LOGINDespite being married by contract, Fiona Clarke believed her husband could love her as much as she had loved him from the first day she met him. But as soon as his first love returned to town, Sebastian Blackwood filed for divorce. Devastated, Fiona had to face a different direction in her life despite loving him silently. After all, she was there when he needed her most, but now he was discarding her as if she were nothing more than a surrogate wife. But Sebastian misses her and realizes that Fiona is the woman he always longed for, but it seems too late for reconciliation since a man of interest is comforting Fiona.
View MoreThe late afternoon sun bathed the elegant garden venue in a warm, golden light, filtering through the leaves of ancient oak trees and casting soft patterns across the white aisle runner. White and blush roses intertwined with delicate greenery along the wooden arch at the end of the path, creating a romantic backdrop that felt both timeless and deeply personal. Fiona stood at the beginning of the aisle, her heart fluttering with a mixture of nerves and overwhelming joy. Her wedding dress was a vision of understated elegance, a flowing A-line gown in soft ivory silk with subtle lace details across the bodice and sleeves that caught the light with every movement. Her hair was styled in loose waves, adorned with small pearl pins that had once belonged to her mother.At her side, three-year-old Colin and Edward bounced with excitement, their tiny tuxedos looking impossibly adorable on their energetic frames. The twins clutched small wicker baskets filled with pink and white rose petals,
Third POVA full year had slipped by behind the cold concrete walls of the state penitentiary, each day blending into the next with a rigid routine that forced Sebastian Blackwood to confront parts of himself he had long avoided. Life inside was harsh but strangely clarifying. The clang of metal doors, the constant hum of voices, and the limited freedoms shaped a new reality for him. Every week without fail, he sat at a small metal desk in the common area and wrote letters to Irene. At first, they were short and hesitant, simple notes asking how she was doing and offering awkward apologies that never quite captured the depth of his regret. Over time, however, the words began to flow more freely. He described the monotonous days: early mornings in the prison yard, the library hours where he read everything from philosophy to self-help books, and the small circle of unlikely friends he had made among the other inmates. Some were men serving time for white-collar crimes, others carri
Third POVThe months slipped by quietly, weaving themselves into a new rhythm that felt both familiar and refreshingly balanced. Fiona Blackwood’s life had settled into a steady, satisfying groove she could never have imagined during the chaotic years that came before. As CEO of Empowear, she arrived at the sleek headquarters most mornings with a clear mind and a sense of purpose that energized her. Board meetings, design reviews, and strategy sessions filled her days, but she had learned to delegate effectively and protect her time with the same fierce determination her mother had shown before her. The company continued to thrive under her leadership, with new sustainable collections receiving glowing reviews and strong sales figures that made her proud.Evenings belonged first to her twins. Colin and Edward, now energetic toddlers with matching mischievous grins, kept her on her toes with their endless curiosity and sudden bursts of laughter. She cherished the chaotic bedtime rou
Third POVThe ICU room was bathed in soft, clinical light, the steady rhythm of machines creating a mechanical lullaby that filled the space with both hope and dread. Sebastian Blackwood stood just outside the glass partition, his tall frame motionless as he watched Irene lie motionless in the hospital bed. Tubes and wires connected her to monitors that tracked every heartbeat, every breath. Bandages covered parts of her arms and torso, and her face, though peaceful in unconsciousness, still bore faint traces of soot and healing bruises from the explosion. He knew this scene was his punishment, a living hell he had created with his own hands. The woman he loved more than anything was fighting for her life because of his choices, and there was nothing he could do but stand there, powerless, bearing witness to the consequences.He had barely left the hospital since the night of the explosion. Days blurred together in a haze of guilt and quiet desperation. The sterile smell of antisept
Fiona POVI came back to the house we were renting with Mom early the next morning after the night at the bar. The sun was already climbing high, turning the sky a soft pink and gold over the ocean. Lucas had insisted on driving me home, saying it was too early for me to walk alone even though t
Fiona POV The morning after the waterfall, the group woke to birdsong and the soft light filtering through the trees. I lay in my sleeping bag for a few minutes longer than everyone else, listening to the sounds of the camp stirring—zippers on tents, laughter, the clink of coffee mugs. Lucas had
Third POVThe morning after the night at the club, Sebastian woke up slowly, head pounding like a drum inside his skull, the familiar ache of too much whiskey and weed hitting him all at once. He opened his eyes to the dim light filtering through the heavy curtains in his bedroom, the familiar ce
Fiona POVI drove through the middle of the night while the snow fell heavy and silent around me, big thick flakes hitting the windshield and melting slowly under the wipers that worked nonstop. The roads were dark and almost completely empty at this hour, streetlights glowing soft and yellow thr






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