Ava’s povEmily and I sat opposite each other in one of the best cafes in the city.It was Sunday and we had decided to have a nice time out. Her and Sophie’s incident has been blowing all over social media with people calling her the ‘the jealous sister.’ If only they knew.“So….” I began the conversation, she raised her head up from her phone. “Soo…?” she asked back.“Are you going to tell me what’s going on in your mind?”She gave a weak smile, “arrgh, must I talk about it?”I tilted my head, “yes…you need to.”She then ran her fingers through her hair, “Argghh, that’s one way to put it. I just want to forget about it and get ready for tomorrow.”“Tomorrow? What's happening?” “Work…tomorrow is the day Alex starts with his merge.”“Is he still going through with that?” Emily shu
Emily’s povThe night air was sharp against my skin, but it did nothing to cool the fire burning inside me. My heels clicked angrily against the pavement as I stormed down the driveway, each step heavier than the last. Behind me, I could still hear the faint hum of whispers, the echo of Sophie’s pitiful sobs, and my parents’ condemning silence.Of course, they believed her. They always did.I clenched the papers in my hands until they crumpled. I could taste the bitter humiliation on my tongue.Family? She dared to call us family.A laugh broke out of me, wild and raw, echoing in the still night. My own voice sounded foreign, like it belonged to someone else, like someone who is broken. My chest rose and fell in jagged waves, and for a second, I considered turning back and shoving every one of those words down Sophie’s lying throat but then I saw her face in my mind, her fake tears, her fragile trem
Sophie’s povWatching her walk into Wesley’s office made my blood boil. I wasn't done with her. I would make sure the pains she made me pass through….“She is really a slut….” I turned to see Lydia, my handy spy. She is not only obedient to the core but we also have the same interests. Take out Emily.“Did you know that this week she was promoted?” Lydia added. It surprised me because she was just promoted on Monday.“Again?” Lydia nodded, confirming it. “That’s strange….” “Yes, it is but no one is surprised. Everyone knows she sleeps with the president and is friends with his sister, so….” I smirked. That was useful information. I could use that. “ummh, Lydia.” she turned to me, “can you help me with something?”“Yeah, sure, anything.”“I need you to help me check up on the remaini
Emily’s POV The party dragged on like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. Laughter, clinking glasses, flashes from phones as Sophie posed with her perfectly decorated cake and baby-blue balloons. I stood in the corner, swirling my drink as if it were an anchor holding me steady. But I wasn’t steady, not even close. Every time I caught Wesley’s eyes on me across the room, something inside me clenched. He looked like a man who had already won, who had some cruel trick up his sleeve. I hated him for it. I hated that part of me still wanted him to look at me, even if it was with malice. After Sophie’s toast, fake tears, and all the crowd began to thin out. Parents and distant relatives gathered their coats, and the endless stream of Sophie’s influencer friends posted their final stories before tri
Emily’s PovIt was finally time for the day I dreaded—the baby Shower.Even though it had been quite some time since Sophie and Wesley. I knew that something was brewing and it was hot.The office had become a war zone with a lot of fucking responsibilities that landed on my shoulders. Ava has been busy and I knew that but for some reason I avoided her.We barely spoke and I knew I was passing the aggression I had for her brother onto her. Probably it was because she doubted I could shoulder the new responsibility with the one she had already given to me.The baby shower was by 12pm and one would think that I would have backed off but I wanted to go.It had been so long since I saw their fucking faces.My mum, dad….I had left and they had not for once even tried to call or even text me back.It was sick.But what the fuck did I expect
Jace’s POVThe morning after our late-night talk, Emily’s words clung to me like smoke that wouldn’t clear. She had tried to put on a brave face when we parted ways, even laughed over pancakes, but I could see the exhaustion in her eyes, the cracks she didn’t want anyone to notice.She was breaking under the weight Alex had dumped on her, and he didn’t even know it or worse, he did know and didn’t care.That thought gnawed at me as I walked into the sleek glass building that housed the company’s headquarters. I wasn’t an employee, didn’t even belong here, but my last name and my connections gave me enough weight to get past reception with a polite smile and a clipped, “I’m here to see Alexander Hasting. He’ll want to see me.”The receptionist hesitated for a second before calling upstairs. I didn’t miss the flicker of surprise in her eyes when whoever answered told her to let me through.Good. Let him be