Mag-log inSavannah’s POV
By the time we got back to the Montgomery estate, the driver was waiting, but we were told to hold off and prepare to leave the next morning instead, since the media was still hot with news about us.
I didn’t care. I just wanted to be fine.
That night, after the whole drama had cool
Julian’s POVIt was time for the party.I was dressed like the son of a billionaire, my suit hugging me like a second skin, hair combed back, looking perfect for the night. Beneath it all, my chest was tight with frustration.I looked over at Savannah, who was sitting as far away from me as the seats of the car would allow. She looked breathtaking in a dark emerald dress that highlighted her blonde hair, but her jaw was set into a hard line which I knew too well. She hadn’t spoken to me since the party became mandatory, and I feared her silence more than her harsh words. Dragging her into an even deeper mess was enough to make me hate myself.I knew she hated me already and all I could do was try to make amends because we were stuck for months on end.
Savannah’s POVHis exhale from last night was still echoing in my ears when we arrived, except now there was an entire farmhouse between us instead of just a hallway. Fortunately, the relocated farmhouse was massive, more than enough space for a very strict boundary line. Since the estate was still being set up, the upper floor had three fully furnished guest bedrooms alongside the master suite.Seeing this, I didn't hesitate for even a single second. The moment I finished unpacking the kitchen crates, I marched back upstairs, grabbed my remaining bags from the master threshold, and moved entirely into the furthest guest room down the corridor which was far away from the master suite, which I knew Julian would be occupying. Julian watched me from the hallway with his face pale and his jaw tightly set, but he didn't try to argue knowing I would always have my way and he knew be
Savannah’s POVThe drive to our new home was silent, my door-slam still ringing in my ears from the night before. I refused to let my parents see how broken I was, so I kept my face blank as I got into the waiting car.I scrolled through my phone to check the damage from the leaked photos. Most of the posts had been quietly taken down, no doubt by our parents, but a few cruel comments still lingered, insulting me for something I hadn’t even done. Heaving a sigh, I put my phone away, ignored Julian, and stared out the window.I kept my face pressed against the glass of the passenger window, watching the familiar barns pass by, trying to keep my mind off things.When the car finally pulled to a halt at the property, I took a shaky breath and then, stepped out of the car. The new pro
Savannah’s POV"We do not need an extra house. We can handle the press from here!" I said, stepping closer to the table, my voice cracking as panic threatened to swallow me whole. I looked at my mother, desperately reaching my hands out. "Mom, please. Tell them this is too much. Julian and I will do more interviews, we will go to more galas, we will do whatever the lawyers want under this roof! Just don't force us out there alone."My mother hesitated, her lips parting, but before she could say a word, my dad leaned forward and slammed his hand on the table."Enough, Savannah!" he snapped, annoyed that I dared refuse. "The decision is finalized. The county board is reviewing the environmental zoning bids at the end of the week and if you two are not residing in that house by tomorrow morning, that's when the real trouble will start
Savannah’s POVBy the time we got back to the Montgomery estate, the driver was waiting, but we were told to hold off and prepare to leave the next morning instead, since the media was still hot with news about us.I didn’t care. I just wanted to be fine.That night, after the whole drama had cooled down, neither Julian nor I said a word to each other as we were all lost in our various thoughts. The little friendship we had managed to build crumbled as reality came crashing back on us.I kept my back turned to him on the far edge of the mattress, while he remained on his own side. I wanted to talk to him or even to let him know I wasn’t so mad at him but then, the thoughts of all those rude comments about me made me shut my mouth becaus
Savannah’s POV“I don’t think you would want to see this, leave me alone!” Julian snapped as he tried to move away.I stared at him, hardly believing that the same guy who’d been so bent on making things work between us, was now pushing me away, when something was clearly wrong. If it was a personal letter, I wouldn’t even bat an eyelash but this? I needed to know!“Excuse me?” I said, my voice dropping into a dangerous tone, my temper flaring to life. “Do not use that tone with me, Julian. You don’t get to yell at me on important matters like this. Let me see that phone.”“Savannah, please,” he muttered in a slightly trembling voice like he was trying to get hold of his bearings. “Just give me a second to think and like I said, you don’t need to see this. It’s just a bunch of trash media try
Savannah’s POV“Move!” I yelled, having little time to react as I quickly dived out of their way. I had barely taken a breath of relief when I turned to see Julian, who was still frozen on the spot and he stood directly in their path.He was completely still with a frightened expression on his face
Savannah's povI had always imagined my wedding to be like a fairytale wedding, filled with love and happiness.The wedding I had was the complete opposite. There were no joyful tears, no happy toasts, and certainly no romance. All through the brief wedding, I tried not to snap at a super cold Julia
Savannah's povI smoothed down the skirt of my black dress for the hundredth time while keeping my posture perfectly rigid. I felt entirely out of my element in a gown and I would choose my pants and t-shirt over this any day, but for the sake of my parents, I had to attend this gala.We were in the
Julian’s POVI adjusted my collar and stepped into the commercial real estate office, heading straight for the broker's desk. I didn't care about the extra fees or the location costs because I really needed the space. I was a Montgomery by blood, but I wanted to make a name for myself. My startup wa







