MasukHe lowered himself to one knee, right there on the gala stage, in front of five hundred people and a live stream audience of thousands."Taylor Jones," he said. "Will you let me stay?"The tears I'd been holding back broke free. I looked down at this man—this impossible, stubborn, fiercely loving ma
"Then what do we do?"I thought of Leanne on my doorstep, hollow-eyed and armorless. I thought of the envelope still sitting on our counter, her silent offering. I thought of every headline that had called me fraud, gold-digger, social climber, liar."Trust me," I said.The gallery ballroom was a se
Taylor's POVMy mother stood on the doorstep and told me she'd told Eleanor Sterling to go to hell.I didn't invite her in.Not because I was cruel. Because I was frozen—twenty-two years of abandonment, resentment, and carefully buried longing crashing together in the space between one heartbeat and
"No," I agreed. "But she's fighting on our terms now. That's all we needed."The next morning, the call came from a different hospital.Not Dylan's. I'd almost forgotten there was another battlefield.It was his mother's lawyer. Formal, brief, stripped of emotion: "Mr. Kade's medical team has determ
Taylor's POVFor three weeks, Eleanor Sterling circled its edges—making calls, probing weaknesses, testing the weight of her restraints. But she didn't step over the line. The agreement held. The silence stretched.And in that silence, something unexpected grew.Peace.It wasn't announced or celebra
He leaned forward slightly."The decision about Mr. Kade's care rests with his doctors and his legal next of kin. Taylor Jones has no role in that process—and it is a testament to her character that she has never sought one. She has not spoken, because there is nothing she can say that would not be
Aiden POVSomething is wrong with me this morning and i know exactly what it is the moment her laugh drifts through my head again.its faint like a memory brushing past my ear but it hits with a sharpness that has me stopping in the middle of tying my shoes.,Taylor.she is everywhere in my mind toda
her smile grows but its tired worn down at the edges. “I just hate seeing you like this.” She studies my face with quiet intensity. “Every time someone posts something new, you tense up like you’re waiting for another hit.”“Kind of am,” I mutter.She nudges my knee lightly. “Then let’s do something
Taylor POVThe second Kiera opens the door to her apartment i know i shouldnt have come here,.not because she isnt the safest person i know. Not because she isn’t going to listen. but because she is going to listen and then scream loud enough to break glass.,her apartment smells like vanilla candle
Aiden povA notification pings on my phone sharp enough to feel like it hits behind my ribs.i stand by the floor to ceiling windows in the penthouse city lights stretching out below me like a restless ocean.,my thumb hovers over the screen long enough for my reflection to stare back tired around t







