LOGINBENThe bathroom was filled with steam by the time Ria turned off the shower.Even with the thick waterproof bandage wrapped tightly around my forehead, she insisted on helping me wash up. She stood under the warm spray with me, her hands carefully washing my shoulders, her fingers lingering in my hair as she avoided the stitches."I've missed you, Ben," she whispered, resting her forehead against my chest, her wet hair clinging to her back. "I've missed this so much."I didn't say anything. I just stood there under the water, letting her handle me.Looking at her, a wave of memories hit me. We’d dated for about two months back in New York. The first month had been incredible—Ria was the first girl I had ever genuinely fallen for, the only girl I’d really loved. But by the second month, the facade began to crack. She was constantly chasing status, obsessed with fame, money, and the perks of being attached to my family's name. That was why I broke up with her. But as much as I tr
VALERIEThe dining room looked brighter than it had in weeks. My mom had spent the entire afternoon orchestrating a massive welcome-home dinner, complete with fairy lights across the sideboard, a spread of Ben's favourite comfort foods, and small welcome gifts stacked at his seat.Everyone was gathered around the long mahogany table—Nathan, Maya, Elena, and Ria - who was still staying at the house.When the front doors finally clicked open, the conversation died instantly. My parents walked in, flanking Ben. His face was still pale, and a thick, stark white bandage was wrapped securely around his forehead, but he was standing on his own two feet."Welcome home, sweetie!" my mom cried out, her eyes shining with unshed tears as she rushed forward to kiss his cheek.My heart swelled, and I took a step toward him, my arms already opening—until Ria practically sprinted past me, throwing her arms around his neck in a desperate, tearful hug."Oh my God, Ben!" Ria sobbed into his should
VALERIEBen had been in the hospital for almost a week now. He was finally coming home this weekend, which was a massive relief considering how completely insufferable he was getting from lying in a bed all day. My Parents had practically set up camp in his room, hovering over him nonstop—I was pretty sure he was entirely sick of everyone and just wanted to sleep in his own bed.With the security camera nightmare temporarily handled and Ben recovering, the heavy air in the house was finally settling. But I had a much bigger problem right in front of me.I had a lot of reconciliation to do.I needed to fix things with Maya, and I desperately needed to fix things with Elena. Maya felt betrayed because I’d kept the truth from her—and she was my best friend. As for Elena... well, I had technically killed her twin sister. So I guess the awkwardness was more than justified.To break the ice, I set up a small, cozy indoor picnic right in the middle of the living room floor—a plush throw
ELENAThe kitchen counter was littered with plastic containers, cutting boards, and fresh fruit. The storm had finally cleared, leaving behind a crisp, heavy quiet that felt strange after the chaos of the last forty-eight hours.I was aggressively slicing apples, the rhythmic thud of the blade against the wooden board the only sound keeping my mind from spiraling back to the blood on the asphalt."Hey, sweetie."I jumped slightly, the knife slipping off the apple core. My mom was standing in the doorway, wearing her soft silk robe, holding a steaming mug of tea. She looked at me with those soft, worried eyes that usually made me want to scream, but today, I was just too tired."Hey, Mom," I murmured, wiping my hands on a kitchen towel. "Sorry... I barely noticed you standing there.""I can tell," she said softly, stepping into the warm light of the kitchen. She set her mug on the island and leaned against the granite, watching me pack sliced mangoes and grapes into a tupperware
NATHANThe hospital lobby was stifling. Between the smell of antiseptic and the sound of Mr. Thorne barking orders at some poor administrative staff member, I felt like I was suffocating. I needed to move. I needed to get Val out of here before she cracked under the weight of her own panic."We should go back to the estate," I said, catching Val’s eye. "Get Ben some clothes, maybe bring back some actual food. The cafeteria slop isn't going to help him recover."Valerie looked at me, her eyes shimmering with relief. "Yeah. Yeah, that’s a good idea."As she turned to check in with her mother, I stepped back toward the vending machines, looking for a moment of quiet. I didn't get it. Maya sidled up to me, her face pale, eyes blazing with a mixture of fear and pure, unadulterated jealousy."You're really going with her?" she hissed, her voice barely a breath. "Just like that?"I looked at her, my expression carefully blank. "She’s my girlfriend, Maya. I’m doing my job.""You're act
VALERIEThe automatic double doors of the emergency lobby slid open with a sharp, pneumatic hiss.My heart plunged straight into my stomach.My parents strode down the hallway, flanked by two private security guards. My dad was already barking orders into his phone, his tailored suit coat unbuttoned, his jaw set in that terrifying, unyielding line he wore whenever he was handling a corporate crisis. My mom hurried beside him, clutching her designer handbag, her face a pale mask of sheer panic."Valerie!" my mom gasped, rushing forward the second her eyes landed on me. She threw her arms around me, pulling me into a tight, suffocating embrace. "Oh my God, sweetie! Are you okay? Where is Ben? How is he?!""Mom... I'm fine," I choked out, my voice muffled against her coat as my body stiffened. "He's... he's in the ICU. He just came out of surgery."My mom pulled back slightly, her hands trembling as she smoothed my damp hair away from my face, her eyes frantically searching mine fo







