Semua Bab Beneath His Cold Vows: Bab 201 - Bab 210

Edward's POV Saturday. I stood in the wine cellar with a glass in my hand I didn’t remember pouring. The light was low. Cool air, stone walls, rows of bottles I’d spent a decade acquiring. Each one chosen with care. Each one worth more now than when I bought it. The kind of investment that pays

Edward's POV Twelve forty. The elevator opened into the penthouse. I stepped out and the first thing I registered was Lucy. She stood near the dining table with Vivienne, both mid-conversation. The sight of her triggered something immediate—regret, sudden and sour. I stayed where I was. Keys i

Alicia's POV Twelve fifty. The cab slowed at a red light three blocks from the address. I glanced at my phone, though nothing had changed. The text sat there exactly as it had all morning, plain, unambiguous. Lunch. 1 o’clock. 140 Franklin St. Buzzer 4B. “Almost there,” the driver said, catchin

Edward's POV I was already standing. Didn't remember deciding to. My chair had scraped back, my hands were flat on the table, and I was staring at her as if she'd materialized out of nothing. She looked different. Not the careful elegance she used to wear for my mother’s approval. This was confi

Alicia's POV The marble was cool under my palms. I'd been gripping the edge of the sink longer than necessary, staring at the woman in the mirror as though she belonged to someone else. She looked composed. Self-possessed. Nothing like the girl who used to fold herself smaller to survive Edward’s