جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 100

~ SEBASTIAN'S POV ~I know I have to prove my innocence to Daisy at all costs.The thought of it burns inside my brain. It feels like a pounding weight that does not give me a single second of peace. I mean how am I supposed to let her hate me? I can't. I cannot let her look at me with those cold, hateful eyes anymore. I cannot let her believe I choose Vanessa over her. If I have to burn this entire city to the ground to show her the truth, I will do it.Still, I have not also stopped the investigation.I tap my fingers hard against the steering wheel and though it hurts a little I don't care. I'm just thinking about the whole thing.Daisy hates me because of Damien manipulation and this same Damien has been involved in every one of my meetings with Daisy, even with the children back at the hospital.I am still searching for the truth about them, especially Mason. The boy looks exactly like me when I was a child. The same sharp jaw, the same dark eyes and Maddie… She looks so much li

~ SEBASTIAN'S POV ~Daisy walks into the VIP room of the high end restaurant.I watch her as the door swings shut behind her, cutting off the soft jazz music from the main dining area. This is the exact place I told her to meet me when I called her a few hours ago. I watch her from my seat at the far end of the room, my heart happening against my chest.She looks beautiful, but it is a cold, distant kind of beauty that makes my chest ache. She is wearing a sleek, form-fitting black dress that hits just below her knees, and a dark coat slung over her shoulders. She pulls her hair back, exposing the sharp, pale line of her jaw and there are faint shadows under her eyes… and I can tell that it is a clear sign of the sleepless nights she has been facing probably because of the scandal but everything is all settled now and she can now take a break. My mind instantly spins backward, remembering how those same eyes used to crinkle with warmth whenever she looked at me. I removed the soft

~ DAISY'S POV ~I recount back to when Mason had reacted to the drugs.I had nostalgic recollections of the past as the memory hit me like a sudden, freezing wave of panic. I remember the high, piercing beep of the heart monitor in his room.I remember the way his tiny body had convulsed under the white hospital blankets, his lips turning to a terrifying shade of blue while I rushed to get Damien to come to his aid and help him out.He told me then it was just a standard allergic reaction, probably a sudden spike in his weak system.But I was suspicious.A mother knows when something is wrong. Mason has never reacted that way before. The medications have always helped him, calmed him, made him feel a little better, so what happened then?That was when I noticed the medicine vial on the tray. It looked different. I saw it through the light that shone on it that day. My gut was screaming at me that someone was tampering with my boy's fragile life, but I had no proof. I had to wait and

~ DAISY'S POV ~My eyes cloud with tears as I gaze at Sebastian.A little of my makeup seems to fade at my lower lashes, blurring the magnificent sight of the grand dining hall, the glowing amber chandeliers and the massive walk of white roses spelling out my name.I gasp as my breath catches in my throat. I stand completely frozen in the center of the vast dining floor not knowing what to do or say. I just stand there as a few stray flower petals slide down my bare shoulders, pooling around my feet like drops of colorful rain.My heart is beating faster now and I can hear it in my ears. I even wonder if Sebastian can hear it too because it sounds so loud in my ears, and it's all because of the shock I'm feeling that leaves me utterly defenseless.I look at him… I really look at him… as the rich, resonant chords of the grand piano continue to swell throughout the empty hall, wrapping around me like a blanket of romantic warmth.I mean he remembers my birthday.Realizing that alone se

~ DAISY'S POV ~My worried eyes are still on my father's face. I am so scared for him because the monitor is still beeping loudly and sharply.I mean, his lips move, but no sound comes out. I want to ask him what is wrong. I want to tell him to stay calm but before I can speak, his eyes close slowly and his head falls to the side against the white pillow.He passes out immediately and goes completely quiet and still.“Father!” I cry out, reaching out immediately for his cold hands.But then, a loud noise breaks the silence as Vanessa’s piercing scream for help fills the air. It is a very loud sound that cuts through the silent room. It makes my ears hurt.She screams again and again, sounding like she is in total terror.I turn around fast to see her. She is standing right by the door, her hand over her mouth and her eyes wide. She looks like she is watching a horror movie but to me, she is making a very big scene.But I do not look at her fake tears. I think about the moment before m