EMILY'S POVI rushed up the stairs without thinking twice, skipping two steps at a time. My heart was already thudding hard in my chest. That scream wasn’t something I could ignore. It hadn’t sounded like a playful squeal, it was sharp, sudden, and filled with fear.When I got to my room, I froze for half a second as I saw Florida on the floor, sitting there with her tiny hands planted beside her to support her upper body.She had fallen.My heart nearly dropped.“Geez, Florida, are you fine?” I asked quickly as I moved toward her and crouched to her level.She looked up at me, her big eyes slightly watery, and she shook her head slowly.
EMILY'S POV"Florida, what do you mean?" I asked with a furrowed brow, my voice trembling slightly as I tried to wrap my head around the words she had said earlier. The tone in her voice, the choice of her words, it had unsettled me more than I wanted to admit.She turned to look at me with an unreadable expression. Her face was calm and her eyes innocent, but something about her still felt... off."I was reciting a line from a movie. I wasn't discussing it with you," she replied casually, like it was no big deal.I gave her a small nod, but in my heart, I wasn’t convinced.Her words had pierced through me like a whisper I wasn’t meant to hear. There was something unsettling about what she had said. “
EMILY’S POVDenise approached us slowly, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor as she drew near. I shut my eyes for a brief second and let out a breath that I didn’t even realize I was holding.Great. Just great.Camilla, you really outdid yourself this time.“Is anything going on?” Denise asked again, her eyes scanning each of our faces, her tone filled with curiosity and something close to concern.I opened my eyes and shook my head slowly, forcing a calmness into my voice that I did not feel.“No. I’m done discussing with her,” I muttered under my breath, not sparing Camilla another look.
EMILY'S POV"You heard me clearly. Are you disappointed?" Camille asked again, staring at me with that smug grin glued to her face.I scoffed and narrowed my eyes at her. Her question, repeated so calmly yet soaked in venom, made something twist in my chest. She wanted a reaction. She wanted to draw blood. She wants a tantrum from me."And why exactly should I be disappointed?" I asked, folding my arms across my chest as I looked directly at her."Because all of this is not happening to you," she replied, not missing a beat. "He is not getting married to you. I am the one wearing the ring. And now, I am carrying his child. He chose me, Emily. He chose me over you and you're left with nothing. You don't have luck once it comes to man. Ethan's Ex-wife is back for good wi
EMILY'S POVThe moment his lips pressed against mine, my body froze in disbelief. The shock of it gripped me so tightly that for a moment, I could not even breathe. But the moment that moment passed, I immediately pushed him off with both hands, staggering backward as I wiped my lips with the back of my hand.I did not hesitate.I lifted my hand and slapped him hard across the face.His head jerked slightly from the impact, but his expression did not flinch. He stood there like nothing had happened, his eyes locked on mine, still brimming with desperation and raw emotion."What did you just do?" I asked, my voice low but shaking with both anger and disbelief.He looked
EMILY’S POVThe moment I stepped into the restaurant, I spotted them right away.Denise and Florida were already seated by the glass window at a cozy corner. Florida sat beside her mother, legs swinging slightly beneath the chair as she hummed a tune softly. Denise looked up at the exact moment I began walking toward them.“Good afternoon,” I greeted politely as I approached their table.Florida turned at the sound of my voice, and the moment her eyes met mine, she jumped off her seat and ran toward me. Her little arms wrapped tightly around my waist as she buried her head against me.“Emily!” she said with a big smile, her voice bright and sweet like music.