Se connecterTATUM'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
AMELIA'S POVI watched as Tatum's plane disappeared into the distance.A sharp pain settled in my chest.I hadn't expected Arden to hurt her this badly.He hadn't directly caused everything that happened, but he had indulged Brianna for far too long. He had allowed her to remain close enough to destroy everything Tatum cared about.Liam.Her baby.Her marriage.Everything.“What are you thinking about?”Grandpa's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.“Nothing,” I replied.I sighed and looked back toward the runway.Grandpa turned to Mike.“Inform the aviation department. I don't want any trace of Tatum's departure left behind.”Mike nodded immediately.“Yes, sir.”I looked at Grandpa.He really cared about Tatum.It had been a long time since I'd seen him care this much about someone.I wondered what had made him so protective of her.“I'll be going back,” I announced.He simply nodded.I turned and walked away.---The drive back to my apartment felt longer than usual.My mind kept re
TATUM'S POVBeep.Beep.Beep.The steady sound of the machine beside me slowly pulled me out of the darkness.My eyelids felt impossibly heavy as I forced them open.The first thing I saw was Amelia.She was sitting beside my bed, her eyes swollen and her expression sullen.The moment she noticed I was awake, she leaned forward.“You're awake.”I blinked several times, trying to remember where I was.Then everything came rushing back.“Liam!”I suddenly sat up.“Where's Liam?”My heart began pounding.I tried to get out of the bed, but Amelia immediately grabbed my arm.“Tatum, wait—”“Where is Liam?”Something flashed through my mind.The staircase.Brianna.Arden.The fall.My hand immediately moved to my stomach.My heart stopped.There was nothing.No movement.No response.Nothing.“My child…”My voice trembled.I touched my stomach again, as if doing so could somehow change what I was feeling.Tears blurred my vision.“Amelia…”She looked away.Her lips trembled.I already knew.
BRIANNA'S POV Ever since I heard the news about Tatum's pregnancy, I hadn't been able to shake the uneasiness inside me. Was I really going to lose Arden? Never. I wouldn't let that happen. “Bri, what's wrong with you? You've been distracted ever since we came back from the hospital.” Mom's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. “I'm fine, Mom,” I replied quickly. I needed to think of something. Anything. Different thoughts raced through my mind as I stared blankly ahead. Then, suddenly, an idea popped into my head. A slow smile spread across my face. “Tomorrow is a good day,” I muttered. Mom frowned. “What's good about tomorrow?” “Nothing.” I quickly walked toward my room before she could ask any more questions. Once I closed the door behind me, my smile disappeared. Tomorrow, everything would change. --- TATUM'S POV My mind had been a complete mess since I returned from the hospital. Amelia couldn't bear the thought of leaving me alone, so she followed me back to Arde
ARDEN’S POVMy eyes narrowed slightly before I answered the call.“Arden.”Brianna's voice rang through the phone.“How are you doing?” I asked.“I’m good. You?”“Fine.”There was a brief silence.“Why are you sounding so cold?” she asked. I could hear a hint of sadness in her voice. “Are you still pissed at me?”“No, I’m not.”“Really?”“Hmm.”Another silence followed.Then she said the words that should have affected me the way they always had.“I love you, Arden.”I stared ahead.Nothing.No warmth.No rush of emotion.Just… nothing.I didn't understand it.“Brianna, I need to go. Something needs my attention.”“Sure. Later. Bye.”“Bye.”I hung up.For some unknown reason, I hadn't wanted to talk to her.I'd never felt this way before.And honestly, it wasn't looking good.My thoughts immediately returned to Tatum.I frowned.Why was I thinking about her again?I had been away for weeks, yet somehow, the distance hadn't made her disappear from my mind.If anything, it had made thin
ARDEN’S POV I woke up the next morning to find Tatum sleeping peacefully in my arms. She had a striking face with remarkably elegant features. As I lay there, my gaze lingered on her longer than it should have. There was something strangely calming about seeing her like this—so peaceful, without the usual sharp words or guarded expression she wore whenever she was awake. My phone began to ring, pulling me from my thoughts. I answered immediately. “Hello, Mr. Voss.” “Hmm?” “Your attention is required in Laurke.” “Understood.” I hung up and glanced at Tatum again. For some reason, the thought of leaving her behind bothered me more than it should have. I frowned at myself before getting out of bed. I freshened up, dressed quickly, and left for the airport. Part of me wished I could stay longer, but an urgent matter demanded my immediate attention. As I settled into the car, my thoughts returned to the gala. The strange taste of the drink. The sudden heat that had spread t
ARDEN’S POV I ignored her screaming the entire drive until I finally pulled over in front of a restaurant. She was fierce. Loud. Annoying. Definitely not my type. I had actually felt relieved when she said she wasn’t interested in the marriage either. That should have made things easier.
TATUM’S POV Could this day get any worse? First, the ridiculous engagement announcement — the one that was taken down almost immediately. Definitely Arden’s doing. He would never allow his girlfriend to lose face over an arranged marriage, so he had the news pulled before it could go viral. F
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







