LOGINTHORA'S POVThis must be some sort of joke.My voice was raised and I could feel my chest tightening up as she spoke.“Thora, you need to calm down. You are making this meeting something it isn't,” Maya's voice whispered from beside me.But I was too locked in to listen. I know for a fact Mr. Vexler wouldn't say a word about this going quiet.As it stands, the table belongs to their biggest shareholder, Luke, and he is in a heated argument with me.“I know what I did to you was wrong and I have apologized. Could you please just let this go?” He uttered.“Let it go? I should let it go so what happens then? I allow you or your brother to play me left to right again like I am some tool to be passed around or what?” “Have you even thought about my mental health in all of this?” “Thora, please just let me in. I can take it all way….every single damn pain Quentin must have caused you or your health…”I smirked. Obviously, he was trying to sell himself over his brother and I wasn't going t
LUKE'S POVShe is going to be surprised to see me.I just couldn't help it. I can't stop thinking about her. Ever since the court hearing and judgement, she has been distant.It's crazy how I finally realize how much I want her around. I guess it's true what they say, “You never know the value of what you have till you lose it…”“No way I would allow that to happen. I have to do everything to get close to her..” I said to myself.“The only way I see is getting shares in the company she works for. That way, I can get close and have access to the company as much as I wish…”“I don't totally buy this idea of yours. It only shows how dangerous you can be to her if you go on with it,” Maya said that fateful afternoon I decided to tell her of my plans.“Dangerous? How are my actions giving that kind of energy? You and I know I am only doing this because I want to be close to her. She has not been communicative since the–”“The court hearing, I know…but you shouldn't understand she is going
THORA'S POVMy breath.Almost seizing and everything around seems to blur over the second.I managed to sit in the waiting office as my mind wallowed through every buried thought in my head.This has to be the pregnancy playing those hormone games on me.I exhaled. Not once. Not twice but repeatedly.Heavily and like I was about to pass out….My heads were raised up high as I stared at the board ceiling in the office and there I reminisced..Quentin..Sometimes I wished whatever happened between us never actually did. Maybe it was fate or perhaps my life is just engineered to suffer such.I could remember it like it was just yesterday.“I heard you on the phone,” I lashed out as I entered inot the room. His legs were crossed and his phone was in his hands.This was just another time of his many disgusting adventures.“What are you talking about?” He answered like he was innocent.“Who were you on the call with before I came right in?” I asked.“What sort of question are you asking me?
MAYA'S POV24 hours ago.Finally, some peace.I couldn't help but be delighted at the resolution that was about to take place.With Charles Palmer behind bars, Thora could finally have some breathing space.However, I still feel for her. A part of me would want her to just elope with Luke.Another part of me yearns for her time with Quentin even though he was such a jerk all through their marriage.“She wouldn't even listen to me,” I voiced out to Reynolds who sat at his desk with his eyes fixed on his laptop.“I think it's best to let her be. You know how she is. Plus, she has a baby inside of her right now. There are a lot of mood swings she is battling with…” he responded calmly.“But she is broken and I can feel it ... .I don't even think she would be able to work effectively as she always did,” I voiced out.“That isn't yours to deal with, Maya..Just let everything take its course one at a time…”“The same way you allowed yours and almost ended up in trouble,” my voice let out fa
THORA'S POVI reminisced.It was just one of those days with Quentin.Sometimes I wished I acted earlier than when I did. I had always suspected it. It was written all over him that someone else was in the picture but I was just too weak to confront it.The cologne was different. The expression on his face was vague like he was trying to hide something.It didn't just feel right.“Where have you been, Quentin? I made dinner and you told me you would be here sooner than now…”“Did something happen on your way back?” I added.An innocent inquiry. Soft and gentle.He stared at me like I had said something utterly wrong and I was about to suffer for it.“I don't have time for all these questions, Thora. I need to rest my head….” He answered in a rude manner.“I don't understand. I'm only asking to know what really happened. I cooked for you, Quentin and you are just going to abandon my food like that?” I responded bluntly..“You know what? Just keep talking to yourself “ he shouted.I kne
THORA'S POVThree weeks.It's been that long since the last hearing and it still feels like I am haunted.Charles Palmer has been put behind bars after being found guilty.The fellow had done all he could, more falsified actions to defend himself but all ended in disappointment.‘The best you can do for me is make sure that man doesn't go scot free,” I said to Reynolds.After all, his purpose of coming to see me privately was for me to forgive him and make sure he doesn't go to jail as well.It took more than mere showing up to achieve that ... .Luke was ready to make sure he rotted in jail alongside his Uncle.Thank God for feminine power and occasional moods. I was able to do a little convincing on Reynolds's behalf.“He has been of great help to me too, and you know that,” I said to Luke who kept tapping his feet Luke he was vexed.“Is there more to this or what?”“There is nothing to anything. Maya and Reynolds are my colleagues. You can't blame them. Your Uncle threatened him and
Thora’s POVI did not remember the way I got to the car.I could not recall how my hand was held by Cara and she led me into the doors of the courthouse. I had no recollection of the stair, or the crowds to whom I must have been as familiar as your own name, or of the guards screaming at me to move
Luke’s POVThe text kept replaying in my head.Tell her the next one’s mine.It didn’t matter how many times I read it—three words, eight letters of threat—and I could hear Quentin saying them. Calm, certain, the way he used to announce a business merger.I ought to have been frank with Thora. I ju
Luke’s POVI knew Quentin’s rhythm too well.The way he didn’t strike head-on but chipped, chipped, chipped until the whole thing collapsed. A predator didn’t charge. He circled. He waited. He bled you slow.And now I could see it happening to her.Thora was calling everyone she knew, pulling names
Thora’s POVBy the third day, the phone felt like it had grown into my hand.Every call started the same — polite, hopeful, rehearsed. By the end of each one, my heart felt like a stone.Some people said yes without hesitation, voices warm, promising they’d speak truth if asked. Those calls gave me







