment Taylor had arrived in Philadelphia, I had made sure her phone remained under my watch, just in case she decided to act funny. And she had not proven me wrong.I knew she was the reason why Rosa was no longer in the apartment. But whatever she was up to, I had to find out. A few taps later, the location appeared on my screen.My jaw tightened.The signal was coming from a ranch. I zo
Rosa's POV "Rosa?"The moment I heard my name in his voice, my heart stopped. Even the memories crashing through my head became distant.There was only Alex. Only his voice—the sound of the man I loved."Rosa?" he repeated, his voice suddenly urgent. "Is that you on the line?"Tears blurred my vision. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. My throat had closed up and I could only cry."Rose?" he said softly.That nickname shattered whatever composure I had left. "Alex."The moment his name left my lips, a shaky breath escaped him. For a second, neither of us spoke. Neither of us seemed able to. Then his voice returned, thick with emotion."Rosa, where are you?"I pressed a trembling hand against my mouth. "I..." My voice broke. I tried again. "Alex.""Yes, Rose. I'm here."The tears flowed harder. He was really there. He was not my past. After everything that had happened, after all the lies, all the confusion, all the memories I had lost, he was still there."I went looking for yo
Rosa's POV My heart would not stop racing ever since I arrived at the ranch. Memories were surfacing in fragments, appearing and disappearing before I could fully understand them. Every building unlocked another piece of my past, and each new memory had raised even more questions.But the biggest question of all was Alex.I remembered him. Not clearly enough to understand everything, but clearly enough to know that something was wrong. According to Charles, Alex belonged to a distant chapter of my life. He was supposed to be an ex I had left behind years ago. Yet every memory of him that returned felt recent. As though I had been with him only yesterday.I needed answers. And I was tired of hearing them from Charles. That was why I excused myself from Anne and told her I wanted to look around town.She didn't look suspicious by the idea and encouraged me to enjoy myself while she finalized details with the prospective buyer. The moment I was out of her sight, I headed toward the road
Charles' POV I did not know how long I had been sitting in that bar. Hours, probably.Maybe longer.At some point evening had arrived, but I had stopped paying attention to time. The only things that mattered were the bottles lined up in front of me and the burning sensation that came with every swallow. I kept drinking because it was the only thing that dulled the humiliation. The only thing that silenced the image of Alex Kane standing in front of Baker Tech with that smug look on his face.I had not even gone online.I couldn't.I knew exactly what people would be saying. The media was never kind to a businessman who failed.I did not need to read them to know they were already making headlines from my mistake.Another bottle appeared before me. I uncorked it and took a long drink.A burst of laughter beside me pulled me from my thoughts. I glanced sideways and saw a group of women approaching. Two of them slipped onto the stools beside me. One ran her hand across my shoulder and
Rosa's POV The moment I woke up and saw Charles's note, I felt relieved. For the first time since he started vanishing every morning, I felt genuinely happy that he was gone.I was done with him. I was done with his unbearable attitude. Most importantly, I was done pretending that everything between us was normal.The note said he would be back later that day. That was perfect because it gave me enough time to leave before he returned.A while later, Anne arrived with breakfast. The moment she stepped into the room, I told her that today was the day.Her eyes immediately lit up. "I knew you'd make the right decision," she said excitedly.Then she sat beside me and started talking about freedom. About how tired women were of letting men control their lives, and how neither of us deserved to spend our lives trapped by toxic relationships.I could see right through her now. She didn't care for me at all. If she did, she wouldn't be sleeping with my husband. "There are still good men ou
Rosa’s POVI have never led sex before. Not once. Not in the five years I shared with Charles Baker. With him, it was always like an old song on repeat: rushed hands undressing me, careless sighs that didn’t care to appreciate me enough, and a body moving over mine like a routine he didn’t have th
Rosa’s POVThe room fell into silence that should have made me sleep off. I had served Old man Kane his usual dose of morning tea and I had taken my bath. But as I lay in the bed, I couldn’t sleep. My thoughts kept wandering to the tampered documents and wondering who could have done it. It was fr
Rosa’s POVThe entire internet was on fire because Alex Kane kissed a mystery woman during his press conference. Every major blog was screaming different theories and every gossip page was zooming in on the blurry shots. And the comments? They were even worse. I lay in bed, scrolling like a crimin
Rosa’s POVHe stood by the entrance, holding a paper bag and a bouquet that looked expensive enough to pay rent. And when his eyes found mine, they were so warm that it melted my body to the bed. Patra froze. “Oh,” she whispered, close enough for only me to hear. “Lover boy is here.”I bit my lips







