LOGIN(ARIELLE'S POV) They say graduation is a milestone. Personally, I think they just want an excuse to make six-year-olds wear polyester caps and parents panic over gift baskets. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself while burning my fingers on the tiny iron-on badge that said “Class of the Yea
The words barely left my lips before the tears did—slipping down my cheeks faster than I could stop them. Jared stood quickly, his hand reaching for my face. “Why are you crying?” I laughed—choked and shaky. “It’s nothing. Sorry. I didn’t mean to…” My fingers trembled as I tried to wave it off
(ARIELLE’S POV) The celebration downstairs had barely ended when the crowd began to surge. Voices surrounded me—some calling my name with admiration, others offering business cards, invitations, flattery. Reporters waved microphones; investors hinted at million-dollar offers. Somewhere, someone
He approached her side quietly. "You look comfortable being the brightest star in the room, Miss Meyers," he murmured. She rolled her eyes, amused. "Don’t start. I already got three reporters asking if I’m the future Mrs. Smith. What’s funny is—I could’ve just said yes. I mean, technically, I am M
(AUTHOR'S POV) Another year had passed. Jared wasn’t the only one who forgot everything quickly. The whole world did the same thing. Just over a year ago, Jared Smith was still the unshakable CEO of the Smith Group—a name that once carried weight in every financial headline and luxury gala invita
(JARED'S POV) In the days that followed, I no longer recognized anyone or anything. There was just a feeling of emptiness and numbness that hung deeply inside of me. But there was a particular pretty woman who always visited. I wake up to find her in my room most mornings, and most nights she sits
“Oh, you two are here already,” Doctor Ramirez said, smiling. “Hi, doctor,” Jared and I greeted simultaneously. “Hi,” Mrs Meyers, I called out to the older woman as I was just seeing her for the first time this morning. “Hi, Dwayne,” she called back. “It's good to see you. You missed Maverick a
“What the hell is going on?” he demanded, grabbing my collar. His voice was low, harsh. “Explain it to me. Now.”I felt Jared’s fingers tighten around my shirt, but I didn’t flinch. I was too far gone to care about that. “I told you, Jared,” I snapped. “It’s Sofia.”I stood up abruptly, my legs stif
By the time the screen faded to black, I couldn’t stop the tears. The room sat in silence, heavy with emotion. Then, applause—loud, heartfelt, overwhelming.I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t move. All I could do was sit there, consumed by love.Ashley’s voice broke through my haze. "And now, personalized s
(ARIELLE'S POV)Dwayne remained silent beside me, his presence a steady warmth against the cool night air. I glanced between him and Jared, then let out a slow sigh. "Anyway, Dwayne, I really hope you'll think about what I said. It’s important—"He shrugged with an exaggerated air of indifference. "







