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
I saw their family members on the benches in the waiting area outside the ICU rooms at the end of the hallway. There were two women, both crying. I assumed they were their wives. The two benches were facing each other, and I assumed each bench was for the family of each security personnel. On one
I fell asleep. I didn’t know how long it had been. But when I woke up, it felt like my whole body had been beaten by exhaustion. My body was aching. I blinked while looking at the unfamiliar ceiling. Seconds later, it sank in to me that I was in New York. I remembered the fire, and the smell of m
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
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







