All Chapters of SHATTERED VOWS: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

~ Liana ~The first thing that hit me was pain. A sharp, throbbing ache pulsed in my skull, each beat feeling heavier than the last, like drums echoing right next to my ears. My throat was dry, and every muscle in my body ached as if I had been twisted and left out in the sun to dry.I groaned, slowly forcing my eyes open. The ceiling above me was unfamiliar—plain, cream-colored, with a faint crack running along one corner. This was definitely not my room. And it wasn’t Ethan’s either.Panic surged in my chest.I sat up too fast, clutching the sheets to my body. The sudden movement made my headache worse. A wave of nausea washed over me, and I almost collapsed back onto the pillow.That’s when I noticed my skin.Bare.Completely bare.I glanced down and realized I was naked beneath the sheets. My heart raced against my ribs, and cold sweat trickled down my back.“What…?” My voice trembled as the word slipped out. “What happened…?”Fragments of memory fluttered through my mind like tor

~ Liana ~The café buzzed with its usual energy. The rich scent of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries filled the air, but honestly, I barely noticed it anymore. It had been three weeks since my world had fallen apart. The scandal that once dominated the news had faded, slipping from the headlines. Yet, the whispers and sideways glances remained. People still recognized me. Customers would exchange quiet comments, thinking I was too preoccupied to hear. I put on a calm smile and focused on my work—pouring coffee, balancing trays, wiping down tables. Each movement was intentional, careful, and controlled.The morning had been peaceful and uneventful until everything shifted in an instant.A sudden wave of nausea hit me, my stomach twisting in discomfort. For a moment, my vision blurred, and I clutched the edge of the counter. I tried to shake it off, telling myself it was just exhaustion but the feeling intensified quickly. My legs gave way before I could take another step. The las

~ Adrian ~ I didn’t even realize how hard I slammed the door until the sound bounced back at me. The sturdy oak doors of the dining room shook on their hinges, but I couldn’t care less. My father’s words still rang in my ears, each one a chain he tried to wrap around my neck. Engaged? To Isabella? Without even a word to me? My footsteps echoed on the marble floor as I strode down the long hallway. The maids I passed quickly looked away, retreating into the walls as if they were afraid of being caught up in my storm. I needed some fresh air. I pushed through the glass doors at the end of the corridor and stepped out onto the garden terrace. The night air was cooler, a welcome relief from the stuffy atmosphere inside. I pressed my palms against the stone railing, leaning forward until my breathing steadied. For years, I had followed my father’s orders without a second thought. I took the family business and pushed it higher, faster, stronger than he ever imagined. I tripled our as