LOGIN3rd Person’s Point of ViewFlashback…Theo stepped out of the bathroom, casually drying his hair with a towel. But the moment his eyes landed on the bed, his movements halted. A faint crease formed on his forehead as realization slowly sank in.The woman who had been with him the entire night… was gone.For a brief second, he simply stood there, as if trying to process what had just happened. Then his gaze shifted toward the door. It was still closed, untouched. No signs of anyone leaving through it.His eyes narrowed slightly before drifting toward the window.A quiet suspicion rose within him.He walked toward it, each step unhurried yet deliberate. When he reached the glass, he looked down just in time to see a figure hastily running toward a car parked outside. The woman did not even hesitate as she climbed in and drove off.A faint, almost amused smile tugged at his lips.“Interesting woman,” he murmured under his breath.He let out a slow breath, but as he did, his hand instinct
Shana’s Point of ViewEven after everything, I still refused to go near him.“Why? Didn’t he take responsibility for what happened?”Scarlet’s question caught me off guard. I turned to her, my brows slightly furrowed as her words echoed in my mind.“He said that,” I answered quietly.“Well, there you go,” she replied, as if it was the simplest thing in the world. “Then why didn’t you accept it? You saved his life, and now you’re just going to reject his proposal?”I blinked at her, confused. “Wait… what proposal? And besides, I’m not ready for something like that. What if…”“What if what?”She looked at me, her forehead creasing as she let out a sigh.“Shana,” she said more gently this time, “Cloud is never coming back.”My chest tightened at the mention of his name.She reached for my hand, holding it firmly as she looked straight into my eyes. “It’s been eight years. You need to let him go. If you ever see him again in the afterlife, he’d probably scold you for staying stuck like th
Shana’s Point of ViewI could barely focus on the food in front of me. The noise of the cafeteria faded into a distant hum, like waves crashing far away, indistinct and unimportant. Every bite felt tasteless, forced, as though I was only eating out of habit rather than hunger. My attention kept drifting back to the man sitting across from me.There was something about him that unsettled me. It was not just his presence, but the way it lingered, pressing against my senses, making it hard to breathe normally. I could not explain it, and that only made it worse.With a quiet sigh, I pushed my tray slightly away, realizing I had barely eaten anything. That alone should have bothered me. I was not someone who wasted food, not someone who left meals unfinished. Yet here I was, standing up and gathering my tray as if escaping was more important than staying.I walked ahead without looking back, placing my tray in the return area before heading straight out of the cafeteria. I needed air. I n
Shana’s Point of ViewBeing an intern meant one thing. Endless tasks.And on top of that, I had to deal with toxic people in the department.But honestly, this wasn’t new to me. I had spent years encountering people like them. Different faces, same attitude. If anything, I was already used to it. That didn’t mean it wasn’t exhausting, though.Lunch time…We were at the cafeteria, and across from me, Scarlet looked completely drained, her head resting flat on the table as if all the energy had been sucked out of her.“My patient is exhausting,” she groaned without lifting her head. “How about you? How’s yours?”“Mine’s okay,” I replied calmly. “Tiring? Yes. But I think it’s just because we’re new. We’ll get used to it eventually.”She slowly lifted her head and stared at me.“Wow. Listen to you. So mature.” She rolled her eyes playfully. “Meanwhile, with my patient, it feels like we’re about to wrestle any second.”I let out a soft laugh at that.Before I could respond, a voice interru
Shana’s Point of ViewDamn. Damn. Dammit.I can’t be wrong.He’s the man I slept with that night.Flashback…His lips trailed along my neck, sending shivers down my spine as my eyes fluttered shut. My body felt heavy, warm, and dangerously sensitive. The drug we had taken was supposed to fade quickly, but right now, I was still caught in its lingering haze… and in him.“Yes… I want you…”Our eyes met, and for a moment, everything else disappeared. I found myself staring into his eyes, drawn in, unable to look away. My gaze drifted down to the sharp line of his nose, then to his lips… lips that looked far too tempting.I felt him press a soft kiss against my forehead. My hands rested against his chest, and that was when I noticed it. A scar. Faint, but unmistakable. It looked like it came from an old operation.Before I could think further, his lips found mine again, moving slowly, then deeper, more demanding. My breath hitched as his kisses trailed down my neck, making me cling to him
Shana’s Point of ViewI stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the crisp lines of my clinical uniform, smoothing out the invisible creases that only I seemed to notice. The soft morning light slipped through the curtains, brushing against my skin like a gentle reminder that today was not just another day. Today was the beginning of something I had dreamed of for years.I turned slightly, inspecting myself from another angle, my reflection staring back with a mixture of excitement and quiet determination.“Okay, I’m ready. This is so exciting.”My voice came out softer than I expected, almost like I was afraid the moment might shatter if I spoke too loudly. I reached for my phone and checked the time. It was only 6:30 in the morning. I still had an hour before my duty started, but staying still felt impossible.With my bag slung over my shoulder, I stepped out of my room, a small smile lingering on my lips. Each step I took down the hallway felt lighter than usual, as if my feet could
Liliana's Point of ViewAsher was currently getting dressed in his business suit, and I was going with him to his company today. He said he wanted to bring me along so he could show me around—which, honestly, made me happy.“Wife?”I looked up at him and saw him holding out his necktie, a small smi
Liliana’s Point of ViewWe were in the meeting room now, and I was staring blankly at the people speaking at the front. And for God’s sake—I couldn’t understand a single word they were saying! My brain was bleeding just from listening.I shouldn’t have come. I should’ve stayed in the office where i
Liliana’s Point of ViewI had already climaxed twice, and my body was starting to feel weak. But I knew it wasn’t fair to let him do all the work—this time, I wanted to take the lead.“Hubby, let me help you,” I whispered softly.He paused, clearly surprised by my offer. Slowly, I sat up, cupped hi
Liliana's Point of View“She’s just my assistant.”I stood up straight, chin high, as I looked proudly at the people around us. I wasn’t going to let anyone mistake who I was beside him.“Shall we, Mr. Windermere?” I asked politely, keeping my voice calm and respectful. Asher and I walked into the







