登入The striking, facial structure. Sydney is an absolute, undeniable replica of the woman in the vintage photograph—Tobias’s mother. The almost psychotic protectiveness Tobias has shown toward Sydney from the very first moment he met her. The massive financial safety nets he threw under her, the fact
Before I can even open my mouth to apologize for breaking into his house, Tobias speaks. His voice is incredibly quiet, completely devoid of its usual sharp authority, yet it carries a heavy, haunting weight that pins me right to the carpet. "For years..." he murmurs, his finger continuing its slow
I stand frozen on the gravel path, the engine of Sydney’s departing car roaring in my ears. I watch the taillights of her vehicle bounce over the cemetery threshold, disappearing completely from sight, and with every inch of distance she puts between us, my heart shatters into a million jagged, irre
My throat locks up. I’ve seen Owen angry, I’ve seen him arrogant, and I’ve seen him lethal in a courtroom. But I have never seen him cry like this. "I am so sorry for leaving you in that jail cell, Sydney," he whispers again, his voice cracking completely now as he stares down at my lips. "I know n
The second Owen’s fingers touch the chrome handle of his sleek black sedan, I violently twist out of his reach. I yank myself away from his side, clutching the lapels of his oversized designer suit jacket against my chest like a shield. He freezes, his hand dropping from the door as he whips his he
My stomach completely drops. The press. The paparazzi who were banned from the main service have already spotted the commotion from the outer gates. Long, heavy camera lenses are already poking through the iron bars, the rapid, machine-gun clicking of shutters filling the air as they capture every
I grip the steering wheel of my car, my knuckles white but my heart lighter than it’s been in years. The drive to the studio this morning feels like a victory lap. For three years, I abandoned my career. Three years, I opted to live behind the scenes. But in a painfully amazing twist of fate, I've
Out of habit, I lean in. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, expecting the usual floral scent of roses or lilies. Instead, a wave of nostalgia hits me. My heart stutters. My eyes fly open, and suddenly, I’m not standing in a mint-green manor. I’m back in that hospital room, feeling the bandage
The iron gates of Owen's estate swing open, revealing a driveway that can comfortably sit my apartment complex. As the Rolls Royce glides over the smooth gravel, I press my forehead against the cool glass of the window, taking it all in. It isn’t as sprawling or as ostentatious as the Newton mano
"There. Now you look like where you belong. Beneath me." "You bastard!" "Why hasn't that divorce filing been withdrawn yet?" he ignores my insult, gripping my hair even tighter until tears prick the corners of my eyes. "I sued you. I froze your cards. I made sure your little acting friends know yo







