LOGINCallum's POV:Our legal team filed the counter-motion Friday morning and I reviewed the draft before they submitted it to make sure every argument was as strong as possible.The response was clean and direct, it argued that Isla held no formal role within Brennan Industries and had no access to financial records or operational decisions that would make her testimony material to the fraud case.More importantly it argued that forcing an abuse survivor to appear in court and face her abuser constituted a violation of her rights that no legitimate court interest could justify.The language was precise and well-supported with legal precedents about protecting victims from further trauma through the judicial process.I read the draft twice before signing off and sending it back to Margaret with my approval."How strong is our position?" I asked during our call."Very strong," Margaret said confidently. "Isla's points about the weaknesses in their motion were exactly right and we've built o
Isla's POV:Patricia called Thursday morning while I was getting ready for work and her voice had that careful tone she used when delivering bad news."Arthur's legal team filed a motion yesterday," she said. "I'm sending you the document number now, read it carefully before you panic.""I'm not going to panic," I said and meant it.I pulled up the court filing on my phone while Patricia stayed on the line and read through the motion with growing irritation rather than fear.The motion argued that I had material knowledge of business practices within Brennan Industries and that my status as an abuse survivor did not exempt me from the legal obligation to testify in Arthur's fraud trial.It was aggressive language dressed up in procedural logic and I recognized the strategy immediately because I'd spent enough time around Arthur to understand how he used process as a weapon."They're trying to compel your testimony," Patricia said. "Force you into the courtroom with him.""I see that,"
Callum's POV:I learned about Margot's visit from the security briefing James sent over and I was furious that she'd approached Isla at work with manipulation and veiled threats.The audacity of that woman showing up at Thorne Industries after everything she'd done was staggering and completely unacceptable.I called my legal team immediately and demanded an emergency meeting."I want the restraining order expanded to cover workplace contact," I said. "And I want harassment charges filed based on today's incident."Margaret pulled up the relevant documents and started making notes."We can definitely expand the order," she said. "The video recording from the conference room will support harassment charges.""Do it," I said. "Make it as comprehensive and punishing as legally possible."When I got home that evening Isla was cooking dinner with Rosie and they both looked peaceful and happy which was jarring against my anger about the situation."Daddy!" Rosie ran over to hug me. "We're
Isla's POV:Security called Monday afternoon while I was reviewing quarterly reports and the interruption made me look up from my computer with annoyance."Ms. Thorne, we have Margot Brennan in the lobby requesting to see you," James said and his voice was careful like he knew this would be unwelcome news.The surprise was profound and completely unwelcome, after everything that had happened Margot had the audacity to show up at my workplace like she had any right to see me."Tell her I'm not available," I said immediately."She says it's urgent and relates to your father's legal situation," James continued. "She's been waiting for twenty minutes."Part of me wanted to refuse and have security escort her out but curiosity won over better judgment, I wanted to know what Margot thought she could possibly accomplish by coming here."I'll see her for five minutes in conference room B," I said. "Have security present and make sure the cameras are recording, whatever she wants I'm document
Isla's POV:I woke as a married woman for the first time in either timeline and the realization made me smile before I even opened my eyes.In my previous life I'd been engaged to Declan but never made it to the actual wedding because Sienna had pushed me to my death first. This morning I wore a wedding ring that represented genuine love rather than a business arrangement.Callum was still sleeping beside me and his face looked peaceful and younger in the morning light streaming through the windows. I studied him quietly and thought about this man who'd become my partner and protector and now my husband.The journey from contract to authentic love still felt surreal sometimes like I might wake up and discover it had all been an elaborate dream.But the ring on my finger was real and the man sleeping beside me was real and the life we'd built together was solid and permanent and mine.I reached for my phone on the nightstand to check the time and saw dozens of messages and notificati
Callum's POV:We returned to a private suite at Eleanor's estate rather than going back to the penthouse for our first night as a married couple. The space offered privacy and distance from potential intrusions while security maintained a perimeter outside giving us genuine solitude.I helped Isla out of the wedding dress carefully and we were both quiet and reflective. The day had been an emotional whirlwind of vows and tears and celebration and now reality was settling in around us. genuinely committed to each other forever.My hands were steady as I worked the delicate buttons and zipper but my mind was racing with thoughts and memories of what we'd just done.I thought about my wedding night with Sarah years ago, how it had been awkward and sweet with youthful inexperience and nervousness. We'd been so young and uncertain and fumbling our way through intimacy.This was different in every way, both Isla and I were older now and carrying complicated histories and scars that had
Isla's POV:I arrived at the coffee shop twenty minutes early because I couldn't sit still at home any longer.The place was quiet on Saturday morning, just a few people scattered at tables with their laptops and coffee.I chose a table in the back corner where I could see the entrance and waited,
Callum's POV:Tomorrow was the board meeting.Tomorrow I'd either save my company or watch everything I'd built over the past decade crumble.The presentation sat on my laptop, ready to go. Every piece of evidence organized and documented.My legal team had prepared for every possible angle Gerald
Isla's POV:Rosie burst into my room at eight in the morning, already dressed and full of energy.“Isla, are you awake?” she asked, bouncing on the edge of my bed before I could answer. “Can we make pancakes together? Please? Daddy lets me help sometimes but you're better at the fun shapes.”I rubb
Isla's POV:We'd barely recovered from the confrontation with Declan when I saw her approaching.The reporter cut through the crowd with purpose, a cameraman following close behind with equipment already recording. I recognized her immediately from the list in the anonymous warning. Jennifer Walsh







