LOGINSam's POV
Smoke drifted slowly, just like Ethan's words stayed there.
“We need to talk, Sam. No more deflections.”
Just past the doorway he stayed, lamplight slicing angles over his skin. Tension held his jaw firm, muscles coiled like wire beneath fabric. Staring - unblinking - not mad but searching instead. Wanting answers buried somewhere behind my silence. Need pulsed quiet under every breath.
Thump thump went my heart, louder than I liked.
It wSam's POVA fall in shares felt like getting cut, yet cuts have ways to heal.Morning dragged into late hours when Sterling Industries stock slipped by 4.8%. Whispers Gwen let loose moved just like she planned - doubt curled around Ethan’s choices while I got framed as someone hungry for a quick exit. Unease built slowly, spreading through investor circles because of the shaky mood her leaks stirred up.It didn’t get worse because I stepped in.From the study, work began without fanfare while Ethan took the urgent calls with investors. Silence replaced speeches. There were no grand gestures, only careful steps shaped by what I had lived before. Each choice carried weight, guided by memories others didn’t have.Right off the bat, there's a press release. It shows up before anything else does.It came straight from me, written tight and clear. That future-focused edge stayed throughout, steady on what Sterling aims to become. What stood out we
Ethan's POVBright morning light hadn’t even touched the sky when my phone started buzzing nonstop.Darkness still filled the room when the shaking started, sharp against the quiet. My pulse jumped before my eyes even opened. Next to me, Sam shifted slightly, breathing slow beneath tangled sheets. The screen lit up with noise, breaking the calm. One hand reached over, pressing down hard to stop it. Bare feet touched floor without sound. Across the carpet, near the window, I stood alone with the device now silent.The notifications were relentless.Sterling Industries down 4.2% before market open Divorce Rumors Shake Sterling Empire Leadership Stability Under Scrutiny Due to Personal IssuesThat first article hit hard. Headlines came like punches - sharp, expected. Some unnamed source said our marriage was breaking apart. Words made it seem Sam stayed only for money, already planning an exit. Different voices told another story - one where
Gwen's 125A sour tang hung in the air, leftover bubbles fading into silence. Empty bottles whispered stories no one wanted to hear.On the big bed I stayed seated, legs folded, computer resting where my knees rose up. Around me sprawled what remained - food boxes tossed aside, glasses left sticky, wine unfinished. Cloth napkins balled into tiny heaps near silk pillowcases gone wrinkled. Neatness had vanished long ago, replaced by something closer to wreckage. A room once spotless now echoed how things fell apart, piece by quiet piece.My battlefield.For the tenth time since the clock ticked past sixty minutes, I tapped refresh - only to find more headlines sprouting up, stubborn as dandelions in cracked pavement. A smirk tugged at my mouth, sharp and sour.“Sterling Marriage on the Rocks? Sources Say Divorce Imminent” “Inside the Crumbling Sterling Union: ‘Ethan Regrets the Merger’” “Sam Sterling Spotted Looking Distant at Charity Event
Ethan's POVBack came the distance.Something shifted slowly once we added the rooftop garden. Quick replies instead of full sentences. Her gaze sliding away whenever I walked in. Nights stretched long, her shut inside the study past midnight. I blamed pressure - the lingering danger, that slash from the blade, the files piling up on Gwen and Victor. Facts she kept sorting through alone.Yet I understood differently.He started putting distance between them once more.That morning, silence sat between us as I looked over. Her fork moved without purpose across the plate. Glued to the screen, she answered me in short phrases - just enough. Reaching for coffee at once, our hands touched. A small jump followed. Sorry slipped out before she turned away again.Something old pulled at my ribs again. It sat heavy, like it belonged there.Patience wasn’t new to me. Held her tight when fear shook her voice. Stayed beside her, even when silence
Sam's POVOut near another city, inside an ordinary-looking office block, we met - using a fake identity I’d set up long before. Not one guard from Sterling showed up. Ethan stayed away too. Only my presence, a disposable phone, everything silent except the hum of tires on hidden routes, making certain nobody tailed me.Waiting there was my lawyer, Mr. Harlan - still the same steady figure from back home, untouched by anything Sterling. A bare conference room surrounded us, no windows, just walls closing in. On the table sat heavy files, lined up tight, color-coded tabs sticking out like flags.“Everything is ready,” he said, sliding the first stack toward me. “Divorce paperwork. Asset division. The settlement is generous but ironclad - no loopholes for contesting, no hidden clauses that could be exploited later. You’ll walk away with more than enough to rebuild independently, plus full ownership of the revitalized Wade family business.”My fingers moved
Sam's POVThere I was, inside the hushed room where stillness hung thick - just the faint pulse of an old clock breaking the silence from its high shelf spot. Light spilled across the floor from my tablet, screen bright with one bold red ring circling the current day.Six months.Six months left before the deal ends.That figure hung there, wobbling under my gaze. Half a year stood between now and the day gates opened. Come that time, I’d step out carrying what we agreed upon when vows were said - cash thick enough to start over beyond Sterling’s reach, past those old dark corners where I used to vanish.The folder was locked tight, marked only with the words “Escape Plan.”The space stood just as it should. A quiet rightness filled the room.Out past midnight, settlement money sat tucked away overseas, ticking upward with every smart move. Not loud but strong, the Wade company kept humming along - fuel added by those once-shadowy tru







