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Ariana’s POV I stood at the window at sunrise, barefoot, a warm mug in hand. The sky was streaked with muted lavender and gold — soft, like it hadn’t yet decided what kind of day it wanted to be. For the first time in a long time, neither anxiety nor rage woke me. Just stillness. The kind that comes after fire. When there’s nothing left to burn, only space to build. The bag of old dresses was already gone. Luca had dropped it off at the shelter before I even woke up.

“ Madam Ariana , I have come to see you . “ said a girly voice as the door opened . When she turned their head , Amra remained shocked when she saw that it was Mona . “ Mona ? “ said Amra shocked . “ Mona , welcome dear ! I was waiting for you . With all the worries that these children have caused me , you are the only one that can bring me some peace and tranquility in my life . “ said madam Ariana with a smile .

He was there, at the window, looking at me. I wanted to climb to that window and kiss him, but I couldn't. We stand there looking at each other, with time standing still around us, until he closes the window, breaking the spell. With a sigh, I went to my room and lay down. - Moon Goddess, help me win the heart of my human mate. Just then, I had an idea. Peter POV

Ariana had got to her house and had freshened up, wearing a pair of her favorite blue pajamas. She sat down on her sofa facing the large window in her house. This was a very normal routine for her because she had nothing else to do, than drink her exotic red wine and look at the busy streets of LA.

Our tinted-windowed car pulled up in front of the entrance to a large hotel. The number of security guards was insane with every guest being checked and Identified before they were allowed through the doors. But they let Andrea straight through after taking one look at him. I followed after him but one of the bouncers stepped in front of me. "She's with me," Andrea said taking my hand. The man immediately stepped aside, "Please forgive me, Señorita."

****** Third Person POV The glass doors dividing the balcony from the Luna's chambers softly creaks open like a creep in the middle of the silent night. Leaxandra was a heavy sleeper and not to mention she stayed up late, she couldn't be stirred awake easily now and he knows that too. "God, I got too riled up and ended up coming here instead." The man in the shadow laughs as soon as he reaches her bedside. "But can you blame my patience, Scarlett?" Leaning down, he closely examines her beautiful face morphed into relaxation. Like an angel destined to pull him down all through seven layers of hell.

Aria’s POV The city glitters beneath my penthouse windows, but it’s the kind of glitter that feels cold, sharp—like broken glass pretending to be diamonds. I swirl the last of my wine and catch my reflection in the black pane. Thirty-eight. Widow. CEO of Moretti Interiors. A woman who has everything except the one thing she actually wants.

She tried to ease her a bit. "Even if they don’t prove anything, what will it change? You are still Ryan and Rhea's mother, Aaron's wife, my and Adrian's sister-in-law and loving daughter-in-law of our parents. There's no doubt in that." Ariana said. Athaliah wasn’t very happy with that explanation. She needed someone to show faith in her which could boost her confidence and she realised Ariana wasn't the person. She is still the same immature girl she knew two and half years ago. But her opinion about Ariana changed the next instant.

Just maybe. She turned and met Maya's gaze who stood at the door watching her the entire time, Ariana was lost in her reverie that she didn't notice when Maya walked in. "Maybe I should hear him out" Ariana said as she tried to force back the tears that threaten to fall down from her eyes Maya nodded with a smile on her face and responded"Yes. Now go get your man"

MARIA'S POV. It was a bright morning, the sun shining at its peak, casting a beautiful glow through the hospital glass, my hips swinging left and right as I walked through the hospital halls. The male doctors and some patients' mouths fell open as I passed them, they whispered among themselves. “Isn't that Maria Maria?” They asked each other. Yes, I am Maria Maria, I changed my last name, there was no need to carry on my last name after they chased me out of the company.