Alex's POVIt was beautiful.The way the sun casted its golden rays upon the clouds, turning them bright red; fire red.Looking towards the horizon, I could vividly see the fiery red orb slowly dip into the ocean as though engulfed by it. Mesmerized, I watched as the leaving sun dyed the heavens a bright orange and turned the ocean a deep blood red.I sucked into a deep breath as I pulled my knees up and crossed my arms over them before i rested my head on the top. The side of my temple touched the skin of my arm while my eyes stayed focused on the scenery ahead of me.I liked this place. I liked this house. I liked it here. His absence allowed a different type of freedom to rush through my veins. His absence gave me peace..something i didn't realize i was craving this long.His absence — i closed my eyes and took in a fresh gulp of air — allowed me to finally breathe.A hand on my shoulder pulled me out of my trance. It startled me, for a moment, it even scared me. I shook that thoug
Alex's POVLife is like an unwritten book, where you get to be the star of your own story, crafting it day by day.And like any other book, as you travel through the pages, it's the highs and lows that keep you - the reader - enthralled, making the tale worth telling.When you hear stories of such sort, they stick to your mind in a way. The bad moments, the troubles and the twists are the ones that get stored in the long-term memory. The happy moments make you smile as you read through but they never stick, for happiness is a quite emotion that doesn't make a fuss in its wake.The realization that flashed in her eyes at the name I just mentioned, confirmed my theory.He was a man with a story worth telling. A story she couldn't forget even after all these years."You remember him, don't you?" I asked.Her eyelids dropped for a second and air heaved from her chest before she nodded her head, "In my career, along the way, there are cases that you just can't forget. Nikolas is definitely
Nikolas's POVI've never been afraid of 'monsters' per-say. I do believe they exist, I just don't think they are furry and live under the bed and in the closet.You see, I knew a monster once.I knew him so well that eventually, I turned into him.My monster didn't hide under the bed, no, he was everywhere. He was there when I woke up and there when I went to sleep. He took over my reality and if that wasn't enough, he also took over my dreams.I thought it was all gonna come rushing back like it always did when I get a mere glimpse of him. I even waited for it to happen, but it didn't. I waited for the fear to take over my senses and tighten my gut into knots, but it never did.I wasn't scared of him and that placed me beyond confusion.I mean, what changed since the last time I saw him?Is it the realization that I am just like him? I mean, let's face it, how can you be scared of something that's just a copy of you?The truth unraveled beneath my eyes as I realized that there stood
Alex's POVHer eyes grew wider in astonishment and she said, "Birthday?"A smile curved my lips at her surprised expression, "Yes." I nodded my head, "Today was my birthday."Her lips stretched wider into a gaping grin and her eyebrows arched for the sky. Her eyes lit up as she excitedly said, "Cake?"I chuckled, "That's the only thing you think about, huh?" I shook my head, "No, unfortunately, there is no cake." At that realization, her smile broke down into a heart-melting pout.I ran my hand through her hair, gently stroking it. The smile slowly left my face and a low tired sigh parted my lips, "Can you believe that even your mother didn't remember."For some reason, I hated being alone on this day. I am not asking for much, I just wish she didn't leave.If only she stayed.Her presence alone was enough."Can I tell you a secret?" I said, "But you can't tell anyone." She nodded her head as if she understood my words. The movement of hand paused and I gazed into her eyes, the same o
Alex's POV"So, you and doctor handsome were shacking it up yesterday, huh?" I teased Cara as I cut off another piece of the pancake.Her beautiful eyes narrowed at me, "We weren't shacking it up." She said mockingly, trying to imitate my voice."First of all, I don't sound like that," I said, dredging a piece through the pooling syrup on my plate. I popped it in my mouth and for a minute there, I forgot that Cara even existed. God, this tasted so good. You see, that's why you should get married, you can have a good night sex then you wake up and a mouth-watering breakfast awaits you and then you can have a post-breakfast sex and life is all good again.Simple as that."Second of all, I saw you walking with him to somewhere," I added as I enjoyed the heavenly taste in my mouth. Cara's eyes dug a hole into my skin as she chewed on her food, she held up the rolled pancake with her fork and pointed it toward me, "He was only taking me to his friend."My eyebrows creased together, "And wh
Alex's POVCold air pelted my skin as I hurriedly made my way to the car. Anxiety clawed at my throat and spilled into my stomach at the thought that I left Cara in that vulnerable state, with Linda.God, I trusted her in that matter.But since my own father is behind this, her betrayal didn't shock me that much. If my own blood did this, then...well, what's left for strangers?The engine roared to life and I was ready to take off but the car's door opened and Roman got in. My eyebrow raised as he comfortably seated himself beside me and latched the door shut. He turned to me, a frown creased his forehead, "Come on, what are you waiting for?" He said, motioning to the road.I rolled my eyes at him before I placed the car in reverse, backed away and pulled out into the main street. Fifteen minutes passed, all spent in worry and desperation, my hands kneaded at the steering wheel, trapping the anxious feeling prickling under my skin.Once arrived, I got out of the car and into the house
Cara's POVThe thunder rolled overhead and rain pattered against the window's pane, knocking me out of my haze. I lifted my head up and listened to the sound of the raindrops as they steadily hit the glass, one after the other, with a constant rhythm as if the world outside was playing its own melancholy melody.My gaze darted away and I continued brushing my wet hair. My movement suddenly paused and I let my eyelids drop down for a second as today's events rushed back with a full force and took a hold over my thoughts.You see, it wasn't just the hallucinations that freaked me out, it wasn't just what I saw, it's what I felt.The fear, the terror, the panic and the anguish that took over my being by just looking at him...The memories that I thought I moved on from, the life I thought I left behind. Today showed me, proved to me, that I am not over it yet, that somehow, I am still stuck in that past.The hallucinations didn't come out of the blue, the drug didn't show me lies, it just
Alex's POVFlames of fear licked through my body, kindling the madness the thought of losing her created in me, and my gut twisted into the tightest knot.What does he want from my little girl?If he wants the baby dead, then what does Lilly have to do in the middle of all of this?"Who did this?" Liam asked the guy, but the young man was already slipping away, the liquid oozing down his shirt took a darker color. Liam shook him, "I said, who did this?" His voice bellowed in the hallway, slamming against the walls and returning back as an echo."Who else do you think?" My voice didn't sound familiar to my own ears; Liam turned to me, his gaze drifting from the dead guy, "It's my dear father, who else would do something like this?"His brow raised before he got to his feet, "Well, I can think of one other person who would do something exactly like this." The words harshly tumbled out, his hand curling into a fist, anger taking over his eyes. It's weird, seconds ago he was the one tryin