Third person's p.o.vMary dropped a bombshell on Linda. "Mom."Linda surprisingly looked at her. "How?"" I overhead you and Max.""Why are you doing this? Are you trying to take revenge on Daniel and us because we hid that letter? Is that why you played with our emotions?""No. I would never do that.""I'm not doing this because of vengeance and I'm sorry if I hurt you. I understand that Brant was just following his fatherly instinct. He wanted to protect his son. I wanted to tell you the truth the other day itself.""Then why?""Do you trust me?"Linda's voice cracked. "Of course I do. That's why I am here, asking for an explanation instead of telling Daniel.""Then please don't tell anyone about this. I am doing this for us. For the family. I am sorry I can't tell you the reason why I am faking my blindness but just know it's for the reunion of our family. Everything will be okay. I promise you that Daniel will return home. Back to you. I swear I will reveal the truth to everyon
Third person's p.ovThe sentence made her heart race faster than usual. "I am sorry." She heard a soft giggle from Daniel. Obviously, it was a sarcastic one. "Why are you apologising? It's not like it was you who abandoned me." Linda slightly raised her head up. Her eyebrows knitted and she wore a puzzled expression. 'Where were words like why did you lie to me about your fake blindness? Why did you betray me?'Realisation hit her when she replayed his words in her mind. 'Abandoned.' Did that mean Daniel heard only a part of the conversation?To make her hope turned into belief, she continuously took small steps to see the reaction of Daniel. To know whether he would stop her, shout at her or would ask for an explanation. However, when none of those happened she understood that he was grieving for something else. She stood there as still as a statue. He looked heartbroken and his face was showing various emotions. Her heart sank. She quietly watched him gulping the entire whis
Third person's p.o.vUpon waking up, Linda felt something heavy pressed against her body. She looked down and realised it was Daniel's hands. She rubbed the remaining sleep from her eyes and gazed at the person who was sleeping next to her. Their face was completely close and his hot breath was fanning her nose as well as her upper lips. He was looking like an angel while sleeping. She knew she promised Max that she would leave Daniel but it was for the first time they made love. It was a good thing that they did it in darkness. However, she made up her mind. She would consider this as a one night stand and would forget it. Her body was still sore and the lower part was painfully aching. It was her first time. It was supposed to.She glanced at Daniel and slowly caressed his soft white cheek. Groaning, Daniel opened his eyes and Linda immediately pulled her hand back and looked away.Looking at the angelic face in front of him, he cracked a big smile. Nonetheless, the smile disappe
Third person's p.o.vDaniel's words went unheard to Linda when she heard the sharp sound of the roaring car again. She understood that the driver wanted to run away so she immediately got up and mindlessly tried to stop it by chasing it but Daniel tugged her arm pulling her back. He stopped her right there and went towards the car. He tapped the car's window and threw a bunch of notes in the seat next to the driver. Shockingly, Linda turned to look at Daniel. The eyes that held love and emotions a few days ago were now filled with coldness and bitterness. She instantly realised what she did. She let Daniel unfold the truth herself. She slowly lowered her eyes to the ground. She was cursing herself in her mind. "Were you so desperate for vengeance?" Daniel held Linda tightly by her shoulder and slightly shook her. "I did not fake my blindness for revenge." Linda murmured. Looking back into Daniel's eyes, she tried to give an explanation but the hurt that she saw in them made he
Third person's p.o.vDeath. The end of a life with no point of returning back. Attending a funeral of someone whom Linda thought would forever be with her was immensely blood-curdling. There she stood lifelessly in the rain next to her father's casket in the graveyard. Seemed like mother nature was mourning as well. It was all gloomy and rain was pouring like cats and dogs. Some of the people in the blacked dress were showing their sadness by talking good about her father leaving no doubts that he left a good impression on every single person that he came across when he was alive. This did not go unheard by Linda. It was a proud moment for her but the situation said otherwise. If only her father was not lying blandly on the casket, ready to be buried six feet underground. Henry hated the color black. He said that it brought depression to him and yet he was effortlessly lying in a black suit along with so many people dressed in black color, attending his funeral. Who would care for
Third person's p.o.vTime seems to be a limited factor for Daniel. Sitting in the passenger's seat, he continuously glanced at his watch. Linda texted him and asked him to meet her at one of the penthouses that he gifted Rose. He was a little mixed up at first but later realised that he did not want to engage himself with useless thoughts. What mattered the most was Linda and the answers. "Are you sick or what?" Daniel was at his wit's end. Luke had been driving for almost twenty minutes and they were still in the way. It only took ten to fifteen minutes to reach the destination. "P-ardon me sir." Luke's breath became uneven and he caught a glimpse of Daniel in the rear mirror. He was staring at him. "Can't you drive faster?" "M-my apologies sir."After hearing an angry and frustrated Daniel, Luke accelerated and drove as fast as he could. An angry Daniel equaled a hungry lion. He was not in the position to care about the speed limit. The wish of Daniel was his command.~"~"~"~
Third person's p.o.vAs soon as Linda entered the house, she felt a coldness hitting her. The place that once comforted and warmed her turned into a place that she longer wanted to reside in. Every single time she entered the house she felt unwelcome. No longer was the man who would stand at the entrance of the door and smile joyfully at her. Neither would she experience that parental hug which provided her safety. Never would she taste the pancakes that would uplift her mood anymore. Everything in the house became a source of her father's remembrance.In the past, the house gave her hope to find the meaning of life. Now the same residence snatched that hope. Her father was the life of this house. Now it felt dead. She took a deep breath and shove those memories away. Her father would not want to see her like that. He might already be suffering after knowing the truth of her marriage.But she would not let the same thing repeat. There was a new life ahead and she was going to live
Third person's p.o.vOne and half hours later, Linda woke up from her small nap and called Max. "Where are you right now?" "At the airport. The flight time has changed. I will have to wait for one more hour." Max huffed on the other side and Linda smiled. Waiting patiently was not something that Max appreciated. "Goodluck Max. I know how much you hate waiting." "Really need that. Thanks pumpkin." Linda strolled around her room while talking to Max. She tried her best to remove the incident which happened earlier out of her mind. Daniel was stuck on her mind like glue. "Did you take your coat? It's too cold.""I'm bringing all the necessary things with me pumpkin, don't worry and obviously it's cold. There's gonna be rainfall." "Hmm.." Linda started feeling so cold that she stopped paying attention to Max. Her body was literally shaking as she felt the cold breeze washing over her skin repeatedly. She moved towards the window of her room to close it but witnessed something unu