Writer's P.O.V "How is the book ending?" Maurice my assistant asked me, "I thought you were working on it the previous night." "Oh yes, but I didn't like the ending." I answered her and her eyes fell towards the laptop screen, she was too strict with me, even though I didn't sleep all night while writing this ending she might still criticize me for being a shitty writer. "I like this." A small smile reached her lips. "I never liked the fact that Valentina would die at the ending, you would never reach best seller with that mentality." I was never trying to be best seller anyways, but since she approves of this ending, I know that the book is done. I will miss talking to Ethan, and also my number one fan, Valentina, even as she died she called my book, beautiful and a masterpiece. It was different from the way the toxic web readers did. But how did the book end again..."You're going to get late for your interview." Melissa yelled at Valentina, just because Valentina was trying t
Third Person's P.O.V"Travis, what are you doing here?" Valentina asked curiously before she could push the door close, he stopped it with the tip of his foot and pushed her away instead. She fell to the ground, she knew she wasn't supposed to let him come inside. "Travis." Her eyes widened when she noticed he was holding a knife again, and that was when she remember a memory that escaped her mind, that day in the crowd, she saw the person who stabbed her, and that person smiled at her. It was Travis. "What do you want?" she asked fearfully as she thought about he could be looking for, was he trying to kill her again? Or could he be looking for Ethan instead. "I see you have gotten quite close with Ethan." His eyes scanned through her angrily, and they narrowed. "You are even wearing his clothes, what is this, are you guys married now?" "What do you want?" she insisted on knowing that first. "Are you telling me you don't know? I know you remember everything, don't you try to act
Valentina's P.O.V Today is the day that Ethan said I was supposed to die, I have been in Ethan's house for the last three days and he had been nothing but kind and sweet to me. I didn't even notice just how lovely Ethan was until recently. I have been getting some very strange memories, this was probably the memories of the Valentina in the previous timeline, the Valentina that died. I thought Ethan was the one who assaulted me, but he was actually the one who helped me. I just understood just how much I had misunderstood Ethan's intentions. I didn't tell him about the strange memories that I am getting, I remember so much about us now, and even the first time he kissed me in his house. "Valentina are you okay?" Ethan asked me curiously, I was spacing out while we were cooking, he nudged me softly. "I didn't know you could cook." I mentioned as i washed the vegetables under the running water. "You cook so good." "I once told you I used to cook for my mother while she was still
Travis P.O.V“I never knew you were this kind of person.” My mother said and her eyes widened in horror as she threw a slap at me. I clenched the part of my cheeks that she hit. “Mom, I had told you not to go into my room, without my permission.” I was at the store today, because I noticed that my tapes were running out, so I went to get a new one. Mother claimed she was cleaning my room and she found my collections, pictures and videos. “You invaded my privacy.” “How dare you…” Father joined in, ah, I forgot to add that after looking through my stuff she also invited my father to see things too. “Who are those girls in the pictures and did you do that to them?” “Yes and what if I did?” I asked them curiously. “What are you going to do, are you going to hand over your precious son to the police?” I was daring them, my mother broke down in tears, and the tapes contained images of badly beaten women that I had sexually assaulted. I used the recordings as a blackmail I never needed t
Ethan's P.O.V I woke up with Valentina in my arms, her eyes were shut tightly, as she slept peacefully, a smile reached my face, and finally this is everything I wanted. Valentina and I like this, every day. She stirred slightly, and soon enough her eyes flew open, they blinked slightly as she stared back at me. At first two of us, just stared back at each other in silence, and then a small blush creeps on her face, and she tried to disengage from me. "Wait..." I whispered as i pulled her back to my chest, "Where are you going in such a hurry?" "Ethan..." She whispered, i loved it whenever she calls my name like this, she was very embarrassed at the moment, and I wrapped my arms around her. "We can sleep some more." I advised. "N-No..." She muttered again. "I-I need to go home, I need to go to school." "Valentina," I turned her towards me, and she hid her eyes away from my gaze, i held her chin softly and tilted her face slightly until her eyes met mine. "We can't go anywhere u
Third Person’s P.O.V (Somewhere not so near)“I am telling you this will be a success.” Guillotine said as he closed his laptop shut and he turned towards Maurice his assistant and content editor. “We should be grateful that the reviews are coming back positively tonight.” Maurice answered with a small sigh. “To be honest with you, you are such a terrible writer.” “Oh, no Maurice, don’t do this to me.” He chuckled as he reeled himself in his chair. “Writing is the only thing I know how to do.” “Your writing has been messed up lately, I was becoming concerned for you, I was about to tell the publishers you would need some rest.” Maurice added and Guillotine noticed the sarcasm in the note as well. “But since the newest chapter had been released, the readers and subscription had increased.” “Oh…” He cracked his neck tiredly, he couldn’t care less if there are people reading the book, but one thing interested him tonight. “And the characters likability?” “Um, everyone wants Ethan t