Filip “Are you done daydreaming about Ruby?” Ace scowled, looking unimpressed. I was sitting across from Ace with a smile forming at the corners of my face. Ruby didn't know how to think or breathe when she saw me. It was exciting to hear such words considering that with me she hardly spoke about her feelings with me. I might have a weird way of showing I care, but I loved that girl. “Are you seriously still doubting Diya? After hearing all that?” I asked. "Yes." I rubbed my chin, leaning back in my seat. I shook my head at him. I will not let his bad mood spoil mine. Ruby didn’t exactly say it, but she loved me. I smiled again. Ruby was in love with me.

Diya I made my way around the house in the meantime. Letting Filip and Ruby talk. I really hoped they resolved their issues. I hope Filip does right by her. I had a hunch. They were going to end up together. Filip is genuine if he is not killing or doing whatever.  Jesus. It was still wrong what they were doing and there was no way I would justify that. I would not let my husband’s business invade my thoughts. It was his business. I wanted no part in it. “Can we talk?” Ace suddenly was in front of me and pulled me to walk with him. "What are you doing? Stop. I don't want to speak to you. Le me go." "We have to talk." he replied. “Do you have to pull me?” I yanked my hand away. "Have some dec

Diya “What are you talking about?” I frowned, looking at Ace as he pointed a finger at me. “Ace,” Filip sighed, rubbing his hand on his temple. “You know exactly what I am talking about, Diya,” Ace accused, looking at me. “Are you trying to say that I did this?” I looked at him in horror and shock at his accusation. “That’s exactly what I’m trying to say,” he confirmed it as he looked at me, his face cold. “Wow. I can't deal with this?” I threw my hand up in the air. “You know what? I have had it with you. I am done, Ace, DONE,” I said, walking out. “Where the hell are you going?” he asked me. “As far aw

Matt I just knew something had happened when I tried to call Diya earlier and her phone kept ringing with no response. When she had eventually answered, I could tell something was off. I was trying to be calm and understanding, but I needed to know what was going on. I wasn’t sure what was happening and not knowing was driving me insane more. I heard footsteps and quickly placed my phone down. “Hey,” Elisa said, chirpier than normal. “Someone sounds happy,” I said, looking at her. "I know it's not me who is responsible for that cheery mood, but I like it."  “Why wouldn’t I be happy? Our plans are going well. I am happy, everyone is happy,“ She shrugged, taking a seat across from me on the desk. “You are happier than usual today.” I smile

Diya When the police came and took me, I was tired. I knew I was innocent. Screaming or shouting was going to stop them from taking me. I would waste energy trying to get my husband to rescue me. He had shown me he wanted me to suffer. I had prayed that I would be proven innocent and my prayer was answered. I got help from the person I didn’t expect, but I took the help. “Do you need anything?” my mom asked as we got into her house. “No, thanks,” I shook my head, looking around. The apartment was clean and tiny. Everything seemed in place and the picture I had in my head was not the same. When Ace was telling me about her drug use, I thought she would have the worst living condition. I had misjudged her too quickly. “Sit,” she said, fixing the couch, looking nervous. "Unless you want to stand. That's fine too." “Oh,” I pursed my lips as I went and sat down. I had nothing to say and part of it was guilt for chasing her away. I reacted harshly to her and it was something I needed t