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KAYLA’S POVThe silence that descended after my declaration was very loud. Mum and Mitch stood frozen, their wide eyes on me as if I had said the most absurd thing in the world.“Mum?" My voice trembled and that seemed to jolt her out of that state.“Did I hear you wrong? Have I gotten so old that I'm starting to hear things?” She shook her head. “Mum, you are not hearing things. Desmond is really the father of my child." I wringed my hands.“Keep your mouth shut and stop repeating that bullshit," she yelled, not caring about the weird looks we got. “Do you think this is some kind of joke? The Whitmires are our biggest enemy. I haven't even accepted this child you sprung up on me yet what? It belongs to a Whitmire?”“Let's find somewhere private to talk." Mitch held mum back. “People are watching us.”"Does this place have a private room?” Mum asked."They don't but I can get one. The owner is my friend,” Desmond said.Ten minutes later, we were in a small but comfortable lounge room

TRIGGER WARNING: BRIEF MENTION OF SEXUAL HARASSMENT LESLIE'S POV My hand pressed against the wall and my lips spread in a sneer. I was tired of her bullshit, she was like a pest I couldn't get rid of no matter how I tried. “You must have lost your mind," I snorted, my eyes almost rolling to the back of my head from the ache in my belly. “Perhaps I have." She walked closer to me. “And it will continue to be so until I get rid of you. You have stood in my way for long enough, even your husband has refused to let my own husband get what he wants. I will get rid of you for him and myself.” "That's touching,” I chuckled. "You must be the one that told me about my mother then. I wonder what Yvonne would do if she found out her own daughter leaked her secret.” "She would understand, after all she raised me to be this ambitious. She raised me to never bow my hand in front of anyone, especially a mistress’s daughter," she shrugged. “My mother was never a mistress," I sneered and stood u

SELENE’S POVMy heels kicked the floor as I waited for Julian to pick me up. I glanced at my wrist watch and exhaled, thirty minutes had gone by. I had been waiting out here for thirty minutes in the biting cold, even my coat couldn't shield me anymore. But we planned this together. He wouldn't stand me up.I gripped the end of my skirt, my rings digging into my palm. I even put on a skirt for the first time in a while for him. So I stubbornly stood there, my eyes permanently on my watch. 8:10.8:20, 8:30, 8:40, 8:50.9:00.A sad smile stretched on my lips. A leopard never changes its spot, does it?I nodded and walked back into the house, the dark house mocking me. I kicked off my heels and dropped on the sofa without turning on the lights. I stayed that way for a while, my thoughts on a standstill as I reveled in the darkness. I shouldn't have put my hopes on him.At the end of the day, it was all my fault for expecting too much.I pushed away from the sofa just as I heard the ke

LILIANA’S POVI sat on the ground with my leg crossed, my head raised to the heavens. I couldn't believe that I've never been to the company's rooftop in all my years of working here. The sky looked close enough to touch from here.I closed my eyes as the wind blew my hair in my face, it was so peaceful. Unlike the crossfire I was facing online. Like a bad habit, I grabbed my phone and checked my name on the trending list again.I had read so much of the hate comments that it now felt like I was reading a novel in which I was the main character. I had yelled, cried and cursed enough.Now, I was just numb.‘I’ve always known there was something weird about her. Cheating on your husband is one thing but recording for social media, that's another level of bravery. She never loved that man.’A mocking smile spread on my lips. They were not wrong at all.‘This is quite shameful for both the Baxter and Webster family. How is she supposed to show her face in public going forward?’‘If I was

LESLIE’S POVI sat up slowly, my body feeling like it was run over by a truck. I touched my forehead, noticing a damp towel on it and pulled it away. I jumped when I finally noticed mum beside my bed, she was asleep.I shook her gently. “Mum? Why are you sitting on the floor?" Her eyes fluttered open and her face contorted with worry. “Why are you up already? You had a fever last night and you were crying and talking in your sleep." She leaned up to touch my forehead. “Thank goodness, it is not as hot anymore. What have you been up to lately? You didn't sleep at home for two days and when you came back, you had a fever." I smiled at her nagging and held her hand. “I'm fine now. Sorry to have made you worried." “You don't have to keep it all bottled in, Leslie,” she said and I froze.It was the first time she had called me by my name. I was always ‘child’ or ‘you’, not Leslie.I gripped her hands tightly. “Do you…do you remember me? You…you called my name.”"Did I forget you before?