Chapter 4

I never expected to see Vivian at my workplace. Yet there she was, leaning against my car in the underground parking garage, her red stilettos and designer dress making her look like an exotic bird among the concrete pillars and fluorescent lights. My steps faltered as our eyes met, but

Chapter 5

I stood in Lucas's study, clutching the folder of evidence in my trembling hands. Medical bills for my father's treatments—treatments I'd thought were charity cases—all paid by Lucas months before we ever officially met. Photographs of me going about my daily life, taken long before our

Chapter 6

The cool night air hit my face as I stepped out of the hospital. Mrs. King was finally stable, and the doctors had assured me she would recover fully with proper rest. I pulled my cardigan tighter around my shoulders, exhausted from the emotional rollercoaster of the past few days. The