ASHLEY'S POV
“Ashley” Uncle Micheal called from the hallway, he followed closely behind me as I walked down the hall, my heart was beating against my chest. I walked faster, hoping he would not catch on. I wasn't prepared to talk about this. Not after all that has happened. “Ashley!” He called me again before grabbing my arm in a gentle way. I turned to face him, pretending as if I had no knowledge of what this is all about. “ “Uncle Micheal, what is it? Do you need my help with anything?” His eyes were filled with something I can't explain but I saw the guilt there, the same guilt I am still feeling for allowing myself to fall for his charms, which led my first experience to be a bitter one. He was about to say something, maybe he wanted to apologize or he's trying to explain. But I wouldn't let myself fall for it again. “I would like us to talk about what happened last night. I know I hurt you and i..” “Uncle Micheal, I interrupted him before he could finish. I don't know what you're talking about, Nothing happened last night. ” I saw how his lips parted as if he wanted to say more, but. I couldn't let myself go down that road with him again. Not after last night. “We both know that's not true. We need to talk about this, I know you are hurting and I feel bad about what I have done ” he said, coming closer, his voice pleading. “I didn't mean to treat you like that, you deserve better. I just didn't know how to...” “No” I interrupted him again, “It doesn't matter, it's best we don't talk about it. My father must never know about this, so let’s forget it ever happened” I turned my face to the side slightly, hoping he would not see the tears in my eyes. He was quite for a while, and for a second I thought he was going to leave me alone. But he stepped closer again. “Ashley, please…please give me a chance to fix this. “No”, I said again, My voice above a whisper. “I said no, Uncle michael. I'm not going to let you apologize. Not after you abandoned me like that. I don't want to hear it. Just….Just leave me be.” I whipped my head around to the side and was brushing my eyes as I hurried fast for the door which opened onto the garden. But he wouldn't still leave me alone, I could feel his presence behind me. “Ashley, please, I didn't even know it was you. you have to know how sorry I am.” “Then leave me alone and stay sorry from afar.” I pushed the door open, the cold air rushing in, my breathing a bit stable now. He was still there, Standing behind me but I couldn't fight him anymore, I couldn't confront him. His words was hanging in the air, troubling my mind ‘I never wanted to hurt you’ But I didn't want to forgive him. Not now or anytime soon. The tears I had held back for a while at last overflowed within me, as I stood in the garden with my shoulders against the cold stone wall. I let myself fill up the silence, trying to breathe against the pain in my chest. I couldn't choose which hurt more, his lies or the fact that I couldn't manage to be furious with him. “ You are still the same man I know, the same Uncle Micheal I remembered from my childhood, Nothing more. So let us keep it that way.” I can't believe it will ever come to this between us. He was someone I respect a lot. He's like a father figure to me and I cared about him but he hurt me, he hurt me so badly and forgiveness is not something he could get overnight. I looked at him for a brief moment and his eyes held a mixture of guilt and confusion, but it made no difference. I would not let him in. Not after he had left me that way, I had believed in him at that moment and he turned from me. “I know Ashley but I just want to make sure you don't hate me.”he whispered, his voice cracking slightly. “I never should have left. I figured it would be simpler if I just left, but I was mistaken. I should have stayed, I should have made sure you were alright.” I shook my head, trying to balance myself. “But you didn't. You just left me there, hurt and broken.” The words were harder to say than I expected, saying them out loud was the same as ripping a bandage quickly from a wound. A wound I wasn’t ready to encounter. But I had to, For myself. “Ashley, ” He tried to move closer again, I took a step back, my heart beating faster. “Don't come closer to me.” I said, my voice trembling now but I couldn't help it. I caught the anguish flicker on his face and it tightened my chest. But I couldn't show him that I care. Not when it looked like my world was shattering into pieces around me, Not when every logical part of my body was screaming that I needed to protect myself. “Ashley please” he pleaded again, his voice desperate "I just want to make things right, I never meant to hurt you, I didn't realise how much I had until…” “Until it was too late” I interrupted him, the venom entering my voice. “ Yea I get it. But all I need right now is to be left alone with my thoughts.” He looked at me with sadness in his eyes. “I don't know how to fix this, I just need you to forgive me. Your father must not find out about this. Best friend or not he will have my head for taking his daughter innocence, Just tell me what I can do to fix it.” I swallowed hard, my chest tightened again. “You can't fix it.” His eyes dropped to the ground, and for an instant I thought maybe he would get up and leave. But then his eyes refocused on mine and he spoke softly again. “I will leave you alone, but don't shut me out completely. I care about you Ashley. I just need you to understand that.” I slowly shook my head, “ You still don't get it, do you? You don't get to care about me, Not after what you did.” I could feel his eyes on me, I could hear the anguish in his voice and for a second, I felt sorry for him but I was hurting because of him. I couldn't let him see how his words were continuing to kill me from the inside. I just had to leave here. As I was about to turn around, A very familiar Voice boomed from the doorway. “Ashley, What's going on here?” We froze in place, exchanging a shock glance before quickly looking away. “Dad”ASHLEY'S POV Two weeks ago, I had this perfect plan with my best friend—ditch Liam and travel out of town to anywhere that doesn't remind me of Micheal. Anywhere that didn't make me think of him. Anywhere else that didn't make me want him despite what he did to me.But fate—fate had other plans.FLASH BACK TWO WEEKS AGO After making sure Liam was in a deep sleep, I quietly slipped out of the room and tiptoed down the hallway. My heart was pounding so fast I thought it'd give me away. I found Austin waiting by the kitchen door with his keys dangling in one hand and his hoodie pulled over his head.“He's out,” I whispered. “We have to leave now.”“Good,” he muttered, checking his phone.“Give me a minute, I just need to grab something.”A minute later he came back with a bunch of keys in his hands.“Where exactly are we going?” I asked as we walked towards the garage.“My dad's got a place outside the town. It's been empty for a while, but we'll be safe there.”I nodded. I didn't car
JAYDEN’S POV The last time I felt this kind of fear was when my wife left me in this world with a ten year old who became my entire reason for living. I've faced struggles in business, suffered heartbreak, and lost a loved one. But nothing—absolutely nothing, compares to the fear of losing my only child.And right now, that fear is crawling under my skin. Because she gave me an ultimatum—make things right with Michael, or you won't see me again. I guess that's what love does to people. As much as I hate the idea, I still have to do this.So here I am, standing in the lobby of Kingston Technology, swallowing the last of my pride to be here.“Micheal,” I called out the minute I stepped in, my voice echoing across the walls of the building. Heads turned, whispers followed. There's nothing to hide now, it's all on the news. Then he appeared turning around slowly like he couldn't believe his ears.Hell, I couldn't believe mine either.He looked at me with that icy calm look—the kind that
KATE’S POV I was shoving the last of my files into the briefcase when someone knocked loudly at the door. My heart jumped. For a second, I froze, staring at the door like it might break down any moment. Then I heard his voice.“Kate! Open this damn door.”Jayden.I swallowed hard and unlocked it. He stormed in the second the door opened, his eyes blazing with pure fury.“What are you doing here?” I asked, though my voice came out small and shaky.He slammed the door close behind him.“Seriously? You're asking me that after your big confession almost killed my daughter?”His words hit like a punch to my chest. I took a step back, trying to breathe. “Jayden, I messed up. I know I did. But I had no choice…” “No choice?” he barked. “That's what you're going with after putting my daughter's life at risk?”“Simon threatened me,” I blurted out. “He knows about us, Jayden. He knows everything.”He froze. “What do you mean everything?”I felt my throat tighten. “He called me when I was in Ne
AUSTIN’S POV My kitchen smelled like garlic and butter, the way It always does when I throw a quick meal together after a long day. Cooking helps me relax. It kept me grounded. I was stirring the sauce, humming to a song under my breath when I heard a sharp knock at the door.That's strange. I wasn't expecting anyone.I wiped my hands on a towel, frowning as I moved towards the door. Curiosity gnawed at me, but nothing could have prepared me for what I saw when I peeked through the door.Ashley?I blinked. My brain refused to process it at first—its like my eyes were playing tricks on me. Ashley stood there at the entrance with a suitcase by her side and her hair slightly messy. And behind her—Liam, Michael's brother, stood there like some sort of bodyguard.What the hell is he doing here?I pulled the door open before I could voice out my thoughts. Ashley tilted her head, giving me the smallest smile. “Austin Carter, how long are you going to keep a lady standing outside?”“I…uh…sor
ASHLEY'S POV The ride back from Micheal’s felt like the strongest drive of my life. Every mile between us was a painful reminder that the world I had—the love I thought I had—was slipping through my fingers like sand I couldn't hold on to no matter how tight I clenched my fingers around it.I hadn't felt this much pain since the day my mother passed. That hollow, aching silence that stays with you long after the tear stops falling. If she were here right now, I knew exactly what she'd do. She'd scold me. She'd tell me how stupid I was for making those choices, for trusting so easily, for believing promises whispered to me in the dark. And maybe she'd be right. I'm indeed stupid. A big one at that.How could he? How could Micheal do this to me? After all the vows he made, after telling me I was his, after swearing he'd never hurt me. And he knew to do it at the worst time, when I was most vulnerable, when I had finally let my walls fall for him completely.Beside me, Liam’s voice cut
MICHEAL'S POV FEW HOURS EARLIER The liquor burned as it slid down my throat, but it didn't sting as much as the thoughts clawing through my head. My fingers drummed against the glass, a restless rhythm that gave away what I was trying to bury under the alcohol. I promised myself I wouldn't drink again for my child's sake. Yet, here I am…drowning deep in it.“I'm sure there's a better way to fix this,” Liam muttered for the fifth damn time since he got here. His voice was low but sharp enough to dig into me. “You don't have to go that far to make her stay away.”He was wrong. Dead wrong.I swallowed another shot and slammed the glass down harder than I meant to, and then I finally looked at him. “It's the only way we can make this real, Liam. You were there. You held her in your arms when Simon pointed that gun to her head. Do you think he's going to stop? Do you think he's going to give up just because we're tired of his stupid game? No. If I don't do this, if I don't play it smart,