LOGINThird person's POV…“What? London?" Tracy asked. “Why are we going to London?" Adrian leaned by the counter and gave her a bored look. “Yeah. Why are you going to London?" Mercy asked, standing up and moving towards the counter. “Aren't you the lady I met sometime at Investico?" Adrian furrowed his brows in thought. “Yes. You remember me. Wow," Mercy gushed. “That's amazing. Yes," she stretched out her hand. “I'm Mercy. Tracy's best buddy," Adrian gaze dropped to her outstretched hand, waiting for a shake. He smiled and shook hands with her. "Our flight is in the next one hour. We have to go,” he said, looking at Tracy. "You haven't told me what we're going there to do,” Tracy insisted. Adrian gave her a knowing look. "Can't couples go on vacation together anymore without having to be asked a series of questions?”"Oh,” Tracy caught what he meant. He was trying to catch lovey dovey in front of Mercy. "Sure. I'll just make her coffee and then we can go,” she said with a smile.
Third person's POV…Tracy and Mercy later met at her parents' coffee shop that afternoon. “It all started that night Adrian called our office and said he wasn't interested in investing with us anymore because you were not there,” Mercy said. Tracy frowned. "Adrian called the office?”"Yeah. That very night. Late at night, he called the office and said he wasn't going to invest with us anymore and he also told Mrs Grey that you wouldn't come back”"I didn't know about that,”"Yeah he did. It broke Mrs Grey and I could tell that she nearly regretted her decision, but she moved on. Because he cancelled our partnership as a result of your absence, Mrs Grey said we keep it a secret that you were not with us anymore. Then somehow… I don't know how, it got leaked that you didn't work at Investico anymore and guess what happened,”"The company lost more investors,” Tracy answered. “Exactly. We lost almost all the investors we had. They all canceled out. Even our latest partnership yesterda
Third person's POV…The trio sat around the center table that night, playing chess. Adrian was sitting next to Tracy. “Victor, you're cheating," Tracy said. “Of course not. I can't do that. It'll be a bad image for me In front of my legend," Victor said and gestured to Adrian. Adrian just chuckled but said nothing. They stayed there, playing games, watched movies, quarreled and did Bible study. After hours, Tracy yawned and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands. “I'm tired and sleepy. It's time to call it a night. I don't know about you guys, but I'm going to bed," Tracy said and stood up.“Me too," Adrian stood up as well. “I'm tired. We all need to go to sleep. It's been a rough and fun night. Besides it's very late already" Victor nodded and stood up. "See you guys tomorrow,” he waved and left the living room. Tracy started walking away, but Adrian quickly held her hand. "Where will I sleep?”She looked at him, then at the couch. "Here of course. You'll sleep on the
Third person's POV…Victor stood by the door, his eyes wide in surprise. “Were you both busy as in busy?" He asked again. Tracy quickly pushed Adrian away from herself and stood up. “Hey brother, you're back," Tracy cleared her throat awkwardly. “You didn't tell me you were coming back today," "I told mom and dad I will be coming back today. Glad I didn't inform you, if not I wouldn't have caught this scene,”"No. Nothing was happening. We were just umm… I fell you see," He raised a brow and looked at her skeptically, then nodded slowly. “Right" “Anyways, I got you this flower," he said and handed the flowers in his hands over to her. “I passed by a bouquet store and thought to buy you one,”“Aww. You're so sweet," Tracy said. “Thank you," then she turned to Adrian. “You see… he's the best," Adrian looked away and folded his arms over his chest. “I can see that. But mind you bro…" he faced her brother. “I'm the only one allowed to get her flowers," "And who are you man?” Victor
Third person's POV…“Why are you back so late honey?" Tracy's mom asked as Tracy entered the house."And…” her mom stared at the large box she was carrying. "Why are you carrying this big box,”Tracy sighed as she held the luggage closer to her chest. "I've been fired,” she blurted out. Her mom froze and blinked. “What did you say?" Her father asked. Tracy dropped the box on the floor and stood straight to face her parents. "I've been suspended from work for two months without pay,” she explained. "Why is that?” Her father asked again. Her mom was too surprised and shocked to speak. "Someone stole my weeks old research and offered it to my boss and I tried proving it was mine but my boss didn't believe me and to punish me, she suspends me without pay,” "That wicked boss of yours. She was the woman we saw in traffic some time ago right?" He asked and she nodded. “I said it. From the way she acted that day, I knew she wasn't a very nice person," “So wait…” her mom raised her ha
Third person's POV…Two days later…“What do you mean by that?" Mrs Grey thundered, glaring hard at Tracy. “I gave you both two days," she indicated with her fingers. “Two long days to prove that this is yours. But here you are telling me that Miss Linda stole your proof. What does that mean?" “It may not make much sense ma'am. But I'm sure of it," Tracy tried defending. “She must have gone ahead to… to… to get my proof. I had this research history on my computer, but everything was wiped. My drafts I left in my drawer, they're all gone and these are things I wanted to use as proof and now… she presents them to you,”"I'm sorry Miss Tracy, but what you're saying… is meaningless. You can't claim she stole your work and stole your proof at the same time. That's cock and bull story,” Mrs Grey paused and looked at Linda, then at Tracy.Linda was sitting confidently on the next seat as she and Tracy were facing Mrs Grey."I trusted you Tracy. I thought so highly of you. I had to elevate y
Alina's POV…The rest of the day passed in a quiet haze. I was still in Darren's room, even though I didn't feel like staying anymore. I wanted to leave and go to my room. The bracelet still clutched in my palm like it was the only thing keeping me upright. Every time I looked at it, my chest tight
Darren rested his head on my shoulder, the weight of him surprisingly comforting. The quiet between us was not awkward, it was warm, like the hush that came after a storm, heavy with unspoken words but no longer filled with fear.The steady rhythm of his breathing brushed against my skin, and my fi
Third person's POV… The cold brass of the doorknob bit into Darren’s palm, but he couldn’t move. He stood frozen by the slightly ajar door, every breath caught in his chest as the words from within wrapped around him like a noose. Inside, Vito’s voice was still low, gravelly, and unaware of the
Alina’s POV… Pregnant. The word echoed in my mind like a whisper refusing to fade. I sat still on the edge of the bed, one hand resting over my belly, my heart racing wildly. How? I mean, I knew how, but...how, in the midst of all this chaos, had something so sacred, so delicate, found space to gr







