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The Call

Author: Promise Ime
last update publish date: 2026-04-09 19:17:07

Aria's POV

I sat in the chair and I listened.

Becca had gone completely still on the other side of the room. The consultant had taken two quiet steps back toward the wall. The bridal shop had reduced itself to the specific focused quiet of a space where something significant was happening in one corner of it and everything else had decided to wait.

I listened to the voice on the phone.

Male. Calm. The specific professional calm of someone delivering information they had been asked to deliver an
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  • LOVE ME OR HATE ME   The Call

    Aria's POVI sat in the chair and I listened.Becca had gone completely still on the other side of the room. The consultant had taken two quiet steps back toward the wall. The bridal shop had reduced itself to the specific focused quiet of a space where something significant was happening in one corner of it and everything else had decided to wait.I listened to the voice on the phone.Male. Calm. The specific professional calm of someone delivering information they had been asked to deliver and were delivering it cleanly without editorializing."My name is not important," he said. "Vivienne Blackwood contacted me two months ago. She wanted me to deliver something to Daniel Cole on her behalf."I held the phone against my ear.Two months ago.Two months ago Vivienne had been in another city. Before the phone call where I told her Daniel's name. Before she had come back. Before any of it had a shape or a face or a name I recognized.She had been planning this for two months.Not the de

  • LOVE ME OR HATE ME   The Wedding Dress

    Aria's POVBecca had been planning this Saturday for three weeks.Not the appointment itself. The energy she was going to bring to it. She had mentioned it every day for the past week with increasing enthusiasm and had arrived at my apartment at nine in the morning with coffee and the specific bright focused quality of a woman who had decided this was going to be a good day and was going to make sure it was a good day through sheer force of personality if necessary.I had let her plan it.Because after everything. After the past weeks and the article and the civil suit and the airport goodbye and all of it. After all of that I wanted one Saturday that was just this. Just the dress and Becca and the specific uncomplicated joy of two women in a bridal shop on a morning that belonged entirely to the future.We went to three shops.The first two had beautiful things. I tried on seven dresses across both of them and Becca had opinions about all seven that she delivered with the specific Be

  • LOVE ME OR HATE ME   Just The Two Of Them

    Aria's POVThe dinner was not good.That was the honest thing about it and I was not going to pretend otherwise because pretending otherwise would have required a level of diplomacy I did not have available on a Thursday evening when I was sitting in Daniel's apartment feeling lighter than I had felt in weeks and the lightness made everything funnier than it might otherwise have been.I ate it anyway.All of it.Because he had cooked it and cooking it had cost him something in the specific way that anything requiring optimism beyond actual competence cost something and I was not going to let that cost go unreceived.He watched me finish it."You do not have to eat all of it," he said."I am eating all of it," I said."It is not good," he said."It is not bad," I said."That is the most generous thing you have ever said to me," he said.I laughed.He almost smiled.We finished the wine and cleared the table with the easy efficiency of two people who had been in the same kitchen enough

  • LOVE ME OR HATE ME    Breathing Again

    Daniel's POVThe apartment was quiet on Thursday evening.Not the quiet that had edges. Not the quiet of the past weeks that had carried weight and temperature and the specific pressure of things unresolved pressing against the inside of it. Just quiet. The ordinary kind. The kind that existed in a space when nothing was wrong and nothing was coming and the air had no particular quality except the absence of everything that had been in it for too long.I stood at the window with my coffee.The east window. The one that faced the morning light. At seven in the evening it showed me the city in its Thursday version. The specific unhurried pace of a weeknight that had somewhere to be but was not in a hurry about getting there.I stood there for a while.Just standing.Not thinking about the legal situation because the legal situation was resolved. Not thinking about the press because the press had moved on to the next thing the way the press always moved on. Not thinking about Sloane or K

  • LOVE ME OR HATE ME   The Last Sighting

    Aria's POVI was not supposed to be at the airport.The Thursday morning flight to Milan for the final venue walkthrough had been Daniel's suggestion and I had agreed because the October date was five weeks away and the vineyard coordinator had asked for an in person confirmation of the ceremony layout and the catering final choices and it made sense to go in person and it made sense to go now before the week before the wedding became the kind of week that did not have room for anything except itself.I had not known Vivienne was leaving on Thursday.She had not told me. That was the agreement in its unspoken version. She would go and she would go quietly and the going would be its own communication. I would not track it or monitor it or need a specific date. She would simply no longer be in the city and that would be how I would know.I was at the international terminal at seven forty in the morning with my carry on and my boarding pass and the specific focused energy of a woman with

  • LOVE ME OR HATE ME    The Suit Is Dropped

    Daniel's POVMy lawyer called at nine on Monday morning.I was at my desk. The Henderson final documentation open on my laptop. Coffee on the corner. The specific beginning of a Monday that I had decided to give its proper attention because the wedding was six weeks away and six weeks away meant that the work needed to be in order before October arrived and took everything else off the table.I answered on the second ring."She withdrew everything," he said.I stopped reading the Henderson documentation."When?" I said."The filing came through this morning," he said. "Full withdrawal. The civil suit. The associated claims. Everything."I sat back in my chair."Why?" I said."No explanation given," he said. "Just the withdrawal. Her counsel submitted it without comment and without conditions attached.""No conditions," I said."None," he said. "No counter demands. No requests. No negotiation attempted. Just a clean withdrawal filed through the standard channel."I looked at my desk.A

  • LOVE ME OR HATE ME    THE MEETING

    Daniel's POVShe had chosen the café deliberately.Far enough from Cole Enterprises that nobody from the floor would walk past the window. Quiet enough that conversations stayed at the table. The kind of place that existed in cities specifically for people who needed to say things they did not want

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  • LOVE ME OR HATE ME   HE SAID HER NAME

    Daniel's POVI had a rule about names.Not a written rule. Not something I had ever said out loud to anyone. Just a quiet internal boundary that I had maintained without exception for two years. I called people by their titles. Miss. Mr. Reed. The Singaporean investors by their surnames. My lawyer b

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  • LOVE ME OR HATE ME   HE ASKS ABOUT HER LIFE

    Daniel's POVThe document review ran late.This was not unusual. The Henderson amendment had more layers than it had any right to have for a contract of its size and I had learned through two rounds of legal revisions that reading it quickly was the same as not reading it at all. I had asked Aria t

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  • LOVE ME OR HATE ME    HE GOES QUIET

    Aria's POVSomething was wrong.Not dramatically wrong. Not the kind of wrong that announced itself in raised voices or broken things or any of the visible evidence that most people used to identify that a situation had changed. The kind of wrong that only existed in the space between what a person

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-24
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