Sophiaโs POVAfter the show was done, we were joined by both Adrian and Lila. The energy at our table was lively and infectious as Adrian raised his glass to a toast. "To good friends, a successful show, and hopefully, more nights like this to come," he said, his grin as wide as I'd ever seen."Cheers!" we all chimed in, clinking glasses. โCongratulations to both of you,โ I said, glancing between Adrian and Lila. โYou were incredible up there. The chemistry, the harmoniesโit was all perfect.โKayla leaned forward, her enthusiasm shining through. โSeriously, though, as the creative director of Raven Media, I feel itโs my duty to ensure that an album comes out of this collaboration. Just imagineโan entire album of your duets.โ She gestured dramatically, like a producer unveiling her next masterpiece.Lila blinked, taken aback. โAre you serious?โKayla nodded emphatically. โAbsolutely. You two are magic together. People would love it!โAdrian chuckled, his gaze flickering to Lila. โWell
Sophiaโs POVThe world around me seemed to shrink as I stared up at the man Iโd bumped into. There was something hauntingly familiar about his deep blue eyes, the way they seemed to search mine, as if he were looking for something long lost. My heart raced, my mind scrambling to place him. Where have I seen him before?He took a step closer, his expression softening, a gentle smile tugging at his lips. Then, in a voice barely above a whisper, he said, โSabrinaโฆโThe way he said that name, so quietly yet with undeniable certainty, sent a shockwave through my entire being. My breath hitched as a memory came crashing into my mind, vivid and startling.I was standing in front of the mural at the ice cream parlor, my hands smudged with bright splashes of paint. My younger self beamed with pride as I carefully painted the finishing touchesโa swirl of pastel blue for the sky.โCareful,โ a familiar voice teased. โYouโre gonna drip paint everywhere.โI turned to see a boy standing nearby, his
Sophiaโs POVAs I looked into Lucasโs eyes, a flood of memories came rushing backโhim trailing me on my way home from school, sitting at the swings in the park just to be near me, and his endless attempts to impress me with silly antics.I found myself grinning as he joined us at the bar. โI think I definitely remember you.โ โTook you long enough,โ he joked lightly, though there was something deeper in his gaze that made me feel just a little bit uncomfortable. As if I was treading on perilous waters. We all settled at a table. Lucas leaned back in his chair, his gaze sweeping the room before landing on me. โSo, Sabrina,โ he said, using the name with a teasing smile, โwhere did life take you after school?โI smiled, relaxing slightly in his presence. โI used to live in France for a while. Studied design there and worked on a few projects before returning home.โLucasโs eyebrows lifted with genuine interest. โFrance? Thatโs impressive. I always knew you were destined for something cr
Sophiaโs POVAs I stepped out of the car, I couldnโt help but think about the kids back home with the nanny. Reese had been excited about her playdate tomorrow, Roxy was fixated on a new puzzle she wanted to finish, and Jared had insisted on showing Elijah his latest drawing. Elijah, however, had been swamped with work. His meeting had run late, and despite wanting to come tonight, heโd apologized and urged me to go ahead without him.โItโs fine,โ I had told him. โYouโve been doing so much already. Iโll just catch up with Luana and Lucas.โHe said he vaguely remembered Lucas, the scrawny kid who was always hanging around me. According to him, heโd never been jealous, though, because what he and Sabrina had at that time was truly special. Iโd laughed at the thought, and I even had a faint memory of a similar conversation we had before about Lucas. At least my husbandโs not the jealous type, I thought with relief. He trusts me completely. And now, here I was, stepping into the warmly
Sophiaโs POVThe action on the screen was intense, pulling me into its fast-paced chase scenes and sharp-witted dialogue. The tension Iโd felt earlier gradually loosened its grip, and I found myself reacting naturally to the twists and turns of the plot.โThat was insane!โ Lucas whispered at one point, his voice low but animated, as the main character narrowly escaped an explosion.I nodded, laughing softly. โCompletely unrealistic, but I love it.โโExactly,โ he replied with a grin, leaning slightly closer as if sharing a secret.For the first time that evening, it felt like I could just enjoy the moment without overthinking. It was no different than watching a movie with Trevis or Kaylaโjust harmless fun. The weight of guilt Iโd carried earlier began to ease.But then, it happened.As the movie entered a quieter, more suspenseful moment, my attention was firmly fixed on the screen. Without warning, Lucas shifted slightly in his seat, his arm brushing against mine. It was a fleeting t
Sophiaโs POVI was determined to keep the evening light. โItaly sounds amazing. Iโve only been there once when I lived in France. Iโll have to visit again someday, maybe with Elijah and the kids.โ I couldnโt help mentioning my family, wanting to sort of remind him that I was off-limits in the romantic sense. Not that heโd indicated anything like that. Not yet, anyway. Lucas nodded, looking bothered for a little bit before he shifted gears, his smile widening. โDo you remember how youโd never sit still during recess? You were always drawing or writing something while the rest of us were playing.โI laughed, shaking my head. โI donโt remember that much detail.โโWell, I do,โ he said teasingly. โI was always trying to get your attention. Honestly, I probably annoyed you half the time.โโAt least youโre self-aware,โ I joked, earning a laugh from him.The more he talked, the more at ease I felt. The awkwardness that had shadowed the evening began to dissipate, replaced by a genuine enjoym
Elijahโs POVBella Sera always exuded a cozy, welcoming ambiance. But today, as I pushed the door open, the air felt different. The usual cheer seemed dampened, and my eyes immediately found Morgana, seated at her usual corner booth, looking visibly aggravated.Beside her sat Detective Marcus Vance, the investigator I had recommended. His presence confirmed what I had already suspectedโthings had escalated again.As I approached the table, Morgana glanced up, her face briefly softening when she saw me. โElijah,โ she said, her tone strained but grateful. โI was hoping youโd come.โโOf course Iโd come,โ I said, sliding into the seat across from her. My eyes flicked to Marcus. โWhatโs the latest?โMorgana handed me her tablet, her fingers trembling slightly. On the screen was the latest smear against Lila, posted on some entertainment blog. The headline screamed sensationalism: Lila, The Diva: How Fame Turned Her Into a Prima Donna.I skimmed the article quickly, my jaw tightening as I r
Elijahโs POVโDo I know you?โ I asked the woman in front of me. She paused, amusement crossing her face as she extended a hand. โVictoria Langston. Morganaโs lawyer. Weโve met beforeโ right here at Bella Sera.โOh, right. It clicked now. I shook her hand briefly, feeling slightly awkward. โOf course. Sorry, itโs been a long day. And donโt worry about this,โ I gestured to my soaked shirt. โIโm fine. Really.โBut as I glanced at her, I noticed her blazer was completely drenched, the fabric clinging heavily to her shoulders. โYouโre actually worse off than me,โ I pointed out.Victoria looked down and let out a soft laugh. โYouโre right. I hadnโt even realized. But now that youโve mentioned itโฆ Gosh, the juice is really sticky.โ Without hesitation, she put down the glass she was holding and shrugged off the blazer, revealing a tailored blouse underneath. It was form-fitting, and with the fabric still damp, it clung in a way that left little to the imagination.I looked away quickly, sudd
Sophiaโs POVA hush of golden light slipped through the curtains, draping the room in warmth and calm. It felt like the kind of morning that only came after surviving the storm.Weeks had passed since the chaos faded, and for once, the quiet didnโt feel temporaryโit felt earned. I stirred slowly, eyes drifting open to find Elijah beside me, his hand resting lightly over mine. I studied him in the silence, taking in the softened edges of a man whoโd carried us through fire and finally found peace.I leaned over and pressed a kiss to his cheek. His eyes fluttered open, and when they focused on me, he smiled sleepily."Morning," he murmured."Morning," I whispered back, letting my fingers trace the line of his jaw. "Can you believe we actually get to wake up like this? No chaos, no dangerโjust us."He pulled me closer and kissed my forehead. "I could get used to this."Just as I was about to say something, the door burst open."Mommy! Daddy!" Reese called out, followed quickly by Roxy an
Elijahโs POVWe weaved through the cracked streets, deeper into a part of the city that felt like time had forgotten it. Boarded-up windows, rusted signage, buildings collapsing in on themselves. This was the kind of place where ghosts lingered, and today, we were chasing one of them."Weโre close," Joe muttered from the front seat, his eyes scanning the GPS on his phone. "This is the last possible location that fits Hugo's hideouts."Antoine sat beside me in the back, silent but focused. His jaw was tight, hands clenched. I still didnโt know if I fully trusted him, but I couldnโt deny this: he was here, risking his neck like the rest of us. And right now, Iโd take any edge we could get.I have to find Grandpa George. For Sophia.When we pulled up to the burned-out remains of what once looked like a chapel, a chill shot down my spine. The stone structure still stood, half-charred, the wooden beams above blackened and skeletal. Nature had tried to reclaim itโvines curling around scorch
Elijahโs POVโSophiaโฆโHer name was the only thing in my mind as I stormed through the decaying hallway, boots slamming against rotting wood, gun drawn. My pulse thundered in my ears. The floor creaked beneath every step, but I didnโt slow down. I couldnโt.Joe and his men fanned out behind me, covering corners, checking every room.We were running out of time.ThenโA scream.My heart nearly stopped. It was her.I charged forward, slamming my shoulder into the door at the end of the hall. It burst openโand I saw red.Morgana was on the ground, gasping for air as Hugoโs hand squeezed her throat, and across the room, Sophia was trying to drag herself toward them, her face pale and streaked with tears.โNO!โ I shouted, and without hesitation, I raised my gun.Hugo turned just as I fired.The bullet tore through his shoulder. He howled, stumbling back and releasing Morgana, who crumpled to the floor, coughing violently.I crossed the room in three strides and tackled Hugo before he could
Sophiaโs POVThe first thing I felt was cold.A biting chill that wrapped around my arms and legs like a second set of restraints. Then came the pressureโtight, scratchy ropes cutting into my wrists. My head pounded like a drum, fog thick behind my eyes. Everything smelled like mildew and dust.My eyes struggled to make sense of the shadows.The room was dim, lit only by a weak bulb overhead that flickered like it couldnโt decide if it wanted to stay on. I was on a metal chair, hands tied behind my back, ankles secured to the legs. The air tasted stale and old, like the walls had been sealed off from the world for decades.Panic bloomed in my chest.My brother Chris. What had become of him?I jerked forward, straining against the ropes. โChris!โ I called, my voice hoarse and raw. โWhere is he?!โI noticed some movement in the darkness. A shadow stirred in the corner of the room. I froze as a figure stepped out into the light. Tall. Gray-streaked beard. Sunken eyes like old coals. A d
Sophiaโs POVโThis is insane,โ Elijah muttered, rubbing a hand over his face. โWeโre relying on Antoine to lead us to Hugo. Does no one else see how crazy that is?โJoe, who had been checking messages on his phone, barely looked up. โWe donโt have another choice.โI watched Elijah pace the room, his frustration clear. He wasnโt wrong, but I knew that if there was even the smallest chance of finding Grandpa George, we had to take it.Joe sighed and turned to Antoine. โYou sure you can make him bite?โAntoine shrugged. โI know Hugo. Heโs a cockroachโhe wonโt go down without a fight. But if he thinks his last hiding spot is compromised, heโll make a move. Thatโs when we strike.โElijah muttered something under his breath, but I didnโt catch it. Joeโs phone buzzed. As he studied the screen, he said, โWe got something. Two possible locations.โElijah straightened. โThen letโs move.โThey all hurried out, and I had the sudden, overwhelming urge to call Elijah backโto make sure heโd pick up
Sophiaโs POVMy mother sat on the couch, clutching Grandma Evelynโs hands, trying to calm her down. My father stood near the window, staring out into the darkness, his face pale and unreadable.Chris and Connor were huddled over a laptop at the dining table, analyzing security footage.Joe was already there, speaking into his phone, barking orders to his contacts.But no one had any answers yet.And Grandpa George was still missing.I turned to my grandmother, kneeling in front of her. โGrandmaโdid you see anything? Anyone suspicious? A car, a stranger?โHer red-rimmed eyes filled with fresh tears as she shook her head. โNoโฆ nothing. I donโt know how this happened.โ Her voice broke. โGeorge was just in his studyโฆ and then he was gone.โElijah placed a hand on my shoulder, grounding me, but I could feel the rage simmering beneath his calm exterior. He wasnโt just worriedโhe was furiousJust then, Chris snapped his fingers at the screen. โWeโve got something.โConnor turned the laptop t
Sophiaโs POVWe had been trying to track down both Antoine and Hugo, but they had vanished like ghosts.No leads. No sightings. Nothing.Lucas had called me earlier, still searching, still digging. Even Elijah and his contacts have been working doubly hard. But so far, theyโd come up empty too. It was frustratingโknowing the danger was out there, lurking, waiting for the right moment to strike.But tonightโฆTonight, we werenโt going to think about it.Tonight, we were here to celebrate.After all, Lila and Adrianโs joint concert was finally happening. This was their moment, their dream unfolding before them.And for the first time in what felt like forever, we were all together, enjoying something good.Kayla was everywhere at once, her headset on, clipboard in hand, barking last-minute instructions into her earpiece. She was stressed, franticโฆ but glowing. Even though there could have been other people to take care of all this from her company, she wanted to be in charge, to personal
Emilyโs POVโWalk away, Hugo,โ Antoine said sharply, stepping in front of us as if to shield us from the strange man.The name triggered a memory.Chris had mentioned it just yesterdayโHugo Tournier. Suddenly, I remembered. Itโs the name Sophia and Elijah had been trying to track down. The man who had supposedly changed Sophiaโs life forever.And now heโs here. Why?!My hands instinctively balled up as my heart slammed against my ribs. Could this really be the same man?Hugoโs expression darkened with satisfaction as he took another step, exuding an air of quiet arrogance.โWell, well,โ he drawled, his voice smooth but laced with something sinister. โYouโre not as fun outside of prison, Antoine.โPhoebeโs grip on my wrist tightened. โEmily, letโs go,โ she muttered under her breath.I wanted to. Every instinct screamed at me to turn and leave. But I couldnโtโnot yet.Hugo came forward, his eyes staring straight at me. He gave a low chuckle, mocking. โItโs interesting to meet Sabrina Ba
Emilyโs POVI refused to flinch. Even as Antoine stood in front of me, blocking my way, I forced my body to stay still, to stay firm.I squared my shoulders, my fingers curling into fists at my sides. โMove.โAntoine didnโt budge. His gaze shifted between me and Phoebe, like he wasnโt sure if Iโd actually listen or turn and run.โIโm not here to fight,โ he said, his voice calm. โI just want to talk.โPhoebeโs grip on my arm tightened, and her anger was immediate, sharp.โOh, hell no,โ she snapped. โWhat are you even doing here? Havenโt you caused enough trouble?โI inhaled slowly, forcing myself to stay calm. I wasnโt going to let him see me feeling nervous or affected by him. Antoine exhaled, his face unreadable. โI just wanted to talk.โPhoebe laughed coldly. โTalk? You took Jared, Antoine. Without permission. Do you have any idea what you put us through?โโI know,โ he admitted. โI made a mistake.โPhoebe scoffed. โA mistake?โI stepped forward, my gaze hardening. โPlease, Antoine.