MasukRafael’s POVI loosened my tie as I stepped into my office , shutting the door behind me with a soft click.The city lights stretched beyond the glass walls, glowing faintly against the dark sky. Normally I liked to watch the windows and see the world from Indy but tonight i didnt feel like doing that.Julian was already in here leaning against the bar cart like he owned the place,his sleeves rolled up and a glass of whiskey in his hand.He didn’t look surprised to see me.“You took your time,” he said casually.“I had things to handle.”“So did I.”I walked over, grabbing a glass and pouring myself a drink i took a slow sip, letting the burn settle.For a moment, neither of us spoke then he turned to me “The car?” he asked.“It’s gone .”Julian exhaled lightly, nodding.“Figured.”“They’re getting bold.”“They’re getting more desperate for you to make a move,” he corrected.I glanced at him, he wasn’t wrong. Then he pushed off the bar slightly, facing me properly.“So,” he said. “Wh
Isabella’s POVHospitals were beginning to feel like a second home and I hated it.I sat beside Vivienne’s bed, my fingers loosely wrapped around hers, my thumb brushing over her skin like that alone could pull her back faster.“Come on, V…” I whispered softly. “You’ve slept enough.”Aurora stood on the other side, pacing which meant she was worried Aurora never paced unless she was worried.“She better wake up,” she muttered. “Because I have a lot to say to her. Like a lot.”I almost smiled but the tight knot in my chest didn’t let me it had been hours.Every beep from the monitor felt like a countdown to something I didn’t want to imagine.“Bella” Aurora said quietly after a moment.“I know.”We didn’t need to say it out loud we were both thinking the same thing what if “No,” I cut the thought off immediately.“She’s fine.”“She will be,” Aurora corrected, softer now.I nodded.“She has to be.”“Wait”I leaned forward immediately.“Vivienne?”Her fingers twitched and Aurora froze.
Rafael’s POVI stood outside Vivienne’s room for a moment longer than necessary, watching through the small glass panel as nurses moved around her bed.She was stable now at least that’s what they said.Behind me, Isabella sat in one of the chairs in the hallway, her shoulders slightly slumped, her eyes fixed on the floor like she was trying to hold herself together by force.Aurora was beside her Julian has went to pick her up and for once rhe bubbly girl was quieter than usual with one hand wrapped around Bella’s.Neither of them had spoken much since we got here and they all has that look of regret and confusion i knew it because It was the same look I saw in the mirror some nights.My phone buzzed in my hand and u glanced down it was an unknown number again.My jaw tightened as I answered.“Yes.”“Mr. Ashford?” a female voice said quickly. “This is the hospital. The patient you came to visit, miss Giselle she’s awake.”My expression didn’t change.“I’ll be there.”I ended the cal
Isabella’s POV….It didn’t sit well with me the way Vivienne left, at first, I tried to ignore it and Aurora was saying something about a guy who had the audacity to text her “wyd” after disappearing for three weeks but her voice started to blur into the background.Because my mind wasn’t there anymore It was stuck on Vivienne. I picked at the edge of the blanket over my legs, my brows pulling together slightly.“Bella?” Aurora called.“Hm?”“You’re not listening.”“I am.”“You’re not.”I sighed softly. “I am, just distracted.”“By what?”I opened my mouth to answer and my phone buzzed in my hand.Both of us looked down at it it was an unknown number.My stomach dropped instantly and a cold, heavy feeling settled deep in my chest.I didn’t know why but I just had the feeling.I picked up the phone slowly.“Bella?” Aurora’s voice softened.I didn’t respond and I opened the message and everything inside me stopped it was a picture.It was a little bit blurry and dark but it was clear e
Isabella’s POV….I woke up to sunlight spilling through the curtains, soft and warm against my face, but my body didn’t feel the same. Everything still ached, it was a dull lingering pain that reminded me of the crash, of the hospital, of everything I didn’t want to think about. I sighed and pushed the blanket off slowly.“Okay” I muttered to myself. “You’re not dying. Get up.”It wasn’t graceful, not even close.I swung my legs off the bed carefully, wincing as my feet touched the floor. My muscles protested immediately they were still weak and uncooperative, but I ignored it.I wasn’t going to stay locked in that room all day.I stood up slowly, gripping the edge of the bed for support until the dizziness passed.“Fine,” I whispered. “I’m fine.”It was a tota lie but i moved anyway.By the time I reached the door, I was already slightly out of breath, but I refused to turn back.I opened it and stepped into the hallway, the house was quiet as usual .But as I made my way toward the
Rafael’s POV..I didn’t go back to my room.If I stayed in that house, if I stayed anywhere near her anymore knew I wouldn’t sleep and right now, sleep was the last thing on my mind.The night air hit me the moment I stepped outside, it was a little windy and i needed that.I got into my car and started the engine without a destination in mind but I knew my hands already knew where to go.The road stretched ahead,I knew this road by heart, I drove here everyday.Streetlights blurred past in slow intervals, casting shadows across the windshield. The city grew quieter the further I drove, until the noise faded into nothing but the hum of the engine and my own thoughts.I didn’t turn on the music and by the time I pulled up, the place was empty as usual.I stepped out of the car, the gravel crunching faintly beneath my shoes as I walked toward them.I wakes towards the two headstones that lay side by side.I stopped in front of them, my hands slipping into my pockets as I stared down at
Rafael’s POV….. Spending the evening with Isabella was perfect, we stayed together and enjoyed the evening, we both weren't ready to go back to the hotel room, but we had too. We slept off and Isabella made her ridiculous pillow division, like that was meant to stop me and we went to bed. It was
Isabella’s POV…..I was still staring at him trying to understand why he has the same cap I had seen in the footage.I didn’t give myself time to overthink it.If I did, I’d talk myself out of it—convince myself I was imagining things, reading too meaning into things. I walked straight up to Sebas
Isabella’s POV…..We walked to the beach and the place was beautiful, Sunlight spilled across the sand like molten gold, the ocean stretching endlessly in front of us, it was huge and so clear.Soft music thumped from portable speakers planted in the sand, a mix of pop and reggaeton that blended wi
Isabella’s POV……I definitely didn't plan to go to Miami, but hopefully it would be worth it.I packed my suitcase and it all felt surreal My suitcase lay open on the bed, half-filled with dresses I wasn’t sure I wanted to wear and shoes I didn’t feel like walking in.But I had to act and look lik







