LOGINTHIRD PERSON’S POV The Ashford residence was no longer filled with celebration. No laughter. No warmth. Just tension— Thick. Suffocating. Waiting to snap. The moment the message came through— Owen’s world tilted. He stared at his phone. Once. Twice. As if reading it again w
THIRD PERSON’S POV The world didn’t feel real anymore. Not as Silea stumbled out of the office. Not as the lawyer’s words replayed in her head—over and over, louder each time. No longer a member of Vance. It echoed. Mocked. Burned. Her steps were uneven as she made her way through th
THIRD PERSON'S POV The silence in the room stretched— Long. Heavy. Unforgiving. Silea’s grip on the papers tightened, the edges crumpling beneath her fingers as her breathing grew uneven. “No…” Her voice was faint at first. Shaken. But then— It rose. Stronger. More desperate.
THIRD PERSON’S POV For a moment— Silea didn’t move. Didn’t breathe. Didn’t think. Because what Aurelia had just said— Didn’t make sense. It couldn’t make sense. “You’re lying.” The words came out sharper this time. Firmer. Desperate in a way she refused to acknowledge. Aurelia didn’t react
His eyes darkened slightly. “Don’t test my patience.” A beat. Then— “Your inheritance.” There it was. Again. Silea straightened, forcing some strength back into her posture. “I already told you. I’m not giving you anything.” Owen let out a quiet breath. Not angry. Not explosive. Worse. D
THIRD PERSON'S POV Aurelia and Theo sat quietly on the couch.. Aurelia read through the Magazine while Theo was checking some work on his laptop.. "You think she'll come? " Theo asked quietly and Aurelia nodded.. "You saw how Owen looked at me.. Regret was visible on his face... He clearly
She’s not done. She’s just starting. Herman, blissfully unaware of the undercurrent, handed Silea a glass of champagne. She accepted it with a practiced elegance, and Aurelia’s skin prickled at the casual intimacy of the exchange. When Silea adjusted his tie slightly as he lifted the glass in a toa
The next morning.. I opened my eyes to see the ceiling.. A new day has begun along celebration.. Dad had wished me at midnight.. There was a knock on the door.. "Come in.. " The door opened and it was dad.. "Awake already? Good.. Let's go for breakfast.. " I nodded and he closed the
As I reached home, it was already being decorated.. I walked inside and saw dad giving instructions to people... I sneaked behind him and hugged him from behind.. "You're back? " I hummed and he patted my head. "It doesn't have to be so grand dad... My birthday comes every year.. " I sa
Aurelia sat still in the lavish chair, the golden afternoon light filtering through the tall windows, bathing the room in honeyed warmth. The beautician, a soft-spoken woman with deft hands, was finishing the final touches on her makeup. Every brushstroke seemed to coax a hidden radiance from her sk







