"I think we need some time apart" he said, each word measured and final. "I can't do this anymore" Stacy stood rooted to the spot, her mind racing to grasp the meaning of his words. Time apart? Was he actually suggesting they separate? The thought seemed unreal, almost impossible to believe. Surel
Martinez slowly pulled his hand back from her cheek, his expression soft. "Goodnight, Cassia," he said gently before turning and stepping out the door. Cassia stood there for a moment, caught between thought and feeling, her cheek still tingling where his fingers had touched. "Oh... right. Goodnig
As Martinez stood by his window side, taking in the beautiful night view of the city beneath him, he raised his right hand to his face and began staring at them. His fingers...this same fingers...had brushed against Cassia's cheek earlier today. It was the first time he had ever touched a lady's fa
" It doesn’t look like you’re searching for a girlfriend. No, Darvan. To me, it looks like you’re in desperate need of a mother. Someone to handle everything for you." Darvan stood there, stunned into silence. He opened his mouth to reply, but no sound came out. "It looks like you’re in desperate
“Don’t worry,” Mrs. Sinclair said coldly, her voice like steel. “I’ll handle this myself. And whatever you want with Darvan, just let me know. He’s my son, after all, and he will abide by my rules.” Her tone was firm as she turned away from Stacy as if lost in thought. Her heels clicked sharply ag
"Darvan..." she whispered, startled. For a moment, her resolve softened. His body was freezing and trembling, and she could feel him struggling to hold himself steady. His desperate grip on her arm felt sincere, almost enough to make her reconsider. But just as quickly, she snapped herself out of
Liam’s car came to a halt, and he unfastened his seatbelt, ready to step out. But his gaze froze on the figure standing in the rain—Darvan. He was drenched to the bone, trembling from the cold, yet he made no attempt to move or seek shelter. At the very least, he could have waited somewhere out of
Stacy drove through the gate roughly, her heart pounding as she immediately dialed James' number. "I need your help. It's Darvan," she said hurriedly, her voice shaky. In no time, James arrived. Together, they managed to carry Darvan inside, his weight heavy between them as they took him into his
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