Mag-log inTHIRD 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
THE NEXT MORNING When she woke up, she didn't do what she used to do.. She stayed quite and didn't mingle in family time.. She stayed by herself until Herman called her to join, until Owen noticed how vulnerable she was.. Though he was still a bit doubtful, Silea's act blinded him already.. He
THE NEXT MORNING Aurelia didn't come down.. Theo and his parents are supposed to leave early, before noon. Though she wanted to say goodbye, she couldn't do it without crying her eyes out again.. Herman had checked up on her in the morning, offering her to come down with him but she refused.. Sh
A FEW MONTHS LATER Winter had begun its grip, but the air still carried a chill that crept into bones and lingered. In those months since Theo’s departure, Aurelia had fallen into a fragile rhythm — school, afternoons in the garden when the weather allowed, evenings spent reading by the fireplac
“Let’s begin.” ----- The afternoon sun had mellowed, casting long golden shadows across the estate grounds. Aurelia sat cross-legged in the gazebo, a book in her lap, but she hadn’t turned a page in ten minutes. Theo leaned against the post beside her, his arms folded, eyes scanning the horizon







