MasukAdrian’s POVI had spent the entire night thinking about Amara.More specifically, I had spent the entire night thinking about how she had left so hurriedly after checking the time, and I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me what it was about.I had watched her walk away, trying not to let my expression betray what was going through my mind.Ever since Isabel told me about their breakup and after what had happened the other day when Amara got drunk, a small part of me had been relieved, although I hated admitting it. Not because I wanted to see her hurt, but because, for the first time, there had been a possibility that Damian might no longer be in the picture.A possibility that maybe, just maybe, I could finally tell her how I felt.I had thought about it more times than I cared to admit."Should I tell her?"Should I take a chance and let her know about the feelings I had kept to myself for years, or should I continue keeping quiet and allow her to make her own choices?For the firs
Amara's POV By the time I got home that night, Damian had already sent me a goodnight message, and for some reason, I stood beside my bed with my phone still in my hand, staring at those two simple words as if they contained an answer to everything that had been troubling me since yesterday. It was strange how something as ordinary as a goodnight text could make my chest feel so heavy because this was the same man I had once waited for every night, the same man whose messages used to make me smile even when we had spent the entire day together, and yet now I was standing there, wondering whether I was slowly becoming a terrible person for thinking about someone else while my boyfriend was still trying to get me back. My eyes moved over the message again, and then my mind went straight to Mr. Adrian to the way he looked at me sometimes when he thought I wasn't paying attention, to the way his hand had caught my waist more than once, to how comfortable I had begun to feel around h
Amara's POV By the time I returned to my desk, the office had settled back into its usual rhythm. People were busy with their work, conversations had returned to normal, and nobody was staring at me or paying attention to whatever I was doing. So, I decided to focus on work as well. The voice activation project had finally moved past the maintenance stage, which meant we were getting ready to begin the marketing phase, and after weeks of working on the product, we had finally waiting for the first working prototype to arrive for testing. I was relieved that we had reached that point because I knew how much work had gone into getting it there, especially the voice activation feature that I had suggested in the early stages, and although there were still many things that needed to be checked before the product could be considered complete I was happy that it was almost. I was going through some of the test results when Mr Adrian called me into his office again, and when I walked
Lily’s POV The moment Amara walked away from me, I returned to my seat, but I couldn’t bring myself to act normal anymore, because my heart was beating so fast that I could almost hear it in my ears, and before I even sat properly, I started biting my finger, my mind going over everything that had just happened. Why wasn’t she angry? Why didn’t she ask me anything? Why did she look so calm? I had expected her to be devastated after seeing the message, maybe crying, maybe confronting Damian, maybe even leaving the office in anger, but instead, she had stood there talking to me as though nothing had happened, and what scared me the most was the way she had looked at me while she was saying those things about Damian. Could she know? I quickly shook my head. No. There was no way she could know. I had been careful. At least, I thought I had been. I glanced at my phone again, my fingers trembling slightly as I remembered the message I had posted anonymously in the group chat, an
Amara’s POVWhen I got to the office the next morning, something felt off. People kept staring at me; some spoke to themselves as I passed. They even gave me a pitiful look, which felt strange.I was not the most popular person in the office, but being in a relationship with Damian made people know me, and that was why the sudden interest felt strange and uncomfortable, like being pulled into a conversation I had not been invited to.Questions started coming in bits and pieces, indirect at first and then more obvious, and I kept hearing the same thing repeated in different ways—something about a message, something about Damian, something posted anonymously in the group chat.So I took out my phone and entered the group immediately.I stepped aside and checked, scrolling until I found it, and the moment I read the message, my chest tightened slightly. Who did this? My mind went straight to one person.Lily.I paused.Then I pushed the thought away almost immediately, because suspicion
Lily’s POVI was looking for where to clear my head when I spotted Damian in a bar with a glass loosely held in his hand while his gaze remained fixed on nothing in particular, as though everything around him had faded into the background and no longer mattered.For a moment, I didn’t move, I just stood there watching him quietly, he looked so disoriented, I have never seen him in this state before.So this was what heartbreak looked like on him.I walked over and took the seat beside him.“Rough day”He glanced at me briefly before sighing and looking away again, his voice carrying a tired honesty that he didn’t bother hiding.“At this point I don’t even know what it is anymore” he answered.I didn’t rush him or console him I just let him drink. Then listened to him complain and spoke gently, listened more than I talked, and gave him exactly what he needed to hear, just enough to make him continue talking and drinking.Time passed without either of us keeping track, and the alcohol g
Amara’s POVAfter we finished getting lunch, I was about to sit down when a tall, handsome man walked past me and greeted me politely.He looked so familiar, but try as I might, I couldn’t place where I had seen him before. There was something about the way he carried himself calm, confident, yet u
Adrian's POV I walked out of my office, the weight of everything from the past still pressing heavily on my shoulders. As I reached the cafeteria, my eyes immediately landed on Damian and Lily.A sudden, violent urge rose inside me to rush forward and beat the living daylight out of Damian, and th
Amara's POVMy eyes slowly opened, and the first thing I saw was a white ceiling."Is this heaven?" I wondered.I sat up abruptly and looked around. I was in my old apartment the one I lived in after getting a job at the company right after my graduation.Confusion flooded my mind.I was supposed t
Adrian’s POV“Sir, Mrs. Amara Williams is dead.”The words hit me like a hammer to the chest. My assistant’s voice trembled slightly, as if he knew no human words could soften the blow. I felt my knees weaken. The world around me blurred, though nothing physically moved.“What?!” I managed to gasp,







