Darvan gripped the steering wheel tighter as he watched Liam's car pull away. He didn’t even realize when he buckle up his seat belt or why he was following them. His mind was filled of anger, confusion, and pain, but his foot pressed the gas pedal without hesitation, tailing Liam at a safe distance
Months later, Cassia strolled through the bustling mall alongside her two friends, who were chatting. But her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of her upcoming project for the Arcadia International Design Challenge. As she walked, her eyes scanned the vibrant colors and diverse textures of the fab
"It's almost 1 a.m. Turn off the light and get some sleep," the message read. Her phone nearly slipped from her grip as fear surged through her. She ran to the switch and quickly turned off the light. "Who is it?" she muttered, taking slow, deliberate steps forward, as though making noise with her
"I know where you live. Should we meet now?" Her hands trembled, and the paper slipped from her hands to the floor as she stumbled back, her chest racing with fear. This wasn’t admiration anymore, this was pure obsessions,... This was a threat. Was she now supposed to live her life in fear? Her
Just as she turned a corner, strong hands grabbed her. "Ahh!" Cassia screamed in fright, her pulse hammering in her ears, her eyes shut tightly. Panic surged through her veins, the fear of her anonymous stalker overwhelming her. "Cassia, it's me," came a familiar voice, one she recognized immediat
"Oh God, Liam!" she exclaimed, holding the glass firmly in her hands. Liam stood still, water dripping from his hair and face, his eyes wide with surprise. "Guess I startled you..." he muttered. Cassia blinked at the turn of events. She had thought it was Darvan, but she was wrong. Why was it Liam
Stacy’s lips pressed into a thin line, her fists clenching at her sides. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, but the coldness in her gaze sent a chill down Darvan’s spine. "Of course it's not her. You must be disappointed she wasn't the one you saw after waking," she muttered, her voice trembling
Once inside, he approached the bartender, placed his order, and pulled out his wallet, handing over his card. As he waited, he glanced around, noticing the happy expressions of the people around him and the interactions between the couples. He felt like the only odd one among them. "Here's your or
Kelvin walked down the street, his hands tucked into his pockets, his head tilting repeatedly toward Martinez's house. "She really doesn’t eat chocolate?” he muttered to himself, his brows knitting together in confusion. The thought clung to him as he continued walking. "Maybe she’s not the woman
"She’s... alive?" he muttered under his breath, his voice barely a whisper. Cassia arched a worried brow, turning fully to face the waiter in front of her. "What did you say?" "Nothing." He cleared his throat, his gaze darting everywhere but at her. "I said you're... pretty." Her eyes narrowed sl
Cassia stood on the stage, her heart swelling with a mix of triumph and relief as the judges took turns offering their congratulations. Each word of praise felt like a warm embrace, validating not only her talent but the long, difficult journey that led to this moment. "Your innovation and craftsma
"I.. won?" She murmured in disbelief, blinking as if she couldn't believe her ears. Adeline’s eyes burned with fury as she glared at Cassia during the announcement of the competition results. Her expression darkened as cheers erupted from the crowd, and quiet whispers filled the room. Other contest
Felicia gave a final smile and turned to the remaining participants. "Good luck with the competition," she said warmly. "Thank you," they replied with a nod as Felicia left with Damien. Aliyah’s gaze remained fixed on the piece of paper detailing the design type, fabrics, and theme to be used. S
"It's chilly outside," his voice came through gently. "But, can you come out for a bit?" He asked, and once again, silence took over. Cassia raised a brow, wondering if he’d hit his head. The gentleness in his tone was unfamiliar. Before she could respond or break the silence, Darvan spoke again.
Nora's eyes returned to the designs in front of her, a slight smile forming on her lips. "What about something simple yet difficult? I'm eager to see who will actually become the face of the design world this time around," she muttered, rising to her feet. A small smile lingered on her lips as she
Cassia offered a soft smile, already knowing Samantha was here to mock her—just like always. But Cassia wasn’t ready to back down. She wasn’t going to tolerate any more insults from her. "I didn’t realize the contest was looking for something... different this year," Samantha said with a pointed t
The participants gathered in the workshop, each holding their designs with them. Cassia set her sketch and drafted patterns on the table, her mind busy with ideas for the next phase. She stood with the other contestants, waiting for instructions, while those who had been eliminated began leaving—exc