AmeliaRaven was the absolute worst! I've never really hated anyone in my life, but I could say for sure that I hated her at that moment. Did she think it was a joke pushing me into the pool? I was scared of swimming. I couldn't swim and I actually thought I would die in that pool. My life literally flashed before my eyes!I was so grateful for Ralphael. I was struggling to pull myself up for air — and failing woefully — when I felt a pair of strong arms grab me and pull me up."Relax, you're safe." Hearing his voice, I was so relieved. As he carried me bridal style while still in the water, I circled my arms around his neck, holding him tight.I only let go once we were out of the pool and he wrapped a towel around me. That was when I saw Raven's victorious smirk. God! I wanted to slap her so hard, she'd get a headache for weeks!But instead, I did what any responsible adult would do. I chose to walk away. Ralphael asked me if I wanted to go into his friend's house and change out of

RowanI didn't sleep in my bed that night. After I called Amelia and told her to come in by morning, I went downstairs to my study. I sat in my chair and read through my script for a bit. When I felt sleepy, I returned to my room, but seeing Raven there still made my bed less appealing.I left for a guest room and spent the night there, glad that I got quality beds for all the rooms in my house, else I would have woken up in pains that morning.By morning, when I got down to the kitchen, Raven was already there, having breakfast."There you are." She said once she saw me. "I asked your maids if you went out already and none of them had an idea. Did you stay up reading your script again?"That was the perfect excuse."Yeah, I didn't really feel like sleeping."I sat on the stool facing her and the cook served me my breakfast."Does Blondie work on weekends?" She asked."Not really. But I already called her to come here this morning.""Perfect. I'm going to pick on her again, I'll take

AmeliaI was feeling way better by the time I woke up; the cold was gone and only tiny beads of sweat remained... plus I wasn't aching anymore. Well, except for the spot on my arm where the wound was.I sat up on the bed, a little surprised to see William sitting on an armchair close to the door, scrolling through his phone. He noticed me when I sat up, looking away from his phone."You're awake." He said, getting off the armchair and coming over to meet me on the bed.Hold up! Did he sit there the entire time I slept? To watch me and make sure I didn't fall on another dangerous thing?The back of his palm felt my forehead."You're no longer burning up." He announced. "Are you in pain? Are you cold?"I shook my head."No. I think the fever is gone.""Hm, I think so too. But you might still have to be careful so it doesn't return.""I know. It's my fault though, after that bully pushed me into the pool, I should have changed out of my wet clothes as soon as I got home, but I foolishly

RowanDad's text was kind of cryptic since he didn't mention why he needed me to come home, if we were going somewhere or if it was just for dinner.But I still took the liberty of dressing sharp, opting for a more laid-back formal look. I wore a well-fitted dark blazer that screams sophistication, but not too stiff, you know? Underneath, I kept it simple with a crisp white shirt, untucked for that effortlessly cool vibe. Then, instead of dress pants, I went for these tailored chinos, still classy but not overdone. And on my feet, some sleek leather boots that add a touch of ruggedness to the ensemble. With that, I was ready to head home.It was weird. When I got there, I immediately noticed that a party was underway. Why didn't he mention the party in his text? It's not like I wasn't confident in what I was wearing, but it just seemed odd he would invite me for a party, usually that was mom's job. And if he didn't invite me to the party, how did he expect us to talk with so many peo