I turn to my brother. I hadn’t even noticed that he was no longer by Ava’s side. I’ve never seen him this happy, well apart from the day Noah was born and the day Iris called him papa for the first time. His smile was blinding and his eyes were shining. He looked and seemed different from the Rowan

Harper My eyes land on the picture of Liam, my late husband. It’s been two years and I still miss him like crazy. Sighing, I put the broom down and picked up the picture. I take a seat on my worn-out sofa and just stare at him, lovingly tracing his face. We’re trying to move on but it hasn’t been

“No!” I blurt the word, shocking even myself with the ferocity behind it. He stares at me with an unnamed emotion. Within seconds, his face is blank, and a certain coldness takes its place. I swallow at the dangerous current that fills the room. This was the Gabriel I was used. The Gabriel I know.

Fuck! Why me? Why now? Why today, of all days? Fate has already established that she hates me, but this is too much even for that bitch. Why the hell did she loathe me so much? To be honest, I’m afraid of looking up. Afraid of looking at both Gabriel and Lilly. I try my best to calm down my erratic

Emma. I remember the first time I saw Calvin. We were in high school, and he’d just transferred to our school on a scholarship. I was the welcoming committee chairlady, because come on, I was good at everything, and who wouldn’t want to have me show them around? Who wouldn’t want to see my face on