LOGINTATUM'S POVAfter signing the contract, I felt like a different person.For the first time in what felt like forever, I felt alive again.It wasn't as though all my problems had suddenly disappeared. They hadn't. The memories were still there, the pain was still there, and so was the part of me that still missed everything I'd lost.But somehow, for the first time, I felt like I was finally taking a step forward instead of constantly looking behind me.The drive back home was surprisingly fun. Xavier kept me entertained with his endless conversations, just like he always did. Somehow, he had a way of making even the most ordinary moments feel less lonely.As soon as I got home, I went straight to my room and called Amelia.It rang a few times before she finally answered."Hello?" Her groggy voice came through the phone."Hey, are you asleep?" I asked."Check the time."I glanced at the clock beside my bed.Midnight.In LA."Shit. I'm sorry. I didn't check the time.""It's fine." She y
TATUM'S POV I dressed up and went downstairs for breakfast, Xavier was already sat patiently waiting for me to get downstairs "Good morning" He said "Good morning" I smiled and sat down The maid served breakfast.We began to eatI cleared my throat "Xavier" I called out He met my gaze"Yeah?""You know... You've been asking me if I wanted to model" "Yeah" He concentrated."I'd love to try it out" I dropped the bombshell "Finally" He broke into a smile "One thing" I said"What's that?" He asked "I... Don't want my face on the screen, you know what's going on, I don't know how you'll be able to do that""Don't worry, leave that to me, the most important thing is you've finally agreed"I smiled He made some calls, soon he was done "When you're done, we'll go to one of my friends""Ohh okay"I don't know why I trusted him this much.Maybe because he helped me a lot during the time I needed help the most.After breakfast, Xavier was already waiting by the car. Shouldn't I be th
DAMIEN'S POVAfter getting Amelia angry because of Arden, my mind wouldn't rest.I kept sending her messages and tried calling several times, but she didn't answer or reply to any of them.Should I have just stayed out of it?The question kept bothering me.I had been this close to finally getting somewhere with Amelia, and helping Arden had somehow dragged me right back to the beginning.Honestly, I was pissed.But it was Arden.He hardly ever asked anyone for help, and when he did, it meant he was genuinely desperate.So I couldn't exactly ignore him.Still, I wasn't going to let Amelia stay angry with me.I decided to go back to her apartment.On my way there, I stopped to get her a bouquet of flowers and her favorite pastry.If this didn't work, I was officially out of ideas.When I arrived, I pressed the doorbell.“Coming,” she called from inside.A few seconds later, the door opened.The moment she saw me, her eyebrows furrowed.“Why are you here?”“I’m sorry, princess.” I held
BRIANNA'S POVEver since Arden left me at the hospital, he hadn't checked on me even once.Not a call.Not a text.Nothing.That Tatum bitch must have thought she'd already won.The thought alone made my blood boil.I had tried asking the hospital about her condition, but they refused to tell me anything. That crazy old man must have scared them into silence.I couldn't stand not knowing.So I called Arden.“Hello,” I said sweetly the moment he answered, forcing every trace of irritation out of my voice.“How are you?” he asked.“I'm not fine. You haven't reached out to me for a while now.”There was a brief silence.“I'm sorry. I've been busy lately.”“With Tatum?”He hesitated.Only for a second.But I noticed.“No.”I tightened my grip around my phone.“Okay. When will you be free? Let's have dinner.”“I don't know yet.”I let out a small, disappointed sigh.“You've been cold to me for a long time now. I thought you needed time, but it doesn't seem like it.” I paused, letting my vo
ARDEN'S POVIt had been a while since I saw Tatum.Ever since the day at the hospital when she and Brianna had that fight, everything had become a blur.I still remembered that moment.The moment I saw them falling.A part of me wanted to reach for Tatum.I wanted to save her.But my guilt toward Brianna held me back.I had already hurt her once.So I chose her.And now...I regretted it.I regretted it more than I could explain.Because the truth was, I had spent so much time trying to make things right with Brianna that I never noticed how much I was hurting Tatum.I thought she would always be there.I thought no matter what happened, Tatum would understand.But I was wrong.Immediately after taking Brianna to the hospital room, I received a call from Steve telling me I needed to return to Australia.There was no time.No chance to properly talk to Tatum.No chance to explain.After handling the situation at Laurke, I returned to LA.But something felt different.The moment I stepp
TATUM'S POV Throughout the flight from LA to Paris, my mind was filled with thoughts of Liam. His beautiful smile. The way he used to pout whenever he didn't get his way. How he was always trying to make everyone around him happy, even when he wasn't feeling well himself. Liam had always been sickly, but he never tried to make his illness a burden on me. He always tried to be strong. And now he was gone. I really missed my brother. Tears rolled silently down my cheeks. I quickly wiped them away, but Xavier seemed to notice. "Tatum." His voice was soft. I looked at him. "I know no matter what I say, you have a mind of your own. You're going to think about whatever you want to think about." He paused. "But don't think too much. It'll only hurt you more." His expression softened. "I'm sure Liam would want you to be happy." I looked away. "Thank you." I forced a small smile. Hours later, the plane finally landed in Paris. As we stepped out, I noticed a chauffeur wai
ARDEN’S POV I pulled into the driveway of the mansion and handed my keys to the butler before heading inside. The Old Man had requested my presence today. God only knew what scheme he was cooking up this time. As I stepped into the foyer, I nearly collided with his personal assistant. “Wh
Anderson Entertainment Tatum’s POV “What do we have to talk about now?” I muttered, already dreading whatever mess this was. I had just hung up on my father. I needed a break—my head was spinning, and I couldn’t focus on the screen anymore. I stood and headed to the breakroom for warm wate
Tatum’s POV I arrived at the hospital still reeling from shock,or perhaps it was pure, unadulterated rage. Liam had already been rushed into the ER. I had texted Amelia on the way, and I was slumped in a chair right outside the operating theater, The sound of my racing heart was all I could hea
NIGHT The drive to Arden’s mansion felt endless. Liam was asleep on my lap in the back seat, his tiny fingers curled into my dress as if he was afraid even in his dreams. The driver’s eyes stayed fixed on the road, silent, careful — as though even breathing too loudly might shatter whatever fra







