Jasmine's POV“I'm gonna mess that bitch up.”I was furious as I marched to Dr. Kylie's office. She was simply a witch! A freaking which! It was bad enough that she did that to me when all I did was be cheerful when I could, and most of the time drank water and minded my business, but trying to ruin my friendship with Liam, was unforgivable. The hospital’s gossip wasn't one thing to look forward to, it was better to be a fly on the wall than mingle with those sadists, but I was about to give them the show of a lifetime. If only I was smart enough, I wouldn't have listened to Dr. Kylie’s words no matter how desperate I was to know what was going on. "Hey... Hold up!” I exclaimed on seeing the wretch walk down the hallway towards me, with folders in her hands, like the Saint she made others see her to be. Sucker!“Hey. Dr. Ross.” She flashed me a grin. The loser had no slightest idea her cover was already blown. I tried to not ruin the surprise I had in store for her with my reactio

Liam's POV“Is she crying?!” I whispered beneath my breath. She noticed I was gawking at her and tried her best to not keep an eye contact. Even at that, I stole glances at her occasionally. One thing was certain, she wasn't just in a bad mood, but she might be sick or angry. “Why is she crying?” I couldn't stay out of her business and turn a blind eye to her predicament. It was hard staying put in my seat, and restricted to my side of the office when Jasmine seemed to be in a terrible state. It was about three minutes ago when she barged in and couldn't keep eye contact with me. And next, she began to sniffle occasionally. “It’s none of your business,” I told myself silently. My too-caring-to-a-fault brain needed to hear those words a thousand and one times. She had said that to my face when we fell out recently, I didn't need any reminder to stay off her toes. “Oh... Brady...” I stopped myself from picking a fight with my boss in my head. "It's not your damn business,” I repea

Asher’s POV“You came.”The box she was holding fell to the ground with a loud thud before I could intervene. I stopped mid-way, with the damage already done. The only thing left was to pack up the things that were redeemable. Her items were on the ground; sheets of paper, small leather bags, her gadgets... But what mattered most right now was the safety of this woman right in front of me. She looked horrible and pale and broken. I pulled her in a hug, a tight reassuring hug. I had tons of questions, but they had to wait, no matter how curious I was. She sniffled randomly, which made it obvious that she was fighting a sob. No, not when her prince charming was right beside her. “Let it all out, darling...” I whispered to her eating, like I was practicing hypnosis on her. And like she needed my approval, she started by laughing wryly, until reality hit her so hard that she broke down helplessly in my bosom, crying like a baby. She was my baby after all. For long minutes, we only re

Dr. Kylie’s POVI had to admit, this was the most embarrassing moment of my life. The thing about being guilty was that people didn't need to whisper as you walked past, you just hear voices... voices made up in your head. And they also didn't need to look at you with hate in their eyes, but you see your hateful image in their eyes, they became a mirror that showed your ugly reflection. “I hate you, Dr. Ross! I freaking hate you too, Brady! I hate y'all...”The knock on the door jolted me back to reality. I looked upward, to find the door open without my permission. Standing by the door frame, was Dr. Liam. As I did since the fight, I always tried to read off people's emotions and guess what they thought of me, but the man standing in front of me was blank. Bland effect. He strolled in at a snail's pace and stared at me with so much disgust, that I was scared he would jump on me and finish what Dr. Ross started. I was sure everyone knew by now... Oh no! “I heard what Dr. Ross did

Liam's POV“Argh!” I sighed as I struggled with the bags of groceries and toiletries from the passenger side of the car. They were not so heavy, but I was already exhausted. Knowing how particular Rylee was on her personal items, I walked around the mall almost three times just to be sure I got the exact thing she wrote on the list. Ladies! Finally having a fine grasp of all of them, I started for the door. I managed to bring out my bunch of keys from my pocket and insert the right one in the lock. I bet Rylee was still exhausted, I wouldn't want to bother her. The door gave way and I got in. Oddly, the living room was a bit warm despite the air conditioner. I closed the door with my leg and advanced in. The scent that greeted me was so fresh and strong and irresistible. “Heavenly,” I whispered as I greedily inhaled the scent of freshly baked chocolate cookies. In haste, I dropped the bag of toiletries on the center table and took the bag of groceries into the kitchen. I was fam