LOGINâWilliamâs POVThe road narrowed into a rough and uneven path as we approached the waterfront. Faint lights shimmered in the distance, a dim yellow bulbs hanging from rusted poles, casting long shadows across the dock. This wasnât the clean, and some kind of organized kind of marina where rich men kept their yachts. No, this place felt somehow abandoned, or forgotten⌠the kind of area fishermen used at dawn. Ahead of us, the shoreline widened, revealing a stretch of old wooden piers. Boats of different shapes and sizes were moored along the water, and some rocking gently, some where even tied down with ropes that looked like they hadnât even been replaced in years. A few had peeling paint, others were covered with tarps, and the entire dock smelled of old salt, damp wood, and engine oil. âKill the headlights,â I said sharply when we were approaching. Elijah didnât ask why. He reached for the switch, and the car lights snapped off, plunging us into semi darkness lit only by the moon r
âNinaâs POV âFor hours now...God knows how long exactly...I was still tied down. My wrists burned from the rough rope digging into my skin, and my ankles were already numb. My mouth was still stuffed with pieces of cloth, making it hard to breathe, harder to even cry, and impossible to scream. My phone kept vibrating somewhere there on the table across the room. Over and over, again and again. Who was really calling? Every one must be looking all over for us. William? Elijah? âAnyone? And each time it rang, panic shot through me because I couldnât answer. I couldnât even turn my head to see the screen. I just lay down there helplessly, my cheek pressed against the cold floor. Tears soaked the cloth gag until it tasted like salt. What did I do? Why am I still here?My thoughts spiraled, looping back to the same fear every single time.My son. Where is my son? I want my baby. I want to see him. I want to hear his little voice calling âMommy.â I want to know heâs safe. The silence in
â âWilliamâs POV â âThe call kept on ringing, but Nina still wasnât picking up at all. But Why wasnât she answering? I wanted to make sure sheâd gotten home safely...especially after the parking lot security told me theyâd found her car with a punctured tire. A car that had remained in the hospital lot all day. That alone didnât sit well with me. I kept on trying her number again. But still there was nothing. It was Just her voicemail. A bad feeling hit my chest. Nina never ignored calls like this⌠not from me at least. I checked the time... I had just finished my shift. I couldnât shake the uneasiness growing inside me. Something isnât right. I grabbed my coat and headed out of the hospital. If Nina wasnât answering, then I needed to check the house myself. Maybe she was already home with her son. Maybe everything was probably fine. But deep down⌠I knew something was off. So I drove straight to her place. â âBut when I got to her house, the whole place was quiet.I stepped into
âNina's POV âMy eyes felt so heavy,⌠but I could forced them open. At first everything was looking very blurry. i began to see some Shapes, then it was becoming like Shadows. Then slowly, it became clearer. I tried to lift my hand but it wouldnât move. I pulled harder. But still nothing. My wrists were tied⌠tightly⌠to a metal pole behind me. That instant, panic shot through me. I struggled again, twisting my hands, trying to free myself, but the rope only cut deeper into my skin. â âWhen my sight finally cleared fully, I looked around, and my heart almost stopped the moment I noticed where I was. I was lying on the cold wooden floor of a small cabin. There weren't any windows, only one dim light, with Four walls that felt like they were all closing in at me. A sharp fear washed over me. âHello?â I shouted. âHelp! Somebody help me!â But my voice only echoed back at me. There wasn't any answer. But then I screamed louder again, I became desperate now. But still there was nothin
âNinaâs POV âWe were just about to leave the hospital after my sonâs discharge when my phone rang again. It was the same person, the man from the black market. My heart skipped the moment I saw his call again. âIâll be right back,â I said quietly to William, then stepped away from them before picking up. âIâm at the handover point, waiting on you,â the man said. I looked down at my bag, slowly pulling out the document. Just holding it now made my chest tighten. Elijahâs personal doctorâs words kept echoing in my head. Everything I believed⌠everything I hated Elijah for⌠What if it was all a misunderstanding from the very beginning? What if I had been wrong all along? I stood there, just frozen, torn between revenge and the truth I didnât want to face right now. âWhatâs going on, maâam?â the man asked again, dragging me out of my thoughts. âWhy are you silent?â I swallowed hard this time. âItâs⌠itâs all a misunderstanding,â I finally whispered. âIâm cancelling the deal.â âWhat? Why.
âNinaâs POV â âOn the morning of the handover, I went straight to the hospital to pick up my son. As I walked through the entrance, I suddenly saw Elijahâs private doctor coming out. âOh...hello, Mrs. Elijah,â he said with a warm smile. âOh, doctor⌠itâs been a very long time,â I replied. âAnd you can just call me Miss now.â âOh? I see,â he said, a little surprised. âWell, how are you? Itâs good to see you after such a long long while. I havenât seen you and Elijah come in for your usual checkups. Is everything okay between you two?â ââWe⌠we havenât been together for a long time,â I said quietly. âEverything fell apart after Vanessa...after she got her eyes back. And I almost lost my life because of what she did to me... And Elijah was all in the picture.â âWhat?â the doctor gasped. âThat must have been horrible.â âIt was,â I admitted. He hesitated, then sighed. âBut⌠five years ago, I was the one managing Vanessaâs health while she was in the coma. After the accident that left he







