Liam's car came to a stop and he left it, hurrying to her door. His heart pounded, not from the rush, but from worry. Her trembling voice still echoed vividly in his mind. He knocked gently on her door and waited patiently for her to answer. When she did, face-to-face with him, her expression said
After the call came to an end, Martinez slid the phone back into his pocket and stared down at the hallway, his thoughts calculative. Who was this Lucas? What was his relationship with Cassia that made Darvan so frustrated? Martinez wondered, his fist clenching in anger. He couldn’t shake the feeli
"Uh... What's going on here?" Quinn asked, her voice filled with surprise. Cassia gently pulled away from Liam's arms, letting out an awkward laugh. "You two can't just stand around. Come help me out," she said to them before turning to Liam. "Why don’t you go take a quick shower and come back?
The day passed in a blur, the hum of activity in the office fading as the evening drew closer. Martinez sat at his desk, his eyes fixed on his wristwatch, counting down the minutes to 6 p.m. He drummed his fingers on the polished wood, his thoughts racing. A knock on the door pulled him from his r
"I’ll think about it," she said cautiously, finally stepping back. "Alright," Lucas replied, giving her a small smile. "And Cassia... thank you for letting me apologize." Without waiting for a reply, he turned and walked away, disappearing into the crowd. Cassia stood there for a moment, her t
The next morning, Cassia woke up to prepare for work as she could still feel the effects of the late-night fun with her friends. As she buttoned up her blouse, she heard a knock at the door. Her friends popped their heads in, grinning. "We’re leaving now, but are you sure you don’t want a ride? Yo
After leaving the office early, Cassia sat in front of the mirror, the cool air from the evening bath still clinging to her skin. She pulled off her shower cap, letting her damp hair fall freely around her face. Reaching for the bottle of oil, she poured a small amount into her palm and began to mas
Martinez sat at his desk, staring at the messy pile of papers in front of him. His desk was cluttered with reports, notes, and photographs everything he had collected so far for his little investigation. But no matter how many times he looked through them, something was missing. He needed the final
As Martinez walked toward his car, the dive coach and those at the seashore couldn’t help but whisper among themselves. “Hope she’ll be okay.” “Where exactly did the coach go?” “He promised to stay back to double-check everything.” “He deserves to be held accountable for being careless.” “Maybe
Quinn and Kiara emerged from the water, swimming toward the shore while laughing and chatting as they removed their masks. "That was fun," Kiara murmured. Quinn's eyes scanned the area for the coach. Not spotting him, she shook her head and rolled her eyes. "I thought the coach said he'd wait her
Cassia stepped out of the mall, her small shopping bags swaying at her sides, the cool evening breeze brushing her face. She glanced over her shoulder for what felt like the hundredth time, her unease growing with each passing moment. "Okay, seriously, what’s wrong?" Quinn asked, noticing the dist
"It just... felt like someone was watching us," she added, her gaze still fixed behind them. Quinn turned, scanning the street, but it was empty. "There’s no one there. Maybe you’re imagining things? I mean, why would anyone with bad intentions follow us during the day? They're not that stupid," Qu
Cassia walked through the hallway, making her way toward the apartment she and her friends had rented temporarily. She could hear their voices, loud with laughter and chatter, coming from the living room. As she stepped inside, Kiara and Quinn turned to look at her, their expressions brimming with c
After watching Darvan walk away, Cassia turned her attention to Martinez, a gentle smile gracing her face. "I think my friends must have gone back to the hotel," she said, glancing briefly at her wristwatch. "I should probably head there too. It's getting late, and I'm exhausted—and famished." Mar
"And you're the one giving me lessons?" Darvan’s brows furrowed, his anger barely contained as he stared at his uncle. Martinez bit his lower lip, sensing the direction Darvan was taking the conversation, but he didn't care. He repeated his words as if daring Darvan. "I don’t intend to lecture you
"Hi...?" Martinez muttered, his tone hesitant. Cassia chuckled, unable to resist her amusement at his unexpected shyness Right now, he seemed more like a lost child. She turned her gaze to the sea, and there was silence for a few seconds before she turned back to him. "Is this the place you mentio
As Darvan watched her walk away, he sat frozen in place, his mind replaying her words like a broken record. "Desperate pest?" Did she really call him that? him? "Darvan... I want to go back to the hotel," Stacy’s voice broke through his daze. She was clearly uncomfortable. She couldn’t bear to stay