All Chapters of Vows Written In Dust : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Tatum's POVThe next morning, I woke up and went to the bathroom to freshen up. A few minutes later, the door creaked open. To my absolute surprise, Martin walked in."Martin?" I blinked, caught off guard."How are you holding up?" he asked, his tone gentle."I'm alright. But... what are you doing here?""Just came to check on you," he replied simply."No, I mean... weren't you supposed to fly out of the country last night?" I asked, completely bewildered."I couldn't just leave," Martin said, meeting my gaze. "You were hospitalized, and it seemed pretty serious." He stepped closer and handed me a small box."Oh. Thank you," I said, a wave of genuine gratitude washing over me. "Did you bring me here yesterday?""Nope, Arden did. And honestly, he looked incredibly worried."Arden? Worried?I tried to picture it, but the image refused to form. I wasn't Brianna. Why on earth would he lose his composure over me? Speaking of Brianna—that absolute psycho."Hey." Martin's voice snapped me ri

Tatum’s POV I received a text from Grandpa announcing a mandatory family dinner. Dressing in a simple yet elegant dress, I made my way to the Voss mansion. When I arrived, everyone was already seated at the dining table. The only empty seats left were for Arden and me. "Good evening, Grandpa, Auntie, and Uncle. I’m so sorry I’m late," I apologized as I took my seat. "It’s quite alright, we just got here ourselves," Dayton replied warmly. Camila and Sean nodded in agreement. I offered them a small smile, then glanced over at Amelia. She smiled back and playfully rolled her eyes. "Let’s eat," Dayton announced, and we began our meal. Shortly after, the sound of footsteps echoed through the room. It was undoubtedly Arden. This time, I didn't lift my head to look at him the way I usually did. I chose to ignore his presence entirely. "Good evening," he said quietly, moving to his seat. "Evening," Camila and Sean replied in unison. I kept my focus entirely on the food before

Tatum's POVAfter the wedding, my mind kept drifting back to the kiss, and suddenly my face flushed red. Amelia’s phone call snapped me out of my thoughts."Hey!" she said."Hi," I replied."How are you doing?" she asked."I’m good, I guess," I replied."Mmhmm... so, the wedding... the kiss," Amelia said with a sly tone. "How did it feel? Is Arden a good kisser?" she asked.I immediately felt my cheeks flush red. "Stop, Amelia!" I replied."Come on, don't be like that," she teased."I don't know, I'm not in the right state of mind right now," I replied."Sorry," she said."So," I asked, changing the subject, "did you and Damien hook up after the wedding?""What do you mean, 'hook up'?" she retorted."You know what I mean," I replied."Well, we... just said 'hi' and 'bye,'" she said."That's all?" I asked."Yeah, what more do you want? At least, unlike you and Arden..." she teased."Stop teasing me," I said."How did you feel?" she asked."I was shocked. I wasn't expecting it. I though

Tatum's POV "Tatum!" Amelia called out, knocking on the door. I walked over and opened it. "Hey," I greeted. "Hey." She stepped inside. "Aren't you bored?" "Hmm... yeah, I am." "So, there's a beach about twenty kilometers from here. Let's go have some fun!" I smiled. "Are you sure about that?" "Yeah, why not?" she replied. "Arden and Damien are coming too." "Hmm... okay." "You should wear our matching tankinis." I laughed. "Sure." After grabbing our beach bags, sunscreen, towels, and sunglasses, Amelia and I changed before heading downstairs. Damien was already waiting by the SUV. He let out a dramatic whistle. "You two look like you're about to start a fashion magazine." Amelia rolled her eyes. "Oh, shut up." Arden glanced up from his phone. His eyes landed on Amelia first before shifting to me. For a brief moment... He didn't look away. His gaze lingered on me for a few seconds, almost as if he'd forgotten where he was. The unexpected attention made me shift

Tatum’s POV Time flew by far too quickly. Before I knew it, our vacation had come to an end, and we were heading back home. As I zipped up my suitcase, I couldn't help but glance around the room one last time. This place had given me a kind of peace I hadn't felt in a long time. A part of me wished the trip could last a little longer, but reality was already calling us back. "Hey, are you packing your stuff already?" Amelia asked as she walked into the room. "Hmm, help me out," I replied with a smile. She walked over without hesitation, and together we folded the last few clothes into our suitcases. "Gosh, I haven't felt this refreshed in ages," Amelia sighed dramatically. "Lowkey, I don't want this vacation to end." I chuckled. "So you can spend more time with Damien?" "Come on!" she laughed, swatting my arm playfully. "Hey!" I laughed, rubbing the spot dramatically. While we were busy bickering, the door opened. Arden stepped inside and cleared his throat, immediately draw