LOGIN•Cassie’s POV•My heart hammered in my chest as I rushed to the pool, seeing Cara struggling in the water. I almost jumped in myself before reality hit me, I couldn’t swim. Getting into the water would only make things worse.“Help! Anyone knows how to swim?” I cried, my voice shaking as I looked around desperately for Jerald. People gathered around the pool, loud whispers filling the air as they made attempts to help her.“I can’t swim, Lauren!” Tamara cried, trying to dip her feet into the water, but before she could, someone else plunged in. My blood ran cold when I saw who it was Scott. But I couldn’t care less. Nothing mattered except seeing Cara safe.He swam quickly toward her, grabbing her and lifting her into his arms as he pushed through the water to the other side. The moment he emerged, I rushed forward and snatched Cara from him, holding her close. She stared at me with weak, frightened eyes.“Mommy… someone pushed me…” her small voice broke, tears rolling out of my eyes
{Cassie POV}I took a deep breath as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The dress I had on was a fitted wine-red bodycon gown that hugged my curves perfectly, with a soft shimmer that glowed under the light. It had a deep neckline and thin straps that made it both elegant and alluring without being too revealing. I smiled softly, curling a strand of my hair and letting it fall loosely over my shoulder.Excitement bubbled in my chest. After we came back from shopping, Jerald had told me about a surprise date he planned for the evening. He didn’t tell me the location. But the way he said it, with that charming grin and the twinkle in his eyes, made my heart flutter.Knowing he wanted to celebrate my birthday differently this year made me feel like I was floating. I couldn’t help but think back to the past seven birthdays we had shared together. Some were spent in fancy resorts, just the two of us enjoying the quiet and luxury. Other times, it was a cozy family celebration at home
•Cassie POV• Her perfectly styled blonde hair shimmered under the lights, and she was wearing a tight red dress that screamed for attention. The same woman who had once been the reason my marriage fell apart. Our eyes met. Her smile widened, sharp and cold. “Well, well,” she said, crossing her arms. “If it isn’t Cassie Newman. Or should I say… Lauren Lewis?” My throat tightened, and I swallowed hard, trying to hide the anger that rose inside me. Of all places, of all days—why today? She stepped closer, her heels clicking against the polished floor. “You didn’t think you could continue with this act, did you?” I clenched my fists at my sides, my pulse quickening. “What do you want, Layla? Why did you follow me here?” I asked, my voice filled with disgust. “If this whole charade is about Scott, he is all yours. As you can see, I’m happily married and have a child.” Layla tilted her head, her smirk deepening. “Happily married, huh?” she repeated mockingly. “You think you can be hap
•Cassie POV• I stepped closer. “You heard me,” I said quietly, watching her expression shift from confidence to unease. “That video was deleted from the internet years ago, so how did you get it?” Maria hesitated, her mouth opening slightly before she quickly shut it again. Jerald turned his head toward her, suspicion now flickering in his eyes. “Maria,” he said in a low voice, “answer her.” Maria’s hands trembled slightly as she tightened her grip on the tablet. “I—I don’t have to answer anything,” she muttered, looking away. But I could see the guilt written all over her face, and deep down, I already knew who was behind it. I clenched my fists, my chest rising and falling as the realization sank in. He wasn’t just haunting my past anymore, he was trying to destroy my present too. The room fell into silence. Cara was now sitting beside Mrs. Angela, her big gray eyes darting between all of us, confused and scared. Jerald finally sighed, breaking the tension. “Enough
•Cassie POV•I turned on the bed and sat up, looking around the room for Jerald, but he wasn’t sleeping next to me as he usually did every morning.The space beside me felt cold. I reached out and touched the pillow, frowning. Where could he have gone so early?I got out of bed, slipped my feet into my slippers, and walked out of the room. The hallway was quiet, the kind of silence that made me uneasy. Maybe he had gone to check on Cara. That thought gave me a little comfort, so I made my way toward her room.When I opened the door, the bed was empty. The little blanket I tucked her in with last night was folded neatly but she wasn't there.I sighed, closing the door softly behind me. A small smile tugged at my lips as a thought crossed my mind, maybe they were hiding somewhere to surprise me for my birthday.Pretending not to suspect anything, I walked down the stairs slowly, my hand brushing against the railing. The faint sound of voices came from the living room as I reached the la
•Cassie POV•"Please take this to Lauren’s dressing room," Mrs. Angela ordered, and the maid beside her lifted the box from the table, carrying it carefully toward the stairs."I didn’t know you would remember my birthday," I exclaimed, my voice cracking slightly as tears almost filled my eyes."Why wouldn’t I?" She chuckled softly. "I don’t want to ruin the surprise yet—but there’s more.""Really? Thank you so much, Mrs. Angela," I said, taking a seat beside her.She smiled warmly. "You’re welcome, my dear. You’ve had a stressful day. Why don’t you go upstairs, freshen up, and rest a little before coming back down for dinner?""I really need that now," I muttered with a small laugh. "Thank you so much, Mrs. Angela."She chuckled. "You’re thanking me too much, dear."I laughed softly and stood up from the couch, giving her a grateful smile before walking toward the stairs. It had been such a long day for me, but seeing the gifts Mrs. Angela had prepared truly brightened it.I pushed o







