LOGINAUSTINThe house was quiet again.Too quiet.I stood in the hallway for a second, just listening. The kind of silence that settles after a storm, like everything is holding its breath.Then I looked toward the living room.She was still there.On the floor.Exactly where I left her.I frowned slightly.“Stubborn,” I muttered under my breath.Most people would have explored by now. Checked the doors. Tested their luck. Tried something.But her?She stayed put.I guess she’d finally accepted her fate.I leaned against the wall, folding my arms as I watched her from a distance.Grandfather’s interest in her still didn’t make complete sense to me.At first, I thought it was simple.Leverage.That was all she was supposed to be.The moment he told me to pick her up from the airport, the picture was clear in my head. August’s weakness, wrapped up in a person.Something I could use.Something I could trade.Something that would finally put me where I was supposed to be.At the top.I let out
AUGUST“We’re supposed to spend our wedding night together, August.”Her voice came from behind me, soft but deliberate.I paused with my hand on the car door.Then I laughed.Not because it was funny. Just because I genuinely could not believe what I was hearing.“Our wedding night?” I repeated, turning slightly to look at her. “Are you serious?”Taylor smiled.Not shy. Not unsure. Confident. Like she had already won something.“We’re married now, August,” she said. “You don’t have anywhere to run.”Something about the way she said it made my chest tighten.Not in a good way.I leaned back against the car, studying her properly now. The dress, the makeup, the perfect image she had maintained all day.Beautiful.Still.And completely empty.“You really believe that? That we’re married?” I asked quietly.She stepped closer.“I know that,” she said.There was something underneath it. Something sharp.Then she added, almost casually, “I almost got her killed once you know…”I stilled.Fo
CAMILLAI woke up slowly.At first, it felt like I was floating.Like my body wasn’t fully mine yet.My head was heavy. My limbs felt distant. Everything moved slower than it should have, like I was stuck between sleep and something else.Then reality hit.Hard.My eyes snapped open.For a second, I just stared.Confused.Because this wasn’t a warehouse like before.It wasn’t dark. It wasn’t cold. It didn’t smell like dust and fear and something rotting in the corners.It was… beautiful.Too beautiful.The ceiling stretched high above me, clean and white, with soft lighting that made everything glow faintly. The bed beneath me was massive—ridiculously massive—like something out of a luxury magazine. I could have rolled ten times and still not reached the edge.I pushed myself up quickly, my heart starting to race.“What the hell…”My voice came out hoarse.I looked around again, trying to make sense of it, but the more I looked, the less it made sense.This wasn’t a place you brou
AUGUSTThe garden looked perfect.Too perfect.Every flower was in place, every chair aligned, every detail polished to the point where it almost didn’t feel real. Like a staged version of something that was supposed to mean more than it actually did.I stood at the front, hands clasped loosely in front of me, staring straight ahead like I was exactly where I was meant to be.Daniel stood beside me.Too relaxed for someone who had just helped orchestrate a fake wedding.“Can you at least try to look happy?” he murmured under his breath.I didn’t respond.“We both know this is fake,” he added.“I know,” I said quietly.That didn’t make it feel any less real.The guests didn’t know.My grandfather didn’t know.Taylor definitely didn’t know.To everyone else, this was happening exactly the way it was supposed to.Which somehow made it worse.I exhaled slowly, my jaw tightening as I kept my gaze forward.“Any update?” I asked.Daniel didn’t need me to explain.“Still working on it,” he sa
CAMILLAAirports had a way of making you feel like you didn’t belong anywhere.Too many people moving in different directions. Too many voices layered over each other. Too many lives happening at once, while mine felt like it had just been… paused.I stood near one of the large glass panels, clutching the file the old man had given me, pretending like I knew exactly what I was doing.I didn’t.Not even a little.Everything still felt unreal.The money. The documents. The quiet, controlled way he had told me to disappear like I was something that needed to be erased.And the worst part?I had agreed.I shifted my weight slightly, glancing around for what had to be the fifth time in the last two minutes, trying to make sense of the signs above me. Departures. Boarding gates. Security checks.It all blurred together.I could feel the baby-shaped weight of everything settling deeper in my chest.Not panic.Not yet.Just… awareness.This was it.No going back.“Camilla?”The voice cam
CAMILLA“The one whose child you’re carrying,” he said calmly.For a moment, the words didn’t quite land. They hovered somewhere between us, heavy and unfamiliar, like they belonged to someone else.I tightened my grip on the edge of the car door, grounding myself before I spoke.“August?” I asked, and even to my own ears, my voice sounded softer than it should have. Less certain.He studied me for a brief moment, his expression unreadable, as if he had already expected that question long before I asked it.“I’m not surprised you’d ask that,” he said smoothly. Then, after a beat, he added, “But what assurance do I have that the child you’re carrying belongs to my grandson?”That one landed.Not lightly. Not accidentally.It struck something deep and raw, something I didn’t want to name because naming it would mean admitting how much it stung. I drew in a slow breath, trying to steady myself, trying not to let him see exactly how insulting that sounded.Because it was insulting.And i
AUGUST“Are you mad?”The words came out sharper than I intended, but I didn’t take them back.Camilla’s head snapped up instantly, her eyes blazing through tears that hadn’t fully dried.“Excuse me?”I leaned forward slightly, my jaw tight, my pulse uneven in a way I hated. “Did you hear what you
CAMILLAI wasn’t expecting to see him again thIS night.Not after the way he had acted at the hospital. Not after the silence in the car. Not after he dropped me off like I was just another responsibility he needed to check off before moving on with his life.So when the door opened and I saw him s
CAMILLAThe water kept running long after I stopped feeling it.It poured over my head, soaked through my clothes, and clung to my skin like it was trying to hold me together. But nothing could. Not right now.I sat on the shower floor with my knees pulled to my chest, my back pressed against the c
AUGUSTI stepped out of the car slowly, my eyes fixed on her.My mother.She stood there like she owned the air I was breathing, her posture stiff, her expression already set in disappointment before I even said a word.For a second, neither of us spoke.Then I shut the car door and faced her fully







