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
"Why can’t she just disappear already?" Her voice was low, but the hatred behind her words was undeniable as she glared at the shrimp sauce in front of her, a wicked smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. “You were alive once, but out of millions of shrimp, you were caught. Peeled, cooked, and
Cassia let out a sigh, ruffling her hair in frustration. Why was Darvan being so unreasonable? She couldn’t understand it. He had been the one to say he wanted her out of his life, so why, now that she was gone, was he still being so clingy and infuriating? Why was his family still bent on frustrati
Cassia stopped reading, frozen in place as she stared at the piece of paper in her hands. Darvan wasn’t Mrs. Sinclair’s son? She decided to read it again. And again. Maybe the words would change, or blur enough to make her doubt them. But no, the truth was stubborn. Her hands trembled as she care
Marc inhaled deeply as he sat beside Stacy’s unconscious body. Machines beeped steadily, reminding him that despite the silence, she was alive. If not because of Fredrick who texted him about the incident, until now, he'd have been clueless. He watched her face, pale and still, her breath barely m
Adams didn’t waste another second. The moment Henry walked out of the store, blood still fresh on his lips and that mocking grin still etched on his face, Adams went after him. He didn’t care about the things he wanted to buy. Didn’t care about the people staring or the mess they left behind. He ne
Cassia blinked, trying to take in what he said. “If your mom really had something to do with this... then maybe Martinez was innocent?” she mumbled, but Darvan caught it. He looked at her. “You think he didn’t do it? Did he say anything?” Cassia sighed and sat down on the couch. “I don’t even know
“So she erased my memory?” Darvan murmured to himself, lowering his gaze, as if the explanation had confirmed something he wasn’t ready to accept. “Why do you ask? Are you considering undergoing the procedure?” the doctor asked, pushing his glasses down the bridge of his nose as he tapped the back
The phone rang once, twice… and just as Cassia was beginning to lose her patience, Martinez picked up. “Cassia?” His voice was low, almost hesitant, as if afraid to say her name. She swallowed. “Good morning.” She greeted him, but he didn’t reply. “Have you thought about it? I—” “How did you
Mrs. Sinclair froze. Her breath caught in her throat as Darvan’s words echoed in the room. She couldn’t speak. Her hands trembled slightly, but she quickly hid them behind her back. Her eyes locked with his, and for the first time, there was something raw in her expression… something she hadn’t sh
By the time the car stopped in front of Justin's house, the sky was starting to turn from dark to light blue. Everything was quiet, the streets were empty, and the morning air felt a little cold. Frederick opened the car door, letting out a sigh as he stepped out. "Thanks for the ride." he murmured
The night felt like it would never end. Cassia sat quietly in the cold hospital corridor, leaning against the wall. Her eyes were tired, but she couldn’t sleep. The only sounds were the quiet footsteps of nurses passing by. Liam sat a few seats away, staring at his phone without really looking, whi