"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
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
"Aliyah..." Lucas's voice came again, more impatient than before. His tone got on her nerves, leaving her with no choice but to end the call. But Lucas wasn’t one to give up easily, and she knew that. He called again, his persistence only annoying her further. With no choice, she ended the call once
"Cassia?" Her mother called, her voice soft and filled with disbelief. Cassia froze, tears streaming down her face as her feet remained rooted to the spot. Her dad, Mr. Jenkins, spoke up, his voice filled with concern. "Why didn't you go in? Would you have left without a word if we hadn't come?" He
Cassia felt a sting from her words, the burn of unshed tears pricking at her eyes. “Mom…” she said softly, her voice trembling. But Evelyn wasn’t done. “If you were having a hard time, why didn’t you come home? Did I do something wrong? Was coming over on the weekends too much to ask? Did I offend
Darvan groaned, rubbing his temples as the lingering effects of last night’s drinks clouded his mind. His gaze shifted to the side of the bed, where Stacy slept soundly, her usual pajamas conspicuously absent, her hand resting on his chest. Was he imagining things? Was this real? Did he and Stacy...
Cassia stood frozen, staring at the bouquet of flowers Liam had handed her. The room buzzed with congratulatory chatter, but her focus remained entirely on the man standing before her. "Congratulations on your wins," Liam repeated, his tone calm, yet his gaze was intense. Cassia couldn’t help hers
Cassia stared at the door long after Darvan disappeared into the night. “Please, stay away from me. That way, you’ll hurt less,” she muttered, her eyes still fixed on the hallway even though he was long gone. Finally, she closed the door and leaned against it, her legs threatening to give way beneat
Cassia looked at Henry like he was a stranger. What he’d just said made her so angry that everything around her seemed to fade. Without thinking, her hand moved on its own and then....Smack... The slap rang through the almost-empty parking lot. Henry’s head turned from the hit, a red mark forming
"I was about to head out," Mira repeated, "but there’s a man at the entrance saying he wants to see you. He’s… insisting." "Who?" Cassia asked, puzzled. Before Mira could answer, Cassia’s phone rang again. This time, it was Quinn calling. She sighed and waved a hand dismissively at Mira. "Tell hi
Darvan set the bowl down slowly, confusion and disbelief etched across his face. “I swear on everything, Justin… I have no idea what this is about.” Justin cursed under his breath, already reaching for his phone. “You need to do something fast,” he said urgently. “Because if this blows up any furth
Stacy sat alone in her apartment, staring down at her stomach. Her hand gently brushed over the slight curve as a deep frown settled on her face. The room was silent, except for the ticking of the wall clock. Then, suddenly, her bitter laughter broke the stillness. "How did it come to this?" she mu
Cassia pushed open the glass doors of her newly opened design firm. A young woman, likely a few years younger than her, looked up and greeted her with a smile. “How are you, Mira?” Cassia returned the smile. “I’m okay. I didn't expect you to come back,” Mira said with a grin. Cassia nodded, manag
When they finished eating, Cassia stood up and attempted to clear the table, but Quinn quickly stopped her. "No need," Kiara said quickly. "I’ll take care of it. You should rest." "If that's the case, I'd like to go to the office," Cassia replied, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. K
Cassia stepped out of the cab after leaving Martinez's home, and her eyes scanned the quiet street in front of her apartment. The setting sun colored the pavement in a warm glow, but her thoughts were too clouded to notice the beauty. She closed the door behind her and stood still for a second, the
"He tricked me. He really thought I was stupid... or maybe I was," Stacy whispered, her eyes burning with anger. The bank Staff's voice echoed in her head again like a drumbeat that refused to stop. "These documents are forged. They’re fake." "You’ve been scammed." "You walked right into it..."
Stacy slammed the door shut behind her, the loud bang echoing through the apartment. She was sweating, her chest rising and falling rapidly as if she’d just run a marathon. Her eyes were filled with panic, but there was also something else in them...greed. Without bothering to take off her shoes o