Chapter 2
ZOE’S POV I didn't wait. I couldn’t. Chloe said she'd come to Melbourne tomorrow. But I can't trust her. Not after she had succeeded in decieving me, ignored my calls and text messages. She probably got scared. She had no idea I was coming to Australia today. I booked the next flight to Sydney. As the plane flew through the darkness, the city lights of Melbourne faded behind me, but the betrayal still lingered on me. Chloe, my twin sister–had taken my name, the father of my son and build a life that wasn’t hers. She erased me like I didn't exist anymore. And now, I'm going to erase her lie. It was almost 10pm when I checked into the Grand Hyatt hotel. I stood by the window of my room watching the lights, my phone clutched in my hand. My fingers hesistated for a second, then I typed the message. Zoe: I'm in Sydney. That should get her attention. My phone rang few seconds later. “Where are you?” she asked, breathless. I almost laughed. “Now you want to talk?” “Zoe, please… just tell me where you are. I'll come meet you there. Don't go anywhere, please.” She sounded really desperate but I don't feel an ounce of sympathy for her. Not after what she did. I paused for a moment before responding. “I’m staying at the Grand Hyatt. Room 109.” “I’ll meet you there soon.” She said before dropping the call. ***************** Twenty minutes later, she was knocking at my door. She looked thesame. Just like me, of course. But different, too. Her hair looks shinier, her clothes more expensive, her eyes a little more tired. She walked in carefully, as if she was afraid I'd lunge at her. Honestly, I wanted to. I crossed my arms across my chest, narrowing my eyes at her as soon as she came in. I was fuming with anger. “What the hell did you do, Chloe?” “I did it for Jamie.” She said closing the door slowly behind her. “I know you're angry–furious, but I swear.. I didn't do this to hurt you.” I stood there, arms crossed. “Really? Chloe. You took my name. Married my former boss who didn't even know he has a son. Lied to the Perkins family, everyone. Completely deceived me for months. And you think that's not supposed to hurt?” She sighed. “Listen, I know how this looks. But I promise, I meant no harm to you, Zoe. I just wanted Jamie to be happy. To live the life he deserves. You need to see how happy he is now. He has a father who loves him–adores him. Jamie has a real chance now–private school, vacation, love, everything he wants.” “He’s my son.” I snapped, my voice low but firm. “My life. It was not your decision to make, Chloe. I do everything I can to provide for him.” She moved closer. “You left, Zoe. You ran to another country. You didn't even want Austin to know about his own son. You were going to rob Jamie of his father. You were going to let him suffer because of your decision. I couldn’t let that happen.” “I never ran. I would never. I love my son more than anything. I took the job outside the country because of him. I didn’t tell Austin about Jamie because I didn't want my son to be taken away from me. You should understand that better than anyone.” “I'm really sorry, Zoe. She said, her voice shaking. I never meant to hurt you. I was only trying to help save us. Help relieve you of the burden of raising Jamie alone all for five years. And I wanted Jamie to be happy.” “You could've told me! I called you every now and then but you never said a word about it. You had the chance to let me know what you had in mind but you chose to do what you wanted behind my back, Chloe. You used my son. Stole my name and took my place like I no longer existed!” “I was scared you'd say no. She said, with tears streaming down her eyes. And I did it all for Jamie. I love him too, Zoe.” I looked away, going back and forth in the room. “I'm going to tell them the truth.” I said flatly. Chloe froze. “What?” “I'm going to the Perkins right now. I'll tell Austin everything. That you lied. Stole my identity. And I'm taking my son back with me.” Chloe quickly grabbed my arm. “No, please, Zoe. You can’t do that. Think of what that will do to Jamie. He'll be confused. You'll ruin everything for him.” “And whose fault will that be?” I yanked my arm away from her. “Yours.” She looked crushed. “Please, Zoe. Leave it. For Jamie’s sake. Let him have the life he deserves. I'll raise him like he's mine. I've been doing that for a while now.” I shook my head. “That doesn’t make it right. I'm not leaving him and I'm not letting you live my life.” Something snapped in her eyes. Panic. Then she moved fast. Really fast. The wine bottle on the table shattered against my head with a sharp cracking sound before I realized what she had grabbed. I gasped, stumbling backward. My eyes went wide with shock before I collapsed and fell to the floor. The room was spinning above me as I struggled to keep my eyes open. Everything was still, for a moment. Then darkness. I felt Chloe shaking me. “Zoe? Can you hear me? Zoe…Zoe, please..wake up. Don't do this to me. I didn’t mean to—I didn't—” Her voice sounding very faint in my ears. I wanted to move. Scream. Breathe. But I couldn’t. I could feel Chloe's hand on my neck, her words echoing in my ears. I felt cold. Distant. Like I was floating just outside of my own body. Then it was total silent. And I could no longer feel anything.ZOE'S POVMinutes after Owen had walked out of my office, his words still stuck with me— Because you used to say my name like it meant everything. I sat still in my chair looking at the door like I was waiting for him to walk back through it and explain.But he did not.He didn’t wait for me to respond. He just… left.I could not continue working after he left.I should’ve chased after him. I wanted to. But I could not move, not when my mind was racing with questions I couldn’t express and feelings I didn’t understand.What did he mean? Who was he to me?I never got to ask him what he meant by that. I was not even sure what I would have said if I had asked him. But the way he looked at me like he knew me so well, it left me with questions I couldn’t answer. I gripped the wheel firmly as I was driving. Emotions raging within me. The name Owen stayed on my mind since Chloe mentioned it to me. But now it felt heavier.The questions still stayed with me when I got home. I went over them
OWEN'S POV “But the bigger question is... what are you doing here Owen?” His words hung heavy in the air.I turned slowly at the sound of his voice, every muscle tightening as I faced the man I least wanted to see — Austin Perkins. He stood behind me with that familiar smug calm, his hands in the pockets of a perfectly tailored suit.I studied him briefly, the calm steeliness in his expression. But his eyes… they flicked to the member of staff I’d been speaking to and then back to me, alert and calculating.“Nice to see you too, Austin,” I said, keeping my voice even. “I could ask you the same thing but I think I already know the answer to that.”His smirk barely moved. “It's good you know. So now, tell me… why are you back here now? After all this time.”I crossed my arms, not blinking. “I came back for work. But seeing this office again… there had been some changes. And I just needed to know if she was okay.”“Zoe.”The name was a loaded topic.He nodded his face unreadable. “I don
AUSTIN’S POV“Sir… someone just came to the office to see Mrs. Perkins.”Something in his voice made me listen. I stopped signing my pen still in hand. “Who came?”“Mr. Owen Pratt.”My hand froze. I was silent for a moment. I just looked at the paper as if I could change the words. “Are you sure?”“One hundred percent. One of the old staff—Ashley—recognized him right away. She said he used to be the co-owner of the company with Mrs Perkins. And he asked for Mrs. Perkins by name.”My pulse began to throb. I leaned forward, speaking low. “Is he still in the building?”“Yes, but… he might leave soon. He just stepped out of her office and headed toward the exit.”“Then stall him” I snapped. “Keep him there until I get there—any excuse. Elevator delay, a security issue, whatever you can come up with. Just don't let him leave.”“Yes sir.”I ended the call without another word.Owen. Back in Sydney.I leaned back in my chair slowly, pressing my fingertips together.What the hell was he doing
ZOE'S POV It had been more than a year. A year of waking up to a life I didn’t remember choosing. A year of trying to stitch myself into the pieces that remained—my son, Jamie… and Austin, the man who said he was my husband. A year of smiling through the fog, pretending the fragments were enough to call a whole life mine. After Chloe was arrested, I stopped asking questions. I stopped searching. It was too draining to keep trying to figure it out. Whatever truth she was going to tell me, went with her. Locked away with her silence. Austin never mentioned her again. And I never pushed. Because by then, I had learned how to survive without knowing everything. I tried to build something normal again. For Jamie’s sake. For mine. We went on family outings. I took pictures without knowing. I prepared his favourite food and packed his lunch. I dropped him off at school in the mornings. I knew the names of his teachers and the bedtime songs he liked. So I slowly moved on from the past
OWEN'S POV I wasn’t planning on coming back when I left Sydney over a year ago. It held painful memories. Memories of what I could've had but ended up losing it.The city used to mean a lot to me. It made me feel alive more than any other place. But that was before Zoe gave up on what we had. Before the day at the airport when I waited for hours, hoping—believing—she’d come. Before everything shattered.And when she didn’t come, I told myself it was no big deal and let it go. That maybe what we had was just temporary, a fantasy I held onto tighter than she ever did. I convinced myself she chose Austin, and I wasn’t the one she wanted. The pain gnawed at me for months, then settled into something colder, something I tried not to name.But now I had no choice but to come back.A massive contract had brought me here and as much as I hated going back to the place that once stirred up too many feelings, I had business to take care of. Not with Zoe—not anymore—but with the company I had bu
AUSTIN’S POV “This isn’t over Austin!” Chloe yelled at the top of her lungs as the officers pulled her to the car.I didn’t blink.I stood smiling, hands in pockets. Let her yell. Let her curse. This scene was exactly what I had hoped for. And hearing those last desperate words only made her fall from grace all the more delicious.She had no idea how easily she would walk into the trap.The burner phone was my trump card. I never planned to use it for anything other than keeping it out of Zoe’s reach, just to control the narrative and to keep her from hearing more of Chloe’s poisonous lies. But as I watched Zoe distanced herself from me, I knew hiding the phone wasn't enough. I needed to be sure.So when the idea struck to use the phone to lure Chloe into a trap—I didn’t hesitate. I sent a short message asking to meet. Chloe, hungry for control, took the bait. The rest unfolded beautifully. Police were already tracking her movements thanks to the pending charges. She showed up expe