ログインLydia's PovBy the time I arrived at the company,the building was already buzzing with activity.Employees moved briskly through the lobby, balancing files and cups of coffee as they hurried toward the elevators. Conversations died the moment I walked past, only to resume in hushed whispers after I was gone. I didn't need anyone to tell me what they were discussing.Rachel's dismissal had become the talk of the company.I acknowledged the greetings directed at me with a polite nod before stepping into the private elevator. The doors slid shut, shutting out the noise of the lobby, and for the first time that morning, I was alone with my thoughts.The ride to the executive floor was short, but my mind was anything but quiet.The last few days had changed everything.For years, I had stood beside Damian while he made every decision. I had watched him build an empire, believing there would always be a place for me in it. Instead, I had become a stranger in my own marriage, forced to fight
Ava's PovThe sun had barely risen when the taxi stopped in front of my apartment building.I paid the driver, stepped out, and adjusted the cap sitting low over my face. Every passing car made me glance over my shoulder. I couldn't explain why, but ever since I left Samuel's house, I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me.I pulled my bag closer and hurried toward the gate.The maid opened it almost immediately."Madam!" she exclaimed, her eyes widening with surprise. "You're back."I forced a small smile, though it barely reached my eyes."I only came to pick up a few things. I won't be staying."Her smile faded."You won't?"I shook my head and walked into the compound without another word. The familiar surroundings suddenly felt strange, as though I no longer belonged there.Inside my apartment, I headed straight for the bedroom.I didn't have much time.Opening the wardrobe, I reached for a small travel bag and folded a few clothes into it. I packed only the esse
Samuel's POV The engine came alive the moment I turned the key. I pulled out of the compound without another thought, my mind refusing to settle. Ava's letter was still sitting on the passenger seat beside me, and no matter how many times I replayed her words in my head, they still didn't make sense. She had left before sunrise. She hadn't called. She hadn't waited for me. She had simply disappeared. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel. "You really think you can leave without telling me where you're going?" I muttered. "Not this time, Ava." The morning traffic had begun to build, but I barely noticed it. My thoughts wandered from one possibility to another. Maybe she'd gone back to her apartment. Maybe she'd realized she'd forgotten something important. It wasn't much to hold on to, but it was enough. I turned the car toward her apartment. A few minutes later, I pulled up in front of the building and stepped out. I climbed the short flight of stairs and rang the
Damian's Point of ViewFor several long seconds, I simply stared at the envelope resting in my hands.The room was silent except for the faint ticking of the clock hanging on the wall. Outside, I could hear hurried footsteps echoing through the corridor as nurses rushed patients from one ward to another, but inside the consultation room, everything felt strangely still.My fingers hovered over the broken seal.I wasn't afraid of reading the letter.I was afraid of what it might change.Taking a slow breath, I slipped my finger beneath the flap and carefully unfolded the paper inside. It was only a single sheet, slightly wrinkled, with a small stain of dried blood near the edge.My chest tightened.Andrew had written this while fighting for his life.At the top of the page, only one word greeted me.Damian.I swallowed the lump forming in my throat before forcing myself to continue.If you're reading this, then I didn't make it.My eyes remained fixed on those words for several seconds
The nurse stopped in front of a wooden door and turned to face me."Please wait here, Mr. Damian.The doctor will be with you shortly."I gave a small nod, though I wasn't sure she noticed. My throat had gone dry, and suddenly, even breathing felt like work.She offered me a sympathetic smile before quietly walking away, leaving me alone in the silent corridor.I lowered myself into one of the chairs outside the consultation room.For the first time since receiving the call, I had nothing to distract me.My eyes wandered around the hallway. Nurses hurried from one ward to another, pushing wheelchairs and stretchers. Somewhere down the corridor, a child cried until his mother gathered him into her arms. A doctor walked briskly past me, flipping through a patient's file without looking up.Life continued around me.Mine felt as though it had been placed on hold.I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees, and rubbed a hand over my face.What was I even doing here?Andrew and I had n
Samuel PovThe house was unusually quiet when I opened my eyes the next morning.For a few seconds, I remained in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember why the silence felt different today. Then it came back to me.Ava.She had spent the night here.A small smile found its way onto my lips as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Yesterday had been exhausting for both of us. After everything she'd been through, I hoped she'd finally gotten the rest she needed.I slipped out of bed and walked into the hallway."Ava?"My voice echoed through the house, but no one answered.I frowned.Maybe she was still asleep.I walked toward the guest room and knocked gently."Ava?"Still nothing.A little harder this time."Ava, are you awake?"Silence.A strange feeling settled in the pit of my stomach.Slowly, I turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.The room was empty.I froze.The bed had been neatly made, as though no one had slept there at all. The curtains were drawn open, allowing
Damian had carried the weight of silence far longer than he could bear. It sat on him like an iron coat, heavy, suffocating, gnawing into his ribs until every breath carried fragments of unspoken questions. He had told himself for weeks that it was better this way,that to leave some truths untouche
Samuel ReckoningThe room was silent, too silent for his restless thoughts. Samuel sat on the edge of the armchair, elbows propped on his knees, staring at the glass of untouched whiskey balanced in his hand. The city stretched out beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows of his apartment, lights blinki
The air around the house that day was fresh,yet the thickness could be felt far beyond a thousand metres. Outside, the evening wind rustled the bougainvillea by the gate, but inside, not a single sound stirred.Damian pulled up in the driveway, his fingers tightening around the steering wheel. The
Ava walked into the office that day with the same elegance she wore like armor — a black pencil skirt that hugged her hips, a silk blouse that caught the light, her heels clicking in deliberate rhythm against the polished floor. But no amount of poise could soften the heaviness that hung in the air







