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author's pov Sebastian pulled into the driveway of the Knight mansion, the roar of his car engine fading into silence as he switched off the ignition. The night was quiet, but his mind wasn’t. It had been a long, exhausting day — physically, mentally, emotionally. He stepped out of the car and shut the door with a thud. The cold night air brushed against his skin, but it didn’t help soothe his burning thoughts.

And now that bleak dot of happy memories, their marriage, their home, their friendship, their relationship as husband and a wife — not only didn't even exist but was more on the verge of burning him alive than anything he ever had to face in his life. _______ So how was the chapter? I've tried to scour deeper into his POV to understand his thoughts and his feelings on this situationship. Hopefully my writing a Male's POV isn't such a turn off as it is my first time ever that I'm writing it tbh. Anyways, Good Day. Enjoy!

So a lot will happen and I switched to different POV's While reading please take note of that and DO NOT get confused. I repeat this chapter contains many different POV's. Don't get confused. Also contains a bit of violence though not very detailed but still.....it can be very triggering to some of you. To those of you who are easily triggered, I suggest you skip Percival's POV. Lemme know what you think about this chapter. Have a Wonderful Day ahead. God bless you guys.

And any resemblance to actual persons, [living or dead], business establishments, events or local are purely coincidental and unintentional. ***** POINT OF VIEWS - POVs. This book is written in dual point of view. That said, not every chapter will alternate perspectives. The POV shifts will happen organically, when it makes the most sense for the storyline as sometimes you will stay with one character's POV for several chapters if it's where the emotional weight or action is the strongest. *****AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you so much for choosing to read my story, truly, it means the world to me. There are so many incredible books out there, and the fact that you decided to spend time with mine is

progressive-markdown_:is(p,blockquote,ul,ol,h1,h2,h3,h4,h5,h6)]:pr-8"> _*]:min-w-0 gap-3 standard-markdown"> Kai — First-Person POV I had spent most of my life being the person who watched from the edges. Watching Julia, before she knew I existed. Watching my family fracture around a grief that never had anywhere good to go. Watching Ava become someone I didn't recognize and couldn't stop becoming. Watching, always, from a careful distance that I had convinced myself was protection and had eventually understood was simply fear wearing a more acceptable name.

Third person's POV As Gaurvi came nearer, her shy smile illuminated the room, her delicate veil added an air of mystery to her enchanting presence. In that fleeting moment, amidst the soft strains of music and the fragrance of fresh flowers, Shlok realized that finally, the time had come, he was about to embark on a journey of love and companionship with the most beautiful soul he had ever known. As they stood face to face, ready to exchange garlands and seal their union, the world around them faded into insignificance, leaving only the promise of a lifetime of happiness and togetherness ahead.

Author's Pov Aurora steadily unlatched her eyes finding herself in the same position where she slept last night, she let out a shaky breath swallowing hard. She couldn't help but wince which each movement her body made, she felt like she will split into two anytime, the memories that haunt her for years still felt fresh to her, and instead of trying to get rid of them like she initially wanted to, now she held those memories close her heart, she knew she deserved the torment they granted her.

Author’s Pov Mia’s world dissolved into a swirl of chaos and darkness. Her body, though fainted and still in the hospital bed, was trapped within the depths of a vivid, horrifying memory. It played out before her eyes like a movie—too real, too painful. She was no longer the adult Mia. Instead, she felt herself small, fragile, and terrified—a four-year-old child once again.

Hello to anyone reading this story. Thank you, and I am sorry if it confused you. To be honest, I had a bit of a hard time using POV 1, so from this chapter onwards, I went with POV 3. I wanted to show all the characters and whatever they were feeling. ***** The sound of birds chirping echoed in the air. Yellow leaves fell and landed on the ground. Spring air warms chests, and the sweet smell of flowers that grow wild in the forest adds to the calm atmosphere in the middle of the forest.

 ~AUTHOR'S POV~