Chapter 10 I closed my laptop with a soft click, ending the Skype meeting I’d just wrapped up with a client about a project deadline. Work had become my sanctuary lately, a way to block out everything else. Across from me, Abby sat munching on a bag of chips, her eyes narrowing in disapproval. “You … Read more
Chapter 9 The following weeks passed in a blur. I buried myself in work at Verona Vogue, a fashion company known for its bold, cutting–edge designs. My days were filled with meetings, designs, showroom displays, and countless reports. It was easier to drown in tasks than confront the shadow of Niklaus that loomed over me. … Read more
Chapter 8 I sniffed and looked away from Abby, pretending her words didn’t sting. “It’s fine,” I murmured, grabbing another dress from the wardrobe–anything but the one Niklaus bought me. “The makeup doesn’t hide how bad you feel. You look sad,” Abby said softly, her voice carrying that familiar note of concern. “I’m all good.” … Read more
Chapter 7 Niklaus stood in the doorway, his imposing figure filling the small space, his sharp, metal–grey eyes locking onto mine. I froze, my breath hitching as irritation surged through me. “Goodness,” I snapped, unable to contain the frustration bubbling inside. “Why are you here, Niklaus?” He didn’t flinch at my tone, his gaze steady. … Read more
Chapte. 6 Rosalyn’s POV The night air wrapped around me as I stepped out of the house, my breath catching in my throat. I clenched my fists, willing myself to hold it together. The cool wind stung my cheeks, but it did little to ease the storm inside me. Niklaus‘ behavior toward Melanie replayed in … Read more
Chapter 5 Niklaus‘ POV The spacious living room, decked out in vibrant streamers and fairy lights, buzzed with laughter and chatter. It had been transformed into an open space for Cherry‘ s birthday party. Guests moved about, their voices blending with the soft tunes playing in the background, giving the place a lively, celebratory air. … Read more
Chapter 4 Rosalyn‘ s. OV The days that followed were quiet, yet my mind was anything but. I didn’t want to talk to Niklaus. I didn’t even want to hear his voice. The moment I saw his name flash across my phone screen the first time, I rejected the call without hesitation. When the calls … Read more
Chapter 3 Rosalyn’s POV Sliding the key into the lock, I hesitated for a brief moment before pushing the door open. My apartment, untouched for a year since I moved into Niklaus‘ house, greeted me with an unsettling familiarity. The furniture stood where I had left it–dusty and lifeless. The faint scent of lavender from … Read more
Chapter 2 Niklaus‘ POV I practically flew out of Melanie’s house and into my car, my mind a whirlwind of frustration and determination. I needed to see Rosalyn. I had to explain everything to her. My foot pressed harder on the gas pedal as I weaved through traffic, ignoring the blaring horns and angry glares. … Read more
Chapter 1 The air was heavy with anticipation as I stood before the altar, the weight of my wedding gown bearing down on me. I tried to smile, but my lips trembled under the strain of keeping up appearances. The soft glow of the chandeliers illuminated the grand hall, adorned with cascading flowers and … Read more