登入Anna’s POVThe neatly wrapped gift box rested on one hand while the other finger traced the edge of the ribbon over and over again, standing in front of the door with Jessie. Jessie rang the doorbell, and a few minutes later, a man opened the door. He had a quiet intensity about him. His light brown hair is slightly tousled, framing a face marked by soft stubble and thoughtful eyes that seem to be studying everything at once, dressed simply in a dark shirt and blue jeans, with thin-framed glasses resting on his nose and a watch glinting on his wrist“Jessie,” he said, stepping forward and pulling her into a hug.“Benedict,” Jessie replied, hugging him back.“It’s a good thing you came after the breakup,” she added lightly. “At least it’ll keep your mind off things.”“Don’t rub it in. You never liked her anyway.” He said drylyI stood quietly at the door, a small smile on my face, waiting to be acknowledged.Until he became aware of my presencesOh—come in. He squared his shoulders. I'
Nathans POVAt first, there was only static, then a faint shuffle in the background before a voice came through, soft and shaking. “I… I need you to record this…”Another voice followed, clearer this time, calling out“Lisa?”My brows drew together. Who is Lisa? I wondered as I continued to listen. Her voice was full of fear, which made it impossible to ignore.“I’m pregnant…” A small frown formed as confusion flickered across my face.“He abused me… Mr. Fourth abused me…”Everything in me stirred up, even the grip on my phone, my knuckles paling as the words sank in. Lisa’s voice broke into sobs,, the kind that left no room for doubt; it was real. This didn’t sound like fabricated stories, Exaggerations or Manipulations. It sounded like the truth…spilling out faster than she could contain it. I didn’t wait for the recording to finish. I ended it because the pieces had already fallen into place.I called Anna.She hadn’t sent this for sympathy or attention, she sent it because she exp
Nathan's POV“Nexsus dragging us down with them—mon Dieu, these allegations will stain us all. Mr. Kings, you must intervene… and quickly.”One of the shareholders who came from Paris with a full beard and stocky body voice cut across the boardroom, desperate to be heard. But to me… it barely registered; the words reached my ears, but they didn’t hold any effect. It sounded distantI sat at the head of the table wearing a loose, off-white button-up shirt with the top buttons open, my sleeves rolled up to the elbows, relaxed. One arm resting against the chair, the other loosely on the polished surface. On the outside, I looked composed. But inside, my thoughts were nowhere near the boardroom but on Anna.No matter how busy I tried to keep myself, I always find a second to think about her; the thought of her not answering my calls pressed against my mind, persistent and irritating. It felt like invisible walls were rising, slowly shutting me out“And now, voilà… we stand on the brink of
Anna’s POVI rushed out to the hospital, my mind already racing ahead of me to hear what Doctor vJuliet knew about Mr. Fourth. I know this isn’t simple; justice doesn’t just happen because I want it to, but doing nothing makes me just as guilty. If I am making a dangerous decision, maybe, at least it’s the right oneI spotted Doctor Juliet across an open space just across St. Clair Hospital; she was already seated, waiting.The morning air was cold, and I could feel it in my nose with every breath. Dew clung to the lawn, the grass glistening as I walked straight toward her and sat across from her, the brick bench cold, making the chill seep through my hands instantly. So I rested my hands lightly against my thighs for more warmth, spotting the hospital name ahead of her“Anna,” she called out, “I got your number from the file you filled out when you brought in your friend.” “She’s a brave person.” A small, sad smile formed.I nodded, but all my focus stayed on what she was about to
Anna’s POVBy the time I got home, darkness had already settled into the living room, broken only by the soft glow of a lamp spilling out from the bedroom—just enough light to see the familiar shape of thingsI didn’t bother turning on the lights; I just walked through it.Jessie had gone to bed early, unlike her.She was usually the one waiting up, full of questions, reading me too easily, pulling answers out of me even when I wasn’t ready to give them.But tonight… she was already asleep and deep down, I felt relieved.Relieved that I didn’t have to explain anything.Relieved that I didn’t have to talk about my conversation with Nathan… or the things it had stirred up inside me.I slipped into the bathroom to take a shower, keeping the water low, careful not to make too much noise. .I stepped out quietly, drying off as gently as I could, moving carefully enough so I could keep the night from going any furtherBut that was impossible because Jessie was a light sleeper.Her voice ca
Anna’s POVThe door shut behind me. For a few seconds, I just stood there, staring at nothing, trying to make sense of why he never answered my question. The silence he left behind felt louder than the argument we had.My eyes drifted back to the closed door. Part of me wanted to storm back in and demand answers. Another part of me hoped he would come after me… say something....anything.But my feet decided for me.They moved on their own, carrying me down the hallway toward the elevator.The elevator doors slid open with a quiet chime.I stepped inside. The space was cold and empty, but better than being in the same room with Nathan Still. I hesitated, glancing at the hallway one last time.A small, foolish part of me hoped he would appear before the doors closed. He didn’tBut his words did “Daniela’s mother once worked at Pips”.Pips. I hadn’t thought about that place in years. It was a building tucked deep in downtown—part club, part guest house.People downtown were known for the







