LOGINThird Person POVFor the past 2 years, Analia did nothing but travel around the world. After everything, she decided to travel the world with her daughter, which seemed to be the best decision she had ever made for the past few years because of how happy Arriana was. “Mommy, where are we going nex
Adrian laughed. Arzhel couldn't help but laugh too. Because it was really funny. He beat Adrian because of that. “I'm sorry again,” Arzhel said. Adrian just laughed. And just like that, they were both okay. He and Chris spent two more hours there before they left. Adrian said something. “Stephan
Veronica bit her lips and slowly nodded. It made her realize that no matter what happened, no one could replace Analia. Not her and not even Stephanie. In that very moment, she surrendered. She accepted defeat. The room went quiet for a minute. “How many hours did I fall asleep?” Arzhel asked.
Third Person POVArzhel thought of coming to Analia's house. “Give me the key,” he told his driver. His voice was serious. When the driver was about to give the key to Arzhel, Veronica took it. Arzhel got mad. “Give it to me, Veronica,” there was a threat in his voice. Veronica firmly shook he
Jarred’s head tilted to the left. After that, Adrian held Analia’s hands to calm her down. Jarred didn’t react. He didn’t say any words. Analia’s eyes started to fill with tears. “I trusted you. Of all the people, I trusted you the most,” Analia said, her voice breaking. Jarred slowly looked at
Analia swallowed. That made sense. Why would Jarred do stupid things for Stephanie? “Mr. Stephanie and her husband got divorced. Do you know anything about it?” the investigator asked. Jarred’s eyes were suddenly filled with anger. “Her husband was a jerk,” he shouted. “He kept hurting her and ma
When I arrived, she was already there, sitting and sipping her tea. She flashed her signature fake sweet smile. I couldn’t believe I once believed that those smiles were genuine. I just rolled my eyes and sat down. I put my phone on the table, facing backward. “What do you want, and why do y
When we arrived at the bar, it was very full. It was almost packed. We saw Lorenzo at one of the big tables. He waved at us. I hugged him. “Sorry,” he whispered. I already knew what he meant, so I just smiled. “It’s okay,” I said. He went to Arzhel to greet and hug him. “It’s so full. Are
I nodded. Then he bid his goodbye. Arzhel wore his sunglasses and stood up. “Wanna tour around?” he asked. I was about to roll my eyes at him, but he spoke again. “Let’s not argue during our entire stay here,” he said and put his hands in his pockets. “When was the last time you had a vacation?”
I couldn’t think of any reason. I was not yet allowed to tell him the truth. I needed to give him the same reason I told him before. “He is my friend,” I said. Arzhel pressed his lips, then released a deep breath. He looked at me. His eyes were full of warning. “I will give you one last chance,







