MasukRowan’s POV The piano keys felt colder than usual beneath my fingers, or maybe it was just me.As I pressed down on a note, the sound lingered in the air longer than it should have. It stretched across the room, delicate and fragile, like it could snap if I touched another key instantly. I exhaled slowly, forcing myself to focus because that was the reason I was there in the first place. The music room had become my escape room because there were no guards hovering closely, no whispers trailing behind me, no expectations pressing down on my shoulders. It was just sound, rhythm and keynotes I could control.But today, even the keys wouldn’t listen to me. I leaned back slightly on the bench, staring at the keys like they had betrayed me, when I knew I was the one betraying myself. I knew I was the reason behind the stiffness. Actually, my thoughts were. I didn't get the right rhythm because my mind wasn't there. It was with someone else. I pressed my lips together, flexing my finge
Theo’s POV I didn’t like the way the room smelled.It was too clean and too controlled. The kind of scent that reminded you that nothing in there was accidental. Everything was placed exactly where it was meant to be, even the air felt arranged.I stood at the center of the office, my fingers curled tightly around the phone he gave to me a few days ago, my heart pounding louder than my thoughts.Mr Livingston.He sat across from me, relaxed like this was just another conversation. Like he wasn’t holding my entire life and my family between his fingers.“Go on,” he said, gesturing lazily toward me. “You said you had something.”Something.That was a dangerous word now because everything I had done, everything I had risked, it all had to amount to something. Otherwise, what was the point?I swallowed and stepped forward, placing my phone on the table between us.“I did what you asked,” I said, my voice barely steady. “I got close to him.”Mr Livingston didn’t touch the phone immediate
Rowan’s POV I didn’t know why I took the glass. Maybe it was the way he said "trust me." Maybe it was the way he looked at me, like he had already decided how the night would go. Or maybe I was just tired of trying to convince him… Tired of fighting… Tired of thinking… Tired of being the only one holding on to something that felt like it was already slipping away.So I drank.The liquid burned slightly as it went down. I wasn’t used to alcohol yet, and my body reacted immediately, spreading heat through my chest.Theo watched me like he was trying to measure something… something I didn't know. “Good,” he said softly.I lowered the glass, my fingers tightening slightly around it.“That’s enough.”“No,” he said immediately. “It’s not.”“You know I don’t drink like that,” I said with a frown. “Tonight is an exception,” he said casually. “Exception from what exactly?” I spat quietly. Theo didn’t answer immediately. He just… stepped closer.“Rowan,” he said, his voice quieter now, a
Rowan’s POVAs each second passed, my lips didn't stop moving. A silent prayer played on them as the streetlights blurred past. I didn't want to get caught. I didn't know what to expect with Theo. I didn't know what to expect from myself. But one thing was sure, I didn't want any more trouble, especially not with my family. The moment the car slowed to a stop in front of Emerald and Scarlet, I leaned forward slightly, my fingers already on the door handle before the engine fully died.“You’ll wait here,” I said quickly.“That won’t be possible, sir.”I exhaled slowly, already expecting resistance.“It will,” I replied, pushing the door open slightly but not stepping out yet, “Because you can't go in with me.”“I can't let you go in by yourself,” he said, his tone firm but respectful. “Your safety is my priority.”“My safety,” I repeated quietly, then shook my head. “My safety is the reason you shouldn’t stay too close.”That got his attention.“Your presence can only make it worse,
Rowan’s POV I had stopped expecting anything to change because the change had already happened, and it was clearly against me. After Henry left, I forced the food down my throat. What was supposed to be delicious tasted like regret and bitterness. And those were the things on my mind until the phone rang.The sound startled me because it wasn’t supposed to ring. I wasn't expecting anyone to call me, not even through the telephone. Telephone? It was probably someone in this house. Maybe the butler or the queen’s office or Henry. He might want to add something he forgot to say to me. So instead of answering, I stared at it until it stopped. When I thought I had escaped, it rang again.I crossed the room, picking it up before I could think otherwise. “Hello?” My voice came out rough. There was a pause at the other end. “Rowan.”Everything inside me froze the moment I heard his voice. It was Theo.I couldn't speak because I was too shocked, and at the same time, relieved and sca
Rowan’s POVI didn’t notice when the door opened this time.I was sitting by the window, my knees drawn towards my chest, my gaze fixed on the endless stretch of perfection that defined the palace grounds. Everything looked perfect, orderly and false. “Are you planning to starve yourself to death?”Henry’s voice cut through the silence.Heavy with my emotions and thoughts, I didn’t turn to face him. He betrayed me the moment I needed him the most and that wasn't going to leave my head anytime soon. “I’m not hungry,” I said flatly.“That’s not how hunger works.”I exhaled slowly, finally turning to face him.He stood there, his posture straight, his expression composed, but I could still see the trace of disappointment on his face. “You’ve made your point,” he continued. “Now eat.”“I’m not trying to make a point.”“Then what are you doing?”“Thinking,” I replied immediately. “That’s ironic.”I frowned. “What does that mean?”“It means,” he said, stepping closer, “you should have d
Theo's POV I knew exactly what I had done. It wasn’t poisonous, nor was it anything dangerous. It was a little way of marking my territory, a way of showing him who was in control. Just a crushed candy dissolved into his drink, he was already shaking like a jelly fish. What if I had added more? I
Rowan's POV As he approached me, I knew my evening was about to get ruined. But before he could ruin it, I looked at him, not the gibberish side of him. I took note of his face, his hair, how it was still neatly done even after school hours. Theo is a charming boy but his attitude makes his charm
Theo's POV I shouldn’t have been smiling, but I was. Watching the video brought back everything I felt that night. I hate to admit it but if I was given the chance to go back to that night, I'd focus more on the kiss than making a video. But it's all good because I get to watch the video over and
Rowan's POV Everyone had left. The crowd had been dismissed after the welcome speech and song. The performance was over and finally, I was alone in the room given to me. The room felt smaller than I expected. I wasn't expecting it to be like my bedroom in the palace but this was still small. It







