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2025-10-31 13:00:45I stormed back into the ballroom like a hurricane, then forced myself to slow down, breathing as steadily as I could. My pulse still pounded at my temples, and the spark of what had happened with Simon in the garden clung to my skin. The bright chandelier lights, the music, and the humming voices of the crowd grounded me, dragging me back into reality.
I spotted Sara near a champagne table. She laughed at something Peter had said. I hurried toward them and struggled to keep my expression neutral, to hide the whirlwind of emotions I had just gone through. I desperately needed to hide the lingering heat on my neck and my body’s treacherous reaction.
“Amy! Where were you? You disappeared!” Sara exclaimed, smiling as always.
“I just needed some fresh air,” I muttered, trying to sound casual.
Sara narrowed her eyes. She always noticed everything, despite her struggles with academics. Her gaze locked onto the side of my neck, and h
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Amy’s POVThe metallic click of the turning doorknob broke the silence. My heart leaped, hammering against my bandaged ribs; for a second, panic paralyzed me. I expected Warren to burst through the door, his face twisted with rage, ready to shatter the fragile peace I was trying to rebuild. But the door held. The solid oak remained still despite the persistent attempts of whoever stood on the other side.“Simon…” I whispered, my voice thick with fear. “He’s going to break the door down.”Simon didn't pull his gaze from mine. The pressure from outside didn't seem to faze him at all. His hand continued to frame my face, his thumb tracing a soft line across my pale skin, sending an involuntary shiver through my body.“He won't,” Simon said, his voice sounding like dark, comforting velvet. “I made sure no one would interrupt us. I locked the door.”The weight of his question still hung between us, demanding an answer I feared to give but could no longer withhold. I squeezed my eyes shut,
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Amy’s POVThe heart monitor’s metallic beep laced my fear. The air in the room felt thick, saturated with the scent of antiseptic and the tangible hatred radiating from Warren. He gripped Simon’s arm with possessive force—a desperate attempt to reclaim a dominance he knew was slipping through his fingers.“Let him go, Warren. Now.” My voice came out raspy, yet it carried an authority that even the car crash hadn’t broken.Warren paused. He turned his neck with predatory slowness, his bloodshot eyes locking onto mine. He couldn’t believe his ears. In his twisted mind, I remained property to be guarded, not a woman with her own will.“What did you say, Amy?” he hissed, his voice trembling dangerously.“I said Simon is staying.” I held his gaze, ignoring the sharp stab of pain in my ribs with every breath. “He’s here because I called him. He is my guest, and you have no right to drag him out like trash.”Warren released Simon with a harsh shove and marched to my bedside. His shadow loome
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Simon’s POVSilence filled the hospital corridor. The scent of alcohol and disinfectant permeated my nostrils, triggering that hated sense of fragility and death. My steps fell like ghosts upon the polished linoleum. I knew Warren wouldn’t stay away for long, but every fiber of my being demanded I see her—even if only for a brief, dangerous, and painful second.I stopped before the light oak door. My hand hesitated over the brushed steel handle. I took a deep breath, feeling the cold air sting my lungs. The last time we stood this close, I had bared my soul. I had handed her my heart, raw and pulsing, and Amy—with a surgeon’s precision—had returned it with a request for distance.I turned the knob with near-religious caution. The door yielded without a sound.Blue light bathed the room, broken only by the rhythmic glow of the life monitors. Amy lay there, pale against the white sheets, looking like a porcelain doll some
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Jackson’s POVI would never forget the sound of that impact. It wasn’t the metallic crunch of two vehicles colliding but a muffled, fleshy thud—terribly final. In the rearview mirror, I watched the night swallow Amy as the blow flung her like a petal snatched by a gale. For a fraction of a second, the black sedan’s headlights caught her—a flash of pale skin and silk—before she vanished onto the dark asphalt.My fingers clawed the steering wheel until my knuckles throbbed. Every instinct in my body screamed at me to slam on the brakes, to reverse, to run to her and hold her hand while life fought to stay in her lungs. But I didn’t stop.I couldn’t.Amy had hurled herself in front of that car for a reason. She turned her body into a human barricade so I could pass. If I stopped now, I would render her sacrifice meaningless. The police would arrest me, and Sara’s trail would bleed out like an open wound. I swallowed the bitter taste of necessary cowardice and floored it. Tears stung my e
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