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
"Darvan," Lucas called out, attempting to stop him. However, Darvan shoved Lucas against the railing once more, cutting him off mid-sentence. "Stay away from her. If I see you near her again, I swear you’ll regret it." Lucas merely chuckled, finding the situation amusing. "You two have already br
As they stepped out of the building, Lucas's hands were cuffed. Martinez pulled out his phone and made a quick call, the line connecting almost instantly. "Monitor all broadcasting stations," he ordered, his voice calm but authoritative. "Take down any news related to me and Darvan. I don’t want a
Darvan gasped, his eyes widening as he struggled to make sense of it. Staggering back, he fought against the whirlwind of thoughts consuming him. He knew his uncle too well—once his uncle set his sights on something, he never gave up. The realization stung more than Darvan cared to admit, but his p
"What’s the meaning of this?" she said aloud this time, her voice sharp and filled with frustration. Her eyes remained fixed on the screen as the video replayed, hoping desperately that she was mistaken. But she wasn’t. It was unmistakable. Darvan, her own son, was caught in a fight, brawling like
The sting was immediate. Darvan blinked, startled, his jaw tightening. "Mom!" he said, his voice low and filled with confusion. Somehow, he already knew why she had hit him, but he didn’t want to believe it. It couldn’t be about the fight with Lucas. Justin had confirmed that there was no mention
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
The night felt like it was moving in slow motion. Darvan lay on his bed, staring up at the ceiling while the room stayed completely dark. The ticking clock on the wall seemed to sound louder than usual, each second dragging on forever. He felt sleep creeping in, his eyelids getting heavy. But he di