Sophia’s POVBefore returning to the United States, I had prepared myself for another encounter with Elijah, but I hadn't expected it to happen so soon. As I walked out of the restroom, my mind was racing. I had thought about this moment for so long, rehearsing what I would say and how I would act, but now that it was actually happening, all of that preparation seemed to have vanished from my mind. I’m just glad I’m not panicking. I remembered how I had prepared for this before coming over here. I had arranged for Reese's nanny and the nanny's sister to come and help look after my daughter. Now, I was grateful for that foresight, as it gave me some peace of mind knowing that Reese was in good hands and I could continue to pretend that she wasn't my own child while Elijah was around. “It’s going to be okay,” Daniel assured me, reaching over the table to gently rub my hand.“I want to get out of here now, but it might seem too obvious,” I told him nervously. “Relax, Sophia. Everyth
Serena’s POVElijah’s in love with Sophia. It was a realization that had hit me years ago, but was now rushing back like a terrifying flood as Sophia stood in front of me — live in the flesh. Right here in the Sinclair Realty Group building. He loves her, I thought bitterly, a lump forming in my throat while anger rose within me like a huge flame of fire. I could see it in his eyes, and hear it in his voice, long before he even acknowledged it himself. I thought he'd give up on her once he was back in the States, especially after Sophia terminated her pregnancy. But no… He chose to dive headfirst into work, burying himself in projects and meetings, because he’s affected by what happened. Because he didn’t want to get emotionally involved.As the days turned into weeks, I noticed a change in Elijah. He became more distant, more formal. Our interactions became purely professional, and I found myself missing the easy banter we used to share. He trusted me with the design department, le
Sophia’s POVElijah! With Julia?! These were the words that immediately formed in my head upon seeing them together outside the elevator. So I guess they talked more in the restaurant and came here together!I was still fuming from my heated exchange with Serena, but now, my anger had turned toward my ex-husband. What a real jerk! I’m so lucky to have gotten rid of him when I could. Elijah and Julia stepped in to join us within the small confines of the elevator. I felt trapped, making it harder for me to breathe. “Hi again, Sophia,” Julia greeted me warmly. She probably still had no idea that Elijah was my ex-husband. “Hey, Julia,” I greeted back, trying to sound normal. The elevator continued its ascent, and I could feel Elijah's gaze on me. I fixed my eyes on the digital screen that showed the floor number, waiting for us to reach the 8th where Urban Next was located. When the elevator stopped and the doors opened, I quickly stepped out, feeling relieved. Julia followed behind
Sophia’s POVI tried to control my feelings and remain cool and professional, especially since Elijah’s company was technically our client. “I’ll talk to you later, Sophia,” Craig murmured before hastily leaving the room. He nodded in acknowledgment to Elijah, who simply ignored him and invited himself in. He closed the door behind him and faced me squarely. “We need to talk, Sophia.”“You’ve been saying that for the longest time, Elijah,” I said, rolling my eyes. “It’s getting old, and I have a lot of work to do.”I sat behind my desk and began sifting through the documents and design plates on top of it, completely ignoring Elijah. “I came across this little girl today, about the age of three,” he began, making my heart skip a beat. I certainly knew who he was talking about, but I tried not to let him see that. I continued what I was doing without bothering to look up. He went on, “She looked so much like you, Sophia. And she was in that restaurant where I happened to see you to
Sophia’s POVThe next two weeks were a whirlwind of creativity and productivity. I threw myself into refining my design, working day and night to bring my vision to life. The last time I devoted myself to a project like this was back in school, and I relished every moment of it.It’s tough, but quite thrilling. As I immersed myself in my work, I felt a renewed sense of passion and purpose. I realized that being a designer wasn't just a job for me—it was a calling. The thrill of bringing my ideas to life, of creating something truly unique and impactful, was exhilarating. I was in my element, and I loved every minute of it.The days blurred into nights as I poured myself into perfecting my design. I often found myself staying late in the office, most of the time the only company being Craig, my architect partner. He shared my dedication to the project, which I truly appreciated. He would linger, offering insights and ideas that helped me refine my work.One evening, as we worked side
Sophia’s POVI was about to answer Craig's question over the phone when Reese came over and tapped the end button. I looked at her in surprise, wondering why she had interrupted me. Her face was red, and she looked quite angry, even though her eyes were sleepy.“Now, sleep! No phone!” Reese declared, her voice firm despite her tiredness. I couldn't help but smile at her determination. I pinched her nose affectionately, thinking that I would just explain to Craig tomorrow.“Alright, alright, no phone,” I chuckled, lifting Reese up and placing her gently on her bed. She snuggled into my pillow, already half asleep. I grabbed a storybook that was lying on my bedside table and began reading it to her. Eventually her eyes closed and she was sound asleep. “I love you, Reese,” I whispered, giving her a kiss on the cheek and lying down next to her to sleep. Soon the big day came for Julia and I to present our refined proposal to the entire team. As I stepped into the meeting room, my heart
Sophia’s POVThe meeting ended, and despite my best efforts, I couldn't hide my disappointment. I managed to keep a smile on my face, but inside, I felt crushed. I ignored the sight of Julia basking in their victory, focusing only on the need to retreat to my small office and be alone.Elijah’s eyes shifted to me, and it seemed like his gaze meant to tell me something. I hurried away quickly, not caring to find out. As I entered my office, I hoped to find solace in solitude, but my wish was not granted. Serena followed me in, ignoring my request to leave. She locked the door behind her and sat down on the couch, looking at me expectantly.“What do you want, Serena?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.“Well, do you know why Elijah chose Julia’s design over yours?” she asked straightaway, her eyebrows furrowing. She seemed greatly bothered by this, and I silently wondered why she wasn’t celebrating with them instead. “I’m not interested to know why,” was all I answered as I turn
Sophia’s POVKnowing that Sophia was working in the same building where I was, every single day, drove me crazy. I often found myself glancing around in the lobby, in the elevator, in the hallways… always searching for her, hoping to catch a glimpse. Today, Trevis and I had a meeting. Finally, I had good reason to go to Urban Next Design Studio. At first, I didn’t see Sophia anywhere. Then after the meeting, my heart went crazy when I saw that her office door was ajar. Taking a quick peek inside, my heart dropped. There she was, closely sitting together and poring over some designs, even whispering to each other. Sometimes she would giggle, oblivious to my presence.That architect even had the nerve to put his arm around her and rub her back!It was all I could do not to pull him away from her and punch him in the nose. I shook my head as I tried to control the anger that threatened to consume me. “What’s happening to me?” I asked myself as I went back to the top floor and closed th