LOGINMark’s POVLydia was finally calm.I stood beside the bed, watching her sleep.For the first time since she had arrived at my house, the tension in her face had disappeared. Her breathing had settled into a slow, steady rhythm, and her body was finally resting after everything she had endured.I hated knowing that the peace she was experiencing now had only come after someone had nearly taken it away from her.I quietly stepped away from the bed.My fingers rested on the bedroom door before I pulled it closed with a soft click.I stood in the hallway for a moment, listening.Nothing.Lydia was still asleep.I walked downstairs.I paced back and forth several times before finally reaching for my phone.My thumb hovered over the screen.For a moment, I simply stared at it.There was a number I hadn't called in a long time.The same number that had brought me away from London a while back.The same number that, without a doubt, was responsible for what had happened to Lydia.I finally ty
Sebastian’s POVSunlight emptied itself through the windows of the study, bathing everything in a warm, continuous glow that felt completely out of place after the darkness of the previous night.I blinked several times before everything came into focus.Vincent was still there.He was curved around the laptop, holding it tightly as though it might fall from his hands at any moment. His head had tilted slightly to one side, and for a brief second I wondered if he had even slept.Then my eyes wandered around the room.Everything was exactly how I remembered it.The shattered pieces of the wine bottle from last night were still scattered across the marble floor, some of them hidden in the darker corners of the study where the sunlight couldn't reach.A dull banging had settled against the side of my head.I raised both hands to my temples, pressing gently as I tried to gain my footing.My eyes dropped to the watch still sitting around my wrist.12:45.It was already afternoon.A quiet s
Sebastian’s POVI pulled the car into the parking lot of the mansion and killed the engine.For several seconds, neither Isabelle nor I moved.She sat numb in the passenger seat, her hands intertwined with mine throughout the entire drive. Her fingers had barely loosened since we left Lydia's apartment, and I could still feel the faint tremor running through them.No doubt she was still shaken by what had happened.Anyone would be.Lydia's apartment had looked like a battlefield, and Josh had been carried away barely breathing, surrounded by machines that were now doing everything his body couldn't do for itself.Isabelle had tried several times to convince me to turn the car around and go back for Lydia.She had wanted to make sure she was safe.But Lydia had left with Mark by her own accord, and that was the only thing I could use to settle Isabelle down.“She chose to go with him,” I had reminded her.It hadn't completely satisfied her, but eventually she stopped arguing.Now, as w
Lydia's POV"You can take the bed. I'll sleep on the couch," Mark said, taking a handful of a bed cover from inside his wardrobe.I stared at him.After everything that had happened tonight, after watching Josh being carried away in an ambulance and sitting outside my ruined apartment while police officers questioned everyone, this man was seriously suggesting that I sleep alone in some enormous bedroom while he folded himself onto a couch."You have to be fucking kidding me."I leaped off the bed and immediately engaged in a tug of war with him over the bed sheet.Mark laughed as I pulled it toward myself."I've gone through a weird night and you want to leave me in this bedroom that, thinking of it, looks way too big to be just for one person."A small smile touched Mark's lips.He finally loosened his grip."Okay, okay. I'll stay with you."I shrugged."Better."I climbed back into bed and dragged one of Mark's arms with me before he could change his mind.For the first time since
Lydia's POVSebastian stumbled back a little, faltering for only a second, but it was enough for me to notice.His shoulders stiffened almost immediately, and whatever weakness had crossed his face disappeared as quickly as it came. He straightened himself, adjusted his jacket and looked at Isabelle as though nothing had happened."I was in the area when I saw the cars," he said.He lied.I knew it.And from the subtle look he gave me afterward, he knew that I knew.It was barely noticeable, a fraction of a second where our eyes met before he looked away. But I had spent enough time around Sebastian to recognize the difference between his usual expressions and the ones he used when he was hiding something.I said nothing.Not here.Not with Isabelle standing beside me and the police still moving around the street."What did they say?" Isabelle asked, gesturing toward the officer who had spent the last hour questioning Sebastian."You know what they always do. Just ask questions and no
Lydia's POVThe rushed, muffled sound of the paramedic team moving in and out of the building filled the evening air with a strange rhythm. Doors opened and closed. Shoes hurried across the pavement. Voices overlapped with one another as people tried to make sense of what had happened.The street was flooded with revolving red and blue lights, their colors reflecting against the windows of the surrounding buildings and painting everything in flashes. For a moment, it almost didn't feel real.I sat in the back of a paramedic truck parked especially for comfort, a thin nylon jacket wrapped around my shoulders, just enough to stop the cold evening air from reaching me directly.My hands were still trembling.I tried hiding them beneath the jacket, but it was useless. Every few seconds, my fingers tightened against one another as if they were trying to remind me that I was still here.Across the street, Sebastian stood in the middle of the commotion.Two police officers were questioning h







