INICIAR SESIÓNAnalia’s POVI woke up early this morning. But the truth was that I had a hard time falling asleep last night. I was too excited to go home. I didn't waste time. I stood and brushed my teeth. Then I took a bath. After bathing, I wore my bathrobe and ordered breakfast. While waiting for my breakfa
Arzhel’s POVI finished my tea and went back inside the house. I walked to my home office. Before reaching my office, I walked past my hallway where there was a long table cabinet with display photos. One of the photos there was my baby photo when I was five. I stopped and looked at it. I picked
Arzhel’s POVNext day I checked the kids. When I opened the door, it was still quiet. They were both lying on their beds, sleeping peacefully. It was okay. I didn’t expect them to be awake since it was just 3 AM. I carefully closed the door. I walked to the kitchen. The house was still quiet. I
Third Person POV“Mr. Arzhel, your parents are here to see you,” a maid approached Arzhel. He was sitting on the sofa. It was already nighttime, and Veronica had already gone home. They had just finished dinner, and he was spending time with the kids. Arzhel stood, and when he was about to go to
Adrian laughed. But then he turned serious after a few seconds. “I will help you. I’m willing to tell him the truth,” he said and gave me a reassuring smile. “He would understand. Besides, it was him who was at fault. He didn’t listen to you. He broke up with you when you were telling the truth. An
Analia’s POVAdrian flashed a quick sad smile. I sat on the sofa. “Sure. Let’s talk,” he said. “It’s about the kids. And Arriana’s incoming birthday next week,” I said. He nodded. “What about it?” I bit my lip before speaking. Then I looked at him. “I need to ask a favor,” I said. He was quie
He nodded and guided me slowly toward the damaged corridor. Each step I took was heavy. When he stepped outside, I saw Ashley, my creative director here in New York and one of my closest friends. I looked around. Jarred was already gone. “Analia,” Ashley said worriedly and hugged me. “Are you okay
I couldn’t move at first, my chest still heavy, and my hands were trembling. The people around me gave him space. He took a careful step closer. His face was calm, but his eyes were full of concern. Without saying anything, he hugged me tight, and my walls broke down. For a second, I swallowed h
The call came at 11:17 pm, but it was already 2:17 am in New York. Was this a wrong number? Or was someone pranking me? But my heart said otherwise. It was beating so fast. I stared at the screen for too long that when I was about to finally answer it, the call ended. But then my phone rang again
Day passed. After my interaction with Stephanie, I busied myself with the preparation for my incoming fashion show, and I didn’t hear anything from her, which was good. She was crazy. Did fame eat her? Or was she just after Arzhel? Speaking of Arzhel, I didn’t hear from him after we came back. We







