INICIAR SESIÓNNATHAN'S POV
Everything was happening too fast, and I'm surprised I’m not experiencing whiplash.
One minute, I was at a restaurant, enjoying a joyful evening with Rosie. The next, I was furious over her actions toward my girl. As soon as I stepped into our house, I was met with pointed looks from my parents.
"Rosie just ran to her room without even acknowledging us. What did you do, son?" My father’s authoritative voice cut through the tension
Blag. Blag. Blag.I woke up to loud knocks on my door.“Better wake up and get down here for breakfast with that guy of yours before I knock this door out, Rosie!” Nathan shouted, banging on the door as if there was no tomorrow.Right… Everything that happened yesterday rushed back to me. I remember crying my eyes out and holding onto Danny, not wanting him to leave my side. And now, he was still here beside me in my bed, sleeping.“I’ll be down,” I replied weakly.I was tired. Tired of trying so hard.I’d go through the marriage like we planned, but I was done playing the angel. Nathan didn’t like me. He’d made that very clear. If he couldn’t accept me, then I wouldn’t force myself on him.From the start, I hated the idea of falling in love. I was afraid of it. But I fell for him anyway, and he loved someone else. It was time to stop being a
NATHAN'S POVEverything was happening too fast, and I'm surprised I’m not experiencing whiplash.One minute, I was at a restaurant, enjoying a joyful evening with Rosie. The next, I was furious over her actions toward my girl. As soon as I stepped into our house, I was met with pointed looks from my parents."Rosie just ran to her room without even acknowledging us. What did you do, son?" My father’s authoritative voice cut through the tension, and I couldn’t help but feel a sting.Why was it automatically my fault? Hadn’t he considered that it might have been Rosie's fault?"I have nothing to..." I didn’t get to finish my sentence when the front door slammed open, revealing an anxious-looking Daniel. He had a crease on his forehead, and his breathing was heavy as he rushed straight toward Rosie's room."What’s happening, son?" my mom asked, her voice tight with concern as she watched Dani
NATHAN'S POVI jolted awake, my chest heavy with unease. For days now, I had been hearing soft cries, moans, and even agonising screams in the middle of the night. At first, I thought I was imagining it, but it kept happening.The eerie sounds echoed through the house, vanishing the moment I woke up. It felt as if a ghost had taken residence in our home.Sitting on my bed, I ran a hand through my hair, trying to steady my nerves. I listened closely, waiting to hear the sounds again. After a minute of silence, I sighed and decided to go downstairs for some water.It had also been days since she became cold—so cold I could compare her to ice. Rosie. She barely spoke to me, and when she did, it was only to answer my questions in the shortest way possible.Since that day, the incident remained a mystery to our family, but we let it go, just as Athan wished.But Rosie's treatment toward me had changed. Was it so wrong for me to ask her to apologise to my girlfriend for mistreating her? It
"You are such a liar!""You are such a liar!""You are such a liar!"Those words he left me echoed in my mind repeatedly, drowning me in my most feared place. Before I knew it, I was frozen still, and my subconsciousness brought me back to the past where my most feared nightmare lies."Child, you need to tell me the truth! Your father pushed and killed your mother, didn't he?" the scary-looking police officer shouted at me for the hundredth time.I was in the police station after the horrible situation I had witnessed. The police came to our door and found my mother dead in a pool of her own blood while my father stood at the top of the staircase with fifteen-year-old me curled up in the corner of the room.The officer was terrifying. He was six feet tall, with a bulky frame, greasy hair, and glaring eyes. He stood in front of me, both hands pressed on the table between us while I sat there, tense. He would occasionally slam his hands on the tab
"I... what? It's not like that, Olivia. We were never a couple—this was all arranged. Didn't Nathan tell you?" I stuttered as I spoke, trying to reason with her.The last thing I wanted was to cause a scene. Nathan would surely be furious, and I didn't want to ruin the progress we'd made earlier. For once, we were talking without cold glares or harsh tones, and I preferred it that way. But if I said anything against Olivia, knowing full well how much he loved her, it wouldn't end well for me."You are lying bitch!" she screamed, her palm connecting sharply with my cheek.The sting radiated across my skin, but before I could react, she turned toward Nathan, who was making his way back. Relief washed over me at his return—until Olivia’s next move shocked me.With a malicious glint in her eyes and a smirk that sent chills down my spine, she grabbed the glass of water in front of me. Before Nathan could reach us, she flung the water over her
NATHAN'S POVI know what I did was wrong—cruel, even. Especially when I know that she realised her mistake in agreeing to this engagement, and she’s trying to make up for it by being nice. But every time I saw her, I couldn’t help but feel angry.Today, Olivia came with me to school. She attended a different school—one owned by her family—so she occasionally tags along. When we enter the cafeteria, my eyes instinctively search for Rosie. She looked beautiful, and the way she interacted with Daniel and Athan made it obvious how much she loved them. They love her just as much in return.But when I saw Daniel hug her and kiss her cheek, an irrational annoyance crept up inside me. Athan did the same, but he was brief while Daniel’s lingered.Why do I even care? Why am I acting like a jealous boyfriend?I brought my girl here; I have no right to feel this way. I should be focusing on Olivia, not Rosie.“So, babe, i







