تسجيل الدخولNova's point of view "What are you doing here?" Her voice was sharp and loud.I blinked, then let out a short laugh. "Oh."I tilted my head. "Miss Expensive Attitude. …I should ask how your ill- mannered self landed here, ruining my day!"She looked around the apartment before returning her gaze to me..her lips curled.."You haven't said anything reasonable. What the fuck are you doing in my husband's house?"For a second… I honestly thought I'd heard wrong and I laughed again. "You must have finally gone mad." I pointed toward the door."Get out now!" The woman from the resort, the same one that kept bothering me, shook her head. "Pity," she murmured. "I was hoping my husband would hire someone smarter."I folded my arms. "So you think I'm the cleaner now?"Her gaze slid lazily over me, a fake smile appeared on her lips. “ I know you… You are the little office girl always hanging around my husband."My eyes narrowed.."Office girl?""Poor thing." She sighed dramatically. "So he really
Nova's point of view The next four days passed like a dream. We slept more than we had in months, wandered through quiet streets with coffee in our hands, argued over board games until one of us accused the other of cheating, we even cooked together.One afternoon, we got caught in the rain, instead of running…He spun me around in the middle of the street until both of us were soaked and laughing like children. Those days weren't just wonderful, the entire world felt gentle again…except...every time I mentioned Damon...The laughter disappeared, his smile faded, his shoulders stiffened and he'd find something else to talk about, or suddenly remember an email.After the third time… I stopped asking, not because I wasn't curious, but because I could see the hurt in his eyes every single time his best friend's name crossed my lips.Day five came with the same ecstasy. I stood in front of the full-length mirror, pinching the side of my waist, I turned sideways, my hand slid over my stom
Nova's point of view "Shit!" I slapped the gas knob off so hard my fingers stung, then bolted toward the stairs."Damon!" My bare feet barely touched the steps…by the time I reached the landing, Damon had already disappeared into Reed's bedroom, the door slammed with a loud Bang! Then…click. The unmistakable sound of the lock sliding into place.My heart lurched. "Damon!" I reached the door just as another sound drifted through it. The curtains were being yanked shut and the room fell dead into silence.I pounded on the door. "Please! Damon! Reed! Open the door!" My fists struck the wood again and again. "Please don't do this! I know you're both angry, but talk! Please!"Not a single reply came through the door, not even footsteps. I pressed my ear against the door.At first...I heard nothing, then...a dull thud, something scraped across the floor, followed by heavy, fast footsteps; the kind that made the floor vibrate beneath my feet. I couldn't hear words, only sharp , violent m
Nova's point of view "No... No…No," My fingers fumbled against his neck…. checking for pulse. I let out a shaky breath. "Thank God..." Then I pressed my palm against his chest….I jerked my hand back. "Oh my God." He was burning up. I swallowed hard, blinking away the tears already gathering in my eyes. "Reed..." He didn't answer, I hooked one of his arms over my shoulder. "Come on...You can do this." Half dragging, half carrying him, I somehow got him to lie on the couch, the next seconds, my fingers struggled with the buttons on his shirt, the buttons finally gave way and I pulled the damp fabric from him and pressed a wet towel against his forehead. His skin sizzled beneath my touch. "Fuck!..." The towel was warm within seconds, I changed it again and again, yet his breathing remained uneven. "Please..."I hurried upstairs, came downstairs, moved round half of the damn massive house like a confused kitten looking for painkillers, fever medicine, anything, but all I found was noth
Nova's point of view Seven missed calls! My eyes widened. "Jeez..." I blinked twice, wiping the sleep from my face before looking at my phone again."Oh no…” All seven were from Reed. I sat upright so fast the blanket tangled around my legs. It had to be the alcohol. I rubbed my forehead… .fuck! Alcohol had never been my friend, no wonder I'd slept like someone in a coma.I stared at the missed calls again as guilt settled heavily in my chest."He must've been worried..." Without wasting another second, I pressed his number. The line was busy. Huh? I frowned and tried again…still busy. The third time, it was unavailable. My heartbeat stumbled and I immediately dialed again.Hope flickered in my chest as it ran this time. "Come on, Reed..." Please pick up. The call disconnected and I called again.I bit my lower lip. “Are you angry with me?" I whispered to myself. I'm sorry...I was sleeping. I swear…I didn't hear the calls.I quickly opened WhatsApp, my fingers flying across the keyb
Reed's point of view I couldn't breathe, sweat gathered beneath my collar despite the cold air conditioning. My fingers trembled. This couldn't be happening. If this weren't Father's final wish…I would've walked away already, I would've burned every bridge if I had to. But this...How was I supposed to deny a dying man? How was I supposed to live with myself if he closed his eyes forever because I refused him one last request? And how was I supposed to stand before Nova...after marrying someone else? How could I ever explain this? What words existed for something like this"I..." My voice sounded foreign. "I need the restroom." Everyone looked at me. "I should wash my face." I forced something close to a smile. "If I'm getting married....I should at least look presentable in the photographs."Dad nodded immediately. "Go."I walked out, two security guards followed several steps behind. I didn't even acknowledge them. The restroom door clicked shut behind me and I leaned my back agains
Nova's point of view “You really should be ashamed of yourself, Nova.” Margaret’s voice sliced through the air before I could even react to the pain on my cheek.“Sleeping outside your husband’s house and coming back looking like…” she paused, her lips curling in disgust, “this….a filthy trash!”T
Nova's point of view The door of his sitting room barely clicked shut before his mouth crashed down on mine, kissing, biting and nibbling on my lips. He kissed like he’d invented it. And I followed his lead like I had no choice in the matter. He dragged his mouth away from mine, swore as he turne
Nova's point of view I sat across from the doctor, barely hearing him. My fingers dug into the edge of the chair, my heartbeat loud enough to drown everything around me.“Mrs Nova? Are you listening to me?” The doctor’s calm voice sliced through the fog that clouded my brain.I shook my head, swal
Nova's point of view My fingers trembled slightly as I adjusted the lace that clung against my thighs. I held my breath, listening to the soft ticking of the clock echoing through the dim room. “Nova, you’ve got this,” I whispered to myself, pressing my palm against my chest trying to steady the







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