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Melissa’s POVHow long Grandpa and I stayed at the grave, I don’t know. Time seems to be fluid here, and we just sit there in silence thinking about Allie.“I never had a got of time with her,” Grandpa whispers. “When she was growing up, I had to go to the Netherlands and get my treatment. I remember her at the airport before I left, though. She was holding a tiny paper flower and she handed it to me, saying that she learned it from class and the flower gave her strength when she’s scared. She said I needed it more than her.”I remember that. Allie was obsessed with origami when she first learned it at school. Since then, she pestered me to get her books every time we went to the mall. I gave in and got her books to learn, and she ended up being so good that her teacher asked her to guide the class.That little rose was her prized possession.“I still have it,” Grandpa says. “It’s in my suitcase, and I can’t bear the thought of it being gone. When I go home, I’m going to find it and h

Melissa’s POVI stay by Grandpa’s side for hours. I don’t really know how much time has passed. All I know is that it’s enough, because outside, the sun starts to set.My mind is still filled with bad thoughts about everything that happened.It seems that luck isn’t on my side, and from the looks of it, maybe it won’t be on my side for a long time. I thought things would start to get better when I got the job and the recognition that came with it. I thought I would finally get the divorce out of the way and start anew.But here I am, deeper into the issue than ever, taking care of Grandpa because of the woman that started it all.And I still have no idea if Eleanor’s going to pay for what she did or not.What if I just let go of Andrew from the very beginning and let him spend his life with Eleanor without putting up a fight? Would all of this still happen? Would Allie be alive?Or would Eleanor still go out of her way to ruin my life?“I’m sorry, Grandpa,” I whisper, taking a deep br

Third Person POVWhile all of that unfolds, Eleanor watches.Nadia has done her part of the deal and made sure that Eleanor has a spot in the house that’s fully hers—the guest wing.Now Lottie has a wide, good place to play in and make noise as much as she wants. Eleanor will have all her wine delivered by the maids. Their food is no problem. Their clothes are no problem. They can get out and go to places as long as they use the back entrance of the guest wing.Everything is all set, all thanks to Nadia and her scheming brain.Eleanor is about to go to bed. It’s late, and Lottie is already asleep in the other room. She figured that Andrew won’t be showing up anytime soon, so she put all her face creams on and prepared for a pampered sleep.Only to hear the argument outside the garden.She immediately got out of bed and listened, thinking that it’s Melissa and Nadia arguing. She was surprised to find out that it was Andrew and Melissa.And the worst part was, Andrew was begging Melissa

Melissa’s POVThe world suddenly freezes. The room becomes black, nothing but a bubble. Enclosing Andrew and I in emotions that I didn’t know I still had.“We can try for another child,” Andrew continues, his voice getting louder with every word. “You don’t need to go everywhere with that idiot Zane. You do know he’s just trying to steal you away from me, right? He doesn’t really like you.”I look into Andrew’s eyes and I immediately know that he’s not speaking from the heart.As usual, he’s speaking from the only place he knows how to speak from.His pride.His life is falling apart and he knows it. I know him like the back of my hand and I know that the last thing he wants is for everyone to know that. Especially someone like Zane, who has pretty much everything that he has. From his grandfather’s favor to his riches.And now Andrew is afraid that Zane would have me. That’s why he’s doing this.Suddenly I feel repulsed. For a second there I was willing to entertain the fact that he

Third Person POVEleanor buzzes with energy as she starts to drive to the bar.She smells good and looks even better. She decided to wear a short leather dress with some crotchless stockings to prepare for the night. Not only that, she’s also in high heels and red lipstick, her hair messy and sexy, just the way Hunter likes it.The place is packed when she arrives, and she has some hard time trying to look for him. But at last, she sees him sitting in the corner of the bar, already checking her out.Hunter didn’t age a day. He’s just as handsome as ever, his dimples deepening as he grins at her and curls his fingers to beckon her closer.“Come here, naughty girl,” he says, his dark eyes twinkling in the dark.He blows cigarette smoke into the air and flattens his cigarette into the ash tray. She excitedly sits next to her and he just wraps an arm around her casually. His hand lands right on top of her left breast, but she doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, she finds that this action cause