LOGINTHIRD PERSON’S POV “I didn’t come here to fight with you,” Alyssa said finally, breaking the silence.Her voice was tiny, as though life has forced her to speak in low volumes.A smile that wasn't a smile graced Sara's lips, "I didn't think so. I don't want to fight you either."Alyssa stilled at that, she stared at Sara for a minute then nodded slowly.Following that, she took slow steps forward then heavily lowered herself into the empty space next to Sara.She was quiet for a long while. Sara didn't speak and just watched her."I had no idea." Alyssa gave her a sideways glance. "I didn't know about any of it. I had no idea my Dad could be so cruel and I didn't know he...he..."She sucked in a deep breath, unable to continue.Sara felt tempted to reach out and pat her shoulders, but she didn't."I know," she muttered instead.Alyssa glanced at her again, with a soft look Sara had never witnessed before.Her eyes held guilt, remorse and shame and in that moment, Sara became clearer
THIRD PERSON'S POV The first thing Sara heard was a beeping sound that seemed magnified many times over in her head.Her head hurt really bad and they seemed to weigh heavier than she remembered. Her body weighed a ton too and she felt this while stirring.Even her eyelids were heavy too and felt as though there was a weight forcing them down but determined to get them open, Sara tried a few times until they fluttered open.Bright light hit her eyes at once, making them hurt and she hurriedly snapped them close then slowly began to open them again until her eyes adjusted to the brightness of the room.Was she in heaven?That was her first thought because everything in her line of sight was white and her brain felt like mush to actually figure out where she was.She laid there for a while, breathing in and out steadily until she felt better. The moment she tried to turn her head, a quiet groan escaped her and what followed was the anxious call of her name."Sara?"The voice sounded a
THIRD PERSON'S POV Alaric didn’t plan to tell her like this.Left to him, he didn't plan to tell her at all but after seeing Sara at work once more with that hollow look in her eyes, he knew he couldn't keep silent anymore.He'd finally sent her that message, asking if he could pay her a visit at home after giving her the day off. When Sara asked why, he didn't say and his response to her was- "I'll tell you when we see."Now, he stood in the middle of Derek Marshall's living room with a wry smile.He never thought his first time in this house would be to deliver such news but he was done holding back. It was time to stop being selfish.It wasn't Sara herself who let him but Danielle's nanny. The woman must have recognized him or probably heard something from Sara because she led him right in then disappeared before he could ask where Sara was.A minute later, he realised he didn't need to ask because Sara was seated right in the living room, on the sofa, staring at the open window
THIRD PERSON'S POV Alyssa turned when she heard the knock on her door. She had been sitting on the edge of her bed for about an hour, gnawing on her lips while anxiously waiting for news.Her phone was held in her hands and every minute, it either dinged or buzzed or rang.She paid it no heed though, she had seen enough of the news of her father's arrest and all the controversial opinions that surrounded it.What she was waiting for now was a way to put a stop to it all.When the knock on her door came, she sprang to her feet and hurried to open it, revealing her father's assistant, Mr Hale.She let out a sigh of relief when she saw him but when she caught the expression on his face, her chest tightened again.Mr Hale didn't look like his usual self, his tie was loose, his hair was messy as though he had been embroiled in a fight and his shirt was crumpled.The instant she saw him, Alyssa knew only bad news awaited her.Still, she held on to the hole she had been holding out on for t
THIRD PERSON’S POV He ran a hand through his hair, letting out repetitive scoffs of disbeliefs before turning to Derek again.“How did you find out about all of this?”If Gregory Ford had truly done all that Derek said he had then he must have concealed it all and buried the evidence of his crimes.“I started digging into this many years ago, long before Sara and I got married. It just never made sense to me. There were too many inconsistencies surrounding her parents death and after digging a bit, my suspicion was around.”“I began to investigate until I found evidence of him abetting the murder.”Alaric stared at him, gobsmacked. “So you’re saying you’ve been investigating all this time?”“Yes.”He went silent for a while then asked. “What about Sara, did she know about all of this?”Derek didn’t answer but his silence was all the response Alaric needed.“Jesus…” He dragged his fingers through his hair again. “So if my thought is right, you had to keep Sara safe because Gregory For
THIRD PERSON’S POV Alaric’s gaze narrowed, his eyes flickering with undisguised confusion.Alyssa was a means to an end? He had no idea what the hell that was supposed to mean.He had always prided himself on being intelligent but Derek at this very moment was testing his intelligence.Nothing about everything he’d said so far explained why Sara was sad, save for the part where he said he had been monitoring her movement.Alaric could see why that would have made Sara angry and sad too. He was clear on how Sara’s thought process worked and knew she would have thought that Derek had done that to take advantage of her, especially if the latter had been as vague towards her as he was to him now.“You’re going to have to be clearer than that.” He muttered in a voice void of emotion, staring at Derek who had lowered his head at a point in time.Derek kept his head lowered for longer, thinking. Memories flashed through his head like flipping through a picture album and none of them were j
THIRD PERSON'S POV Danielle stood frozen still, gripping the piece of craft paper in her hold tightly, crumpling it's edges.She had bounded out of her room merrily, after ransacking everywhere for the paper Janice had given her earlier in school that day.It was a handmade birthday card that Jani
SARA'S POVAlaric was at his desk when I walked in, head bent over a file in front of him while more were stacked on the side of his table.He lifted his head the moment he noticed my presence and smiled, "Sara."His back straightened and let his pen drop on his desk, scrutinizing me, "You seem ple
THIRD PERSON'S POVEven after figuring out that piece of information, Derek's expression didn't change much, at least on the outside but within him, something had been disturbed and it struck him as a quiet, uncomfortable awareness.Many thought had run through his mind in a span of minutes and one
THIRD PERSON’S POV The closer they drew to Mommy’s house, the more Danielle began to anticipate. She was curious to know what mommy had planned for her and the oblivion of not knowing and having to wait to be surprised made her anxious.Her gaze shifted to the rearview mirror, at Daddy who was sti







