LESLIE’S POV“We need to talk.”She says ‘talk’ but she stands like she is battle ready. Her eyes have that same look of utter disdain and disregard for me that I have already gotten used to. It’s alarming that she left the campsite to find me here and for a second, a flicker of worry coils deep ins
I still remember the sharp pain I felt in my chest when she suddenly made that announcement in the hospital ward. Those words had widened the gaping hole from seeing my grandmother lifeless in a morgue. It was the moment my entire world came crashing down and yet—“And yet you ask me what you have d
LESLIE’S POVPASTTHREE YEARS AGO–A WEEK AFTER THE PARTY.My boss is having a meeting outside the office today and I am with him. Usually, the job of going out with him to meetings lies with Peter but he has casually said it several times that I am more efficient than Peter during meetings like tha
There, I returned to work but I could barely focus. I’ve been holding up so well but it all just seems too much for me to handle today. The landline on my table rings and I immediately answer. “Come to my office.” he says through the phone. I immediately leap off my seat, smoothening my clothes bef
KIAN’S POV“We’re going home.” I announce as soon as I step out of my tent the next morning. Grandfather is awake already, sitting outside his own tent and by the looks of it, he has been awake for quite a while. Leslie’s and Beverly’s tent are still zipped shut and the outlines of their sleeping f
“Kian—”“Did you forget how you dangled my position as the company’s CEO in front of me? You weren’t even subtle about how I had no choice but to marry her or I lose everything I worked hard for.” My chest tightens painfully, memories pushing into my head before I can stop them. PASTTHREE YEARS A
KIAN'S POVPASTTHREE YEARS AGO–THREE DAYS AFTER THE PARTYI stand beside my car that’s parked in front of Beverly’s apartment, fingers playing with my car keys as I wait with bated breath for her to come out. This will be the first time I’ll be seeing her since that night and if I could escape it,
“That night…the night at the party when you said you suddenly couldn’t find me anywhere and went home…I cheated on you.” Her fork drops to the table, hitting her plate and making a loud ear piercing sound. Beverly grows quiet for several seconds and I feel myself shrinking with each second of silen