Cassia tried to ignore the uneasy feeling about Liam as she focused on her design ideas. She rubbed her temples, attempting to push aside thoughts of his abrupt call. Her mind was a mess, filled with questions she had no answers to. When she found herself unable to concentrate, she stepped out of t
"Choose me, too." The words echoed in Cassia’s head, tightening her throat. A heavy silence filled the room. She wasn’t sure how to respond. She swallowed, her fingers curling at her sides as she tried to process everything. Liam, her senior, her mentor, her friend, was looking at her with such r
Cassia sat on the cold floor alone, her knees pulled up to her chest, arms wrapped tightly around them. Her mind was a mess, thoughts colliding and looping back to the same memories. Liam’s words. They haunted her. "Choose me, too." Her throat tightened. She had always admired him, respected him
Darvan inhaled, his mind racing as the lawyer analyzed the document. Just as the lawyer leaned forward to respond, Darvan’s phone buzzed. His mother’s name flashed across the screen and he sighed. "Does she want to request this?" Justin asked, gesturing toward the documents. "Yes, but I won’t give
Cassia stood outside Liam’s door, hesitating. She had spent the entire night tossing and turning, thinking about him… about his confession. And now, standing here, she was nervous. Taking a deep breath, she knocked. Seconds later, the door opened, revealing Liam in a loose shirt and sweatpants. Hi
Stacy’s fingers trembled as she reached for the documents, her heart pounding. Just as her fingertips grazed the paper, Mrs. Sinclair smoothly pulled them away before she could pick it up. Stacy blinked, her gaze slowly lifting to Mrs. Sinclair, who wore a small, knowing smile. "I’ll give these t
"You've got to be kidding me," Darvan muttered, his brows furrowing as he glanced at his mother, who was now staring at Martinez. Martinez, seated to the side and barely paying attention to anything happening, was lost in thought. His mind was consumed with worries about Cassia. Her mood hadn’t bee
Stacy. Pregnant. With his child. He had his doubts, but now… it was real. Darvan's grip on the phone tightened. "Are you sure about this, Dr. Watson?" "Yes, sir. We ran multiple tests. The results are accurate. You’re welcome to drop by the hospital and review them yourself," the doctor replied. "
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