All Chapters of Fated To My Best Friend's Father : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Stephanie's pov. If someone had told me I would leave the moon gala crying, I would have laughed in their face. Ryan told me to wear blue tonight. He wanted everyone to see how beautiful his girlfriend looked. The moon gala looked special, light reflecting against the pool. Music filled the air, and for once, everything in my life felt perfect. My eyes roamed around and I smiled like an idiot. Final year students danced to the rhythm of the music. They laughed, clinked glasses, celebrating like the world belonged to them. I pushed through the crowd, searching for Ryan amidst the celebration. I stopped on my tracks when my eyes caught a gathering in the center of the poolside. Students whispered and I walked towards them, wanting to know what the extra mini celebration was. Maybe a surprise?Someone moved aside and that was when I saw him. Ryan. His hand rested on a lady's waist while hers grabbed his collar. Their lips moved against each other slowly and shamelessly, like the

Stephanie's pov. Caroline didn't wake up. Not before she was rushed onto the stretcher. Not before the ambulance disappeared into the night like it was never here. Rough hands grabbed me, holding me tight. The school security officers. “Move” he growled. I refused to take a step. My face turned to the back and my eyes roamed about, my head processing everything again. The broken glasses…… the blood….. the screams….. and the way Ryan had looked at me when he found Caroline. My head snapped when heels clicked against the ground and I looked up to see the dean approach. My stomach twisted. My blood ran cold. “You're in trouble.” My wolf groaned. Yes, I know. One of the security guards looked at the dean and asked; “Should we send her to the cops?” The dean didn't look away from me for a second. She stayed silent for some seconds before she spoke. “No. My office” Then she turned to the crowd. “The gala is over. Everyone go home” None of them moved immediately but stared at

Stephanie's pov. Late that evening, I stepped out of Ellen's room for the first time since I arrived. I had nothing to do and just needed a distraction. I stepped onto the stair rails and my eyes roamed around the sitting room until they landed on Killian. His back faced me, one hand scrolling lazily through his phone. His broad shoulders tensed under the dimmed light, the line of the muscles across his back sharp and defined. His dark hair curled at the nape of his neck and my stomach twisted when I realized how hard I was staring. I trailed him down to his waistline where his jeans hanged low on his waist. I swallowed hard and immediately hated myself for noticing all those details. I didn't want him to catch me staring but too late. He turned before me, eyes landing on me before I could move. Heat rushed to my cheeks and my breath hitched. He held my gaze and suddenly all I could hear was my heartbeat. We stared at each other in silence and I counted the seconds, counting how