Aria’s POVI sat on the couch, fidgeting with the hem of my shirt, lost in my thoughts. My hand, which held my phone, was trembling. I was trying my best to be brave, but I was also scared and uncertain of the future. I honestly still hadn’t thought about where to go from here. Why does Victor have to make it so hard? He never cared about me, anyway!Troy, my friend Jessica's boyfriend, sat across from me, his eyes filled with concern.“Sorry, Aria… Am I causing you trouble?” he asked, his voice soft.I looked up, meeting his gaze. “No, not at all,” I replied, forcing a smile. “It's fine.”“Okay. I was just calling you because Jess is done cooking dinner for us.”“Alright, I’ll be right there. Thanks.”Jessica was like a sister to me, and staying at her house felt more like home than the mansion where I’d been living with Victor for the past years. As Troy and I walked to the kitchen, the delicious aroma of Jessica's cooking filled the air, making my stomach growl in anticipation.D
Aria’s POVI glanced at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time. It was 11 o'clock, and Victor was exactly an hour late. My fingers drummed impatiently on the polished mahogany table in Atty. Parker's office. “He demanded I be punctual all the time,” I muttered, my voice edged with frustration. “He'd start urging me the moment I was even a little slow. Now look at him.”Atty. Parker, my lawyer, gave me a sympathetic nod. “We'll give him a few more minutes, Aria,” he said, her tone calm and professional. “He's probably stuck in traffic.”I wasn't convinced. I felt like he was doing this on purpose. I pulled out my phone and dialed Victor's number again, but it went straight to voicemail, just like the previous times. “He's not answering,” I said, exasperation seeping into my voice.“Let's wait a bit longer,” Atty. Parker suggested, trying to soothe my impatience.Just as I was about to lose my temper completely, the door swung open. Victor walked in, looking disheveled and tired
Aria’s POV“What does this have to do with Shane?” Victor's voice cut through the silence, sharp and accusing.I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to remain calm. “Victor, just sign the agreement. We don't need to drag this out.”Victor's eyes narrowed as he leaned forward, his tone condescending. “She and I are just friends and business partners. Why are you always so suspicious?”I took a deep breath, swallowing my frustration. “This isn't about Shane.”Victor scoffed, turning his attention back to Atty. Parker. “She's always like this. Always looking for a reason to argue.”Atty. Parker cleared his throat, trying to maintain his professional demeanor. “Let's stay focused on the matter at hand.”Victor ignored him, directing his gaze back to me. “If you leave me, you won't be able to do anything, right? You haven't worked for five years. How will you find a job? If you don't divorce me, I can give you money, jewelry, or a job. Why are you so damn eager to leave?”His words stung, but t
Aria’s POVSamuel looked surprised to see us. His expression was guarded as he approached Victor and me on the street. “Hello, Aria,” he greeted me with a hint of warmth. “Victor,” he added, barely acknowledging his presence.“Samuel,” Victor replied, his tone clipped and icy.I glanced between the two men, sensing the tension. “Samuel, what are you doing here?” I asked.“I arranged to meet someone for business in this building,” Samuel explained, gesturing vaguely towards the entrance. “Their office is here. What about you two? What brings you here?”Before I could respond, Victor cut in. “That's none of your business, Samuel.”I noticed the sharpness in Victor's voice and wondered what had transpired between them. Ignoring the hostility, I decided to answer Samuel's question myself.“We're here to finalize our divorce at my lawyer's office,” I said matter-of-factly without any feelings. “It's almost done.”Samuel's eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Really? The two of you are getting
Aria’s POVI stood at the doorstep of my childhood home, my heart heavy with the news I was about to deliver. Taking a deep breath, I rang the doorbell and waited. The familiar sound of footsteps approached, and the door swung open to reveal my parents, their faces lighting up at the sight of me.“Aria, darling! What a surprise,” my mother exclaimed, pulling me into a tight hug.“Come inside,” Dad urged with a big smile. “What brings you here, Aria?”“Mom, Dad, I need to talk to you,” I said, stepping back to look at their concerned faces.We sat down in the living room, and I braced myself for their reaction. I decided it was best to just be direct and get it over and done with quickly. “Victor and I are getting a divorce,” I blurted out, my voice barely above a whisper. “We’ve already signed the documents.”They looked shocked. Mom gasped and seemed like she was about to cry. “Divorce? Why, Aria? Has Victor been treating you poorly?” My father's voice was filled with anger and conce
Aria’s POVI sat on the edge of my bed, phone in hand, my heart suddenly thumping very fast. Why is he calling me?“How are you?” Samuel's voice was as gentle and strong as ever. “Do you have a moment to talk?”“Yeah, I'm free. What's up?” I replied, trying to sound casual. I found it odd that he was calling me. “I just wanted to let you know that my assistant found a bracelet in my car after it went for maintenance. I think it's yours.”My heart skipped a beat. How did he know it was mine? Did he remember me wearing it that night? “Oh, right. I do remember misplacing a bracelet. I didn't realize it was in your car.”“Yeah, it must have slipped off your wrist. When can I drop it off to you?” Samuel asked.I hesitated. The bracelet wasn't anything too valuable, and I didn't want him to go out of his way. I also felt like meeting up with him right after my divorce wasn’t appropriate, especially since Victor was suspicious of us. “You know, it’s not worth much,” I said slowly, choosin
Aria’s POVAs I slipped into a stylish dress and a pair of high-heeled pumps which I hardly used, I heard Jessica's excited voice echo from downstairs.“Aria, there's a luxury car parked out front! And a really handsome guy just got out of it!”I hurried to the window and peered outside. There, stepping out of a sleek black Mercedes, was Samuel. My heart skipped a beat. Jessica's footsteps pounded up the stairs, and moments later, she burst into the guest room with excitement. “Are you going on a date with that guy? He's gorgeous!”I chuckled and shook my head. “No, Jess. That's Samuel. I left something in his car the last time I saw him, so he said he wanted to give it to me and see me before he goes back to the Netherlands where he really lives.”“Aww, that’s a bummer,” Jessica said with a pout. “Well, you better make the most of this then!”“Actually… Samuel is Victor’s half-brother.”Jessica's smile faltered, her excitement quickly turning into concern. “Victor's brother? Are you
Aria’s POV“Excuse me?” I said in shock, my heart thumping wildly. He smiled at me, repeating what he just said. “What are your plans in the coming months? I mean, now that you and Victor are…” He trailed off, looking unsure if he should continue. I let out a sigh of relief. Oh, that’s what he actually said! My plans for the coming months, not for him! Me and my freakin’ wild imagination!“You mean now that we’re divorced?” I continued it for him with a small smile. He nodded. “Yes.”I took a sip of my wine, savoring the rich flavor before answering. “I've been thinking about studying abroad,” I said, my voice steady but my heart racing at the thought. “I want to experience different cultures and just grow and develop on my own. But, I need to save up some money first, so I'm planning to find a job as soon as possible.”Samuel suddenly grinned. “Oh, you sound like me some years ago. I was so eager to get out and explore the world, to build something of my own that I could be proud o