LOGINI never pried because I thought that once we were more serious in our relationship, I’d meet them because they were part of his circle, just like he would get to meet Lilly.Looking back at those conversations…I should have asked more. I should have pushed. I should have at least asked for a name. M
SIERRA.“Adrian?”The name leaves Noah’s lips like a ghost.His name and the familiarity in it loops in my mind on repeat, echoing over and over no matter how hard I try to shut it out.“Noah?”Besides me, Adrian stills as if he’s seen a ghost. He looks at Noah like he doesn’t trust what he is curre
He doesn’t move or speak. He doesn’t even blink for a second.Then finally, after what feels like decades, he breathes, “What the fuck…”“Exactly what I thought," I say, looking at a spot on the floor.“I thought she was bad,” he continues, running a hand through his hair, pacing now. “I thought sh
I don’t know how long I’ve been sitting here… Minutes? Hours? Days?Time doesn’t make sense anymore. Not after everything I read. Not after everything I know now.I’ve been sitting here, wracking my brain, trying to understand how I missed it all these years. How I never once got even the slightest
I slam the diary shut and hurl it across the room as my chest heaves, my breaths coming in uneven bursts.“Sorry?” I rasp.She was sorry? As if that fixes anything. As if that erases years of damage. As if that gives Sierra back everything we took from her.A guttural sound rips from my throat as I
“My God…” The voice that leaves me is unrecognizable.I thought Chloe and I had built something real, something beautiful, only to realize that it wasn’t. It was stolen.I lived a life that was never meant to be hers. A life that belonged to Sierra.I lived out a dream, while the woman who created i
I remember the last time he gave me hope. It was after we joined Uni. Chloe had broken up with him for reasons known only to her. He’d shown up at my apartment one evening, looking like the world had broken him. I was so startled to see him there—Noah Woods, standing on my doorstep with red eyes and
NoahThe rhythmic hum of the air conditioner fills Dad’s office, blending with the faint rustle of papers as I flip through the final page of the report. The mahogany desk between us gleams, sunlight slanting across its surface and catching on the silver cuff of my father’s watch. Across from me, Li
I wake up with an overwhelming need to use the washroom badly. My bladder feels like it’s about to combust, and maybe it’s all that water they made me drink before taking my meds.I must’ve fallen asleep not long after Lilly’s visit. One minute I was awake, staring at the ceiling, and the next, I wa
“Hey.”Lilly’s voice pulls me back, her hand warm over mine, grounding me in the present. “You’re scaring me. Should I call the doctor?”My vision clears slowly, the sterile white walls of the hospital room replacing the foggy garden from my dream. I take shaky breaths, trying to calm the frantic rh







