LOGINTessie’s POVMy fingers tightened slowly around the envelope.At first, I didn’t even realize how hard I was gripping it.My eyes stayed fixed on the paper, scanning the same line over and over again—but not really reading it. Not yet.Because something inside me had already started burning—slowly, low and uncomfortable.Then it rose.I inhaled sharply with my jaw tightening as I forced myself to actually read it.A formal invitation. An Executive dinner. Attendance required—No.Not required. Requested.My grip tightened further.“With him.”The words echoed in my head, louder than they should have.A dinner with Barron.My chest tightened.For a moment, I just stood there, staring at the paper like it had personally offended me.Then I let out a short, bitter laugh. “Wow.”I shook my head slowly with my lips pressing together.“I don’t have time to lose this job,” I muttered under my breath.But the words didn’t even feel convincing, cause this wasn’t about the job.Not really.My fi
Helena's POV I felt my pulse pick slightly at his words. It could be anything and it could be nothing.I for one already knew the kind of surprises this man could pull. So everything in me stood in wait.He reached into his drawer and pulled out an envelope, sliding it across the desk towards me.“It’s more like an official invitation,” he explained before I could even touch it.An invitation? For me?I placed my remaining stuff on the chair beside me and picked it up carefully.Took a deep breath before finally opening it.And as my eyes scanned the contents, something in my chest shifted.A dinner invitation. With him.For a second, I just stared at it.Then I let out a small, almost disbelieving breath.“This is pretty formal,” I muttered without thinking too much into it.He leaned back slightly. “It is.”And I glanced down at him. “If it’s dinner with you, sir,” I started slowly as my hands twitched by my side. “Why the invitation?”“It’s an executive dinner,” he explained. “Th
Helena's POV It had been so long since I saw that name that for a second… I didn’t recognize it.My eyes stayed on the screen longer than necessary, like if I looked away too quickly, it would disappear. Like it wasn’t real. My fingers hovered over the desk, not moving to get it at first while something I had nearly forgotten stirred low in me.I had forgotten how it felt.Not the name itself, but what came with it. The way my body reacted before my mind could even catch up. The slight tightening in my chest. The quiet shift in my breathing.It had been so long. Too long.And yet, Barron.The name finally settled in my mind as I exhaled slowly, not realizing I had been holding my breath. My hand moved then, almost on instinct, as I picked up the phone.Before I spoke, I straightened with my back pressing against the chair and my shoulders pulling into place. I shifted the chair slightly, positioning myself with the desk like that alone could steady whatever had just been unsettl
Helena's POVI almost didn’t say it.Even when the words pressed hard against my throat, demanding to be released, I hesitated.Cause saying it would make it real, and once it gets real… I wouldn’t be able to take it back.Tessy was still watching me closely, carefully. Not teasing this time, not pushing either, just waiting for my next words.And somehow, that made everything harder for me.I exhaled slowly with my fingers tightening slightly around the edge of the table.“I…” I choked out as my voice came out softer than I expected. Then paused and tried again. “It’s… family,” I finally said.Tessy didn’t say anything, she just nodded once, giving me the room to continue.I swallowed hard before I did.“My grandfather,” I said with my gaze dropping to the table, “he’s been… making decisions for me.”That was the safest way to put it. I didn't need to give out everything, didn't need to give out much. Just enough.“What kind of decisions?” Tessy asked gently.And a small, humorless l
Helena’s POVI knew I didn’t like surprises.I really didn’t like surprises.And standing right there on the sidewalk, watching Tessy practically vibrate with excitement while refusing to tell me where we were going? Yeah. This was exactly why.“Tessy,” I called, narrowing my eyes slightly as she adjusted her bag like she didn’t have a care in the world. “Where are we going?”She didn’t even look at me. “That’s the fun part,” she said lightly.I blinked. “No. That’s the annoying part.”That made her laugh. “Relax,” she said, finally glancing at me. “You’re acting like I’m taking you somewhere dangerous.”“I don’t know where you’re taking me,” I pointed out.“Exactly,” she grinned and I stared at her.“You’re unbelievable,” I exclaimed.“And you’re overthinking it,” she shot back easily.“I’m not overthinking,” I muttered. “I just don’t like not knowing things.”“Well, good thing I do,” she said, already stepping ahead.But I didn’t move a step further.“Tessy,” I called but she didn't
Helena’s POVHer words wouldn't have done much if not for the face she kept giving me.The look she only gave when she had something crazy planned.Or when she was about to say something I wouldn't like.I blinked, staring at her with my head tilting to the side, trying to see through her smile.“A favor?” I repeated, and she nodded like it was the most obvious thing in the world.She then leaned back in her chair with that same annoying, confident smile. “Yes. A very important one,” she added.I narrowed my eyes slightly. “Why do I suddenly feel like I should be worried?”“You shouldn’t,” she said quickly, and that alone made me more suspicious.“Tessy,” I called out carefully.“Wharrttr?” She slurred, shrugging innocently. “I’m trying to help you out here,” she added rather too excitedly for someone trying to help me.“By doing what exactly?” I asked carefully and she leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table and locking her eyes onto mine.“Well, I’m getting you out of this h
Helena’s POVI pushed the door open, and stood still at the doorway.I didn't know what I expected in a hospital room, but this certainly looked different.The room was quiet, almost like no living soul stayed there.It wasn't the chaotic, beeping loudly, rushing kind of hospital room I had imagine
Helena’s POVWhat if I’m already too late?The question hovered over my mind like an itch that refused to leave.I stared at the hospital address on my phone screen again and my chest tightened painfully as the same thought circled back.What if I’m actually too late?What if, by the time I get the
Helena’s POV“Your grandfather is about to die.”The words rushed into my head through my ears so violently that my entire body jerked.Before my phone slipped from my hand, and for a split second, it flipped through the air.I recovered in time and my fingers shook violently as I lunged forward af
Helena’s POVI froze. That voice.That particular voice.It rang a bell too loud to ignore. And for a slightest of seconds, I thought exhaustion was playing tricks on my mind.But I slowly turned around to find a well tall figure standing just a few steps away from me.He had broad shoulders with h







