Didn't See That Coming Novels & Stories

Nothing but that raw, trembling threat. I wanted to believe it wasn’t Kade. I needed to believe it wasn’t him. But the fact was, I didn’t know him. Not really. He had seen me when no one else did, but that didn’t mean he saw me in a good way. What if I had misread it all? What if I was just another target, another joke waiting to unravel? And Carter… his laugh earlier that day hadn’t left my head. Too loud. Too knowing. Too cruel.

If he wants a problem… he can come say it. Until then— it is what it is. But I didn’t look away immediately either. Just enough to let him know— I saw him.

Damian’s voice cut through my thoughts. “What is it?” I looked up at him. Really looked this time. At his face. At his expression. At the man standing in front of me. And for the first time I wasn’t just seeing him as part of the problem. I was seeing him as part of something bigger. Something neither of us fully understood. “We’re missing something,” I said quietly. His eyes narrowed. “What?” “I don’t know yet.” “That’s not helpful.” “No,” I said. “But it’s true.”

“No.” I look at him again. At both of them. “It’s not coming for the bridge.” A pause. Then— “It’s coming for what I just became.”

"I've missed this... us." She looked up at me, her eyes shimmering in the soft light of the room. "I've been here, Wyatt. Waiting for you to see me, really see me." Lying there in the afterglow, a sudden thought struck me like a cold splash of water: I hadn't used protection. My breathing hitched, becoming heavier as the realization set in. It was an oversight that, under any other circumstances, would have sent me spiraling into panic.

"Moreover he was unconscious all night. He has done with me. That's all!" Glancing at the beautiful city from the top floor of the Moonstar hotel she still wasn't pleased with the delightful view. She looked at it with the eyes full of hatred and gritting her teeth she spoke, "She came by car so she'd go back in it. But alas! She's not gonna go back. She has to die. And she will die." ...

and with that he walked out taking my last bit of hope with him. Wait, no he didn't. There was something I had missed, something so obvious that I feel like a fool for not picking up on it earlier. Sophie returned, asked about the conversation and I filled her in. “Next month?" She screamed, “you should have called me in when he said that!" I shook my head, “That's exactly why I didn't call you in…” She squeezed my arm " Don't worry, we'll figure something out…” " I already have,” I said with half certainty, "the trust fund-”

[Look, this disgusting man posted a video!] [He still has the nerve to upload a video? I’ll tear him apart!] The moment my video appeared, the live chat erupted. Some people did not even bother watching it before launching into abuse. But many people still clicked and watched my video. The moment they finished watching, the chat fell into stunned silence. No one had expected me to actually have evidence, especially my brother Henry. His chest heaved with rage, and his eyes filled with hatred.

Her eyes went up and down my body, I followed her gaze and realized that she had never seen me in something so provocative, hence the wide eyes. "Hi..." She cleared her throat, "Hi, wow, I almost didn't recognize you." "What are you doing here?" "Came to see you. I don't know if you don't remember but I also have no other friends, just you." I shook my head, "No, it's just that Scott and I are leaving. If you had texted before coming, we would have rescheduled." "Oh, I'll come with—" "You can't..." She frowned, "Why?"

Through the blood, I saw Aiden rushing toward me, his face etched with panic. But I didn't care. I lost it. I screamed at the top of my lungs, "I saw it! I saw everything in that damn folder! You two are disgusting! It's absolutely revolting!" … For the past three months, every time I thought about what happened next, it always felt like a dream. It was a nightmare—a horrific, twisted nightmare. The shock, the head injury, the screaming—I must have worked myself up too much because I blacked out.