LOGINAURELIA'S POV We left the wedding hall to towards the reception Hall.. "Did you see how Janet and Silea was looking at me? I really thought they were about to pounce on me... " I whispered to Theo who tried to mask his smile.. "You should have looked at Owen too... He saw what he lost and
THIRD PERSON’S POV The silence didn’t last. It never did. Because Aurelia didn’t come to blend in. She came to be seen. Another step echoed through the hall—slow, deliberate, unhurried. Theodore’s hand remained firmly intertwined with hers, his thumb brushing lightly against her skin in a gestu
THIRD PERSON’S POV The air inside the Ashford estate shifted after that conversation. Subtle. But unmistakably heavier. By evening, the house that had been filled with laughter and celebration began to feel… structured. Controlled. Directed. And at the center of it all— Janet. “Mov
THIRD PERSON’S POV The air inside the Ashford estate shifted after that conversation. Subtle. But unmistakably heavier. By evening, the house that had been filled with laughter and celebration began to feel… structured. Controlled. Directed. And at the center of it all— Janet. “Mov
THIRD PERSON’S POV For a moment… Theodore said nothing. He simply stared at her. Not shocked. Not confused. Just… staring. Then— A slow, dangerous smile spread across his face. “Oh,” he breathed, almost impressed. “That’s evil.” Aurelia’s lips curved, pleased. “Thank you.” He let
THIRD PERSON’S POV The word storm barely covered it. It was more like walking straight into a battlefield… unarmed. Theodore stood frozen for a solid second, the color draining from his face as reality slammed into him. Aurelia’s father. The man who had built an empire from nothing. The man wh
“Marry me, Aurelia. Not for strategy. Not for revenge. Just because we’re better together than we’ve ever been apart.” Tears—real ones this time—blurred my vision. I didn’t even try to stop them. “Yes,” I whispered. Then louder, laughing through the tears, “Yes, Theo. A thousand times yes.” He
THIRD PERSON POV 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕 Owen stared at the message until the screen dimmed, the words burning behind his eyelids even after it went black. Silea was at the house. In the middle of the morning, while the entire world tore their family apart, while his parents were litera
Downstairs, his parents waited in the formal sitting room, the one reserved for important guests. His father was immaculate in a charcoal suit, jaw set, eyes bloodshot from a sleepless night of emergency calls to lawyers and PR crisis teams. His mother wore pearls and a black dress, as if attending
𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕 I grinned as I watched Silea walk into their house through the hacked CCTV camera... Right now they might be over the moon but what they don't know is that they carried the snake inside with their own hands... The thing is that Silea isn't like me.. She'll never be me.







