"Hey…"Cassia said, smiling as she approached Liam. He took in her appearance, noticing the makeup that softened her features. It wasn't much, but even so, she looked really pretty. "My friends actually did this..." she began, pointing to her face, wondering if the makeup looked strange on her. "
The audience held its collective breath, shocked at the sight of Cassia’s damaged design displayed on the mannequin on stage. A wave of gasps swept through the room, a mixture of pity and disbelief. Mr. Martinez furrowed his brows, his gaze shifting from the ruined design to Cassia, who wore a sor
The moment Cassia arrived at the hospital, she sprinted inside, her heart pounding in her chest. Just as she reached the entrance, a stretcher carrying Kiara was being wheeled out of the operating room. "Isn’t that Cassia? The designer everyone’s celebrating for turning a ruined design into someth
Cassia stepped out of her apartment, locking the door behind her. She adjusted the strap of her bag and began walking toward the street. It was a normal morning or so she thought until she spotted him. Darvan stood beside his car, parked just a few steps from her building. His eyes were fixed on h
Instead of heading to the boardroom where the meeting was scheduled, Cassia turned toward the restroom after leaving Darvan behind. She inhaled deeply, staring at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, taking in her tired eyes and the dark circles beneath them. "He misses me? He misses me and cou
Darvan sat on the couch in his room, clutching his stomach as the sharp pain intensified. It had started earlier, a dull ache after the morning meeting on his way back to his office. He’d dismissed it as stress, something he could ignore. But by midday, the discomfort had grown into something unbear
Cassia set her phone down, biting her lip as her thoughts wandered. She inhaled deeply, trying to push Darvan's words out of her mind, but they stayed. He sounded sick—really sick. He wasn’t faking it. She glanced at her phone again, debating whether to unblock him and call back. She knew how terr
Mrs. Sinclair was lost in her thoughts, seething with anger over everything, when the doctor interrupted her reverie. “He’s stable for now, but his condition is concerning,” the doctor began. “We’ll need to run more tests to determine the cause of his collapse. He’s been under extreme physical and
"What? What do you mean by that?" Stacy asked, her frown deepening. "Is there something you're after? I mean, if you're not, why are you so determined to make this wedding happen so quickly?" Darvan pressed. She blinked, momentarily surprised, then let out a brief chuckle. But just as quickly, h
"Girlfriend?" Cassia sat still, her gaze fixed on him, but all he did was smile. "Are you really dating, Cassia?" someone from the crowd asked. "Why? Is it wrong?" he replied, his tone calm. The person shook their head. "If I hadn't met her, I’m sure I wouldn’t have achieved what I did in t
Anita's smile widened. "Give her a proper welcome... just like we used to." "I thought we promised to be good after graduation?" Rita said, raising an eyebrow. Anita simply shrugged. "Just for tonight. Nothing too crazy, I promise. Just a little welcome gift." With that, she approached Cassia.
"Because we took her in when her parents died. We raised her. Isn't that what children do? Support their parents when they're in need? Or am I wrong?" Evelyn asked softly, searching his face. Mr. Jenkins ran a hand through his hair. "Honey... I..." "I mean, if she doesn’t have enough, she works wi
Cassia’s blood ran cold. "Mom?" she whispered in fear, quickly dialing her mother’s number. Her hands trembled as she waited for an answer. The phone rang once, then twice before someone picked up. "Hello?" an unfamiliar voice said. "This is Cassia Ster— I mean, Cassia Jenkins. How’s my mom?" Th
Cassia was lost in thought when she suddenly felt a hand on hers. She flinched and looked up to see Liam’s concerned face. His touch was warm, and she mentally scolded herself for letting Mrs. Sinclair’s words affect her when she had come here to clear her mind. "Are you okay?" he asked gently, his
Cassia sighed, almost yawning as she leaned against the doorframe. If she had known it was him, she wouldn’t have opened the door. She was exhausted after spending the entire day with her friends. But here was Darvan. After leaving Stacy’s parents’ place, he had confronted Cassia about her encounte
"You’ll regret this, Cassia," Mrs. Sinclair said with a cold smile. "Mark my words, you’ll regret this meeting today." With that, she turned on her heel and stormed off, Stacy trailing behind her like a controlled puppy. As they disappeared from view, Kiara let out a low whistle, shaking her head in
The words echoed in Cassia’s mind over and over again for nearly two minutes. "I’m pregnant with Darvan’s child." She blinked, forcing herself out of her thoughts and maintaining a neutral expression. The revelation was unexpected, and for some reason, she felt an odd stiffness within her. Confus