ARIANA'S POVI began to hyperventilate. I did not know what was going on but it felt like all the organs in my body were squeezing my heart together. I experienced a feeling of deja vu. This was what had happened to me in the hospital after my miscarriage.It felt like time had stopped. Blood rushed to my head and I could hear the sound of blood in my ears. Everything around me became muffled.Was Rob going to answer Nate and put an end to the bubble of happiness Nate and I had found in each other? This was my last thought before I slumped and fainted. When I opened my eyes, the smel

ROBERT'S POVI was trying to make sense of all that was happening around me. It seemed we were becoming a family and very fast at that. I knew I should be happy but I was rather destabilized. I was still stuck where I was these past weeks. How do I reconcile my love for Flora and the happiness I was feeling with Ariana?The truth was that I had loved Flora more than life itself. She had been my reason for existing. I had never met a more down to earth person and someone willing to follow her dreams. Eager to escape the shadow of her sister's success in the business world, Flora had buried herself in literature. Her parents had supported her anyway. But it was not an easy feat.She had been kind the first day I met her and had talked with me like a normal person. Girls usually saw me as a trophy to be won but she had seen me differently.Now, I was seeing a different side to Ariana and realizing that underneath her facade of a cold person only concerned with business, she was a nice wo

ARIANA'S POVI understood that Rob deserved to be sad about Flora's death but understanding was not the same as watching your husband sniffing your dead sister's clothes and crying. I had thought I had made peace with his love for Flora but in that moment, it became clear that I was wrong. I would never be able to accept that. Flora's ghost will always have a place in our bed.I fled down the hallways looking for an escape from that torturous scene. As I ran, the scene continued to play over and over again in my head. The sound that had come out of Rob was guttural. He was in pain. He was hurt. I could tell that he was longing for her with the way he placed that red dress close to his nose.

ARIANA'S POVI never knew Flora kept a diary. I remember her telling me that diaries were cheesy and an easy way to let everyone know your secrets. But if Flora had a diary, I wanted, no scratch that…I needed to read it.If it had made Nate know Flora was his mother then it most certainly contained information about other important issues.“I have been lied to my whole life?” Nate yelled.“Calm down little man”, Rob said to him.“Who am I? Why couldn't I have simply been told the truth? I can hand

ARIANA'S POVI had no idea there were tears in my eyes until I read the last sentence in the diary. It's a good thing I still have that gun kept on echoing in the recesses of my memory. It was like someone had put it on loop such that it would not stop.I was soon sobbing loudly, my heart breaking into a million tiny pieces, every fragmentation birthing several others. How had I been blind to Flora's depression? I remember the day we had gown to the dressmakers to try on my wedding gown vividly but I had been too wrapped up in myself and in the dreaminess of marrying Robert S