Phoebe’s POVI stare listlessly at the beautiful scenery in front of me whilst sitting on the window frame that overlooks the beautiful view of the castle’s garden.“Then she left the shop. Can you believe the nerve of that woman?” I focus my attention back on the phone when my mum finishes telling tales about some awful customer she encountered today.One of the many things that I inherited from my mother was the lack of patience towards the fowl-mouthed people. We just never had any patience for them.“Forget it, mom. Who cares what she thinks? Besides, did you try out the new recipe you were telling me about?” I ask her and look down at the green blissful scenery again that was now shrouded with the darkness of the night.Another one of the things we both love is nothing other than cooking. My mother started her own bakery when she was just nineteen and almost got disowned by her filthy rich p

Phoebe’s POVAfter gaining a lot of courage, I turn my head and my eyes lock with brown orbs that screamed fury.“Ava…” I struggle to find words but my mouth gets clogged up with unfamiliar fear.“I can’t believe this Phoebe! How could you?! How could you not tell me?” She literally screams and for a moment my hands itch to muffle her screams with my hands.“For fuck’s sake Ava, stop screaming! You will wake people up with that tone” I implore her into understanding but she rises her hands to silence me.“I had enough Phoebe. For years I stayed by your side and always tried my best to understand you and yet you do this. I understand that maybe you wanted to keep it private from others but still, it hurts knowing that you hid this from me. I mean I tell you everything and yet you never open up to me. You did not tell me where you got

**Warning- Trigger alert**Phoebe’s POVI staggered down the narrow hallways with excruciating pain embracing my entire body. Not being able to take anymore, my body slumps down on the rough cold brick wall and my eyes voluntarily close from all the exhaustion.I wince as soon as my eyelids shut on their own accord and will myself to open my eyes. Even closing my eyes hurt because they were swollen due to all the crying. In fact, it was a miracle that I was still able to see.My head falls against the wall and I take one last shaky breath of stale air before continuing my route to freedom from this hell-hole.Speaking of hell, I looked down at my bruised bloodied body and I can say that I resembled a complete demon escaped from hell.Every inch of my physique ached with unbearable pain and blood still trickled down from my bruised damaged vessels. My mou

Phoebe’s POVI was applying highlighter on my cheek-bones when Ava burst inside my room with a grim expression on her face.I stop mid-way with the brush still in my hand and before I can ask her what’s wrong, she blurts out saying, “I slept with Andres”For a moment I thought I went deaf after hearing what she said. My eyes widen with a shock when I finally register her words and I stare at her dumbfounded.What the actual fuck?!“When…how?!” I wave my hand at her and she sighs like a child who had her first kiss. Except she wasn’t happy, she looked torn with her deeds.“I know I know it sounds so… I don’t even know what to name it. I was angry with Noah when I saw Camille exit his room last night when I was fetching water for myself. Andres also saw it, we were talking, then I kissed him, then we were making out and it felt so good t

Phoebe’s POV“What is with the men being so possessive after one night stands. I thought it only happened in those cliché novels” Ava mutters exasperatedly and I give her my questioning stare in return.“Why what happened?”“Did you not see what Andres did an hour ago at the auction dance? He literally bid two hundred thousand fucking dollars for a dance with me! Like what the fuck?”“You mean that dance over which both Andres and Noah were fighting over?” I wiggle my eyebrows suggestively and she flips me the bird.“Don’t even start with that” She rolls her eyes and resumes her gaze back at the dance floor where a few couples were dancing to James Bay’s ‘Us’.I was thankful for not being a participant in the dance auction because I had a slight feeling that no matter how big the pri