Martinez sat frozen, his mind in chaos. His sister’s words echoed in his head again, each syllable hitting him hard. "What are you saying?" he repeated, his a whisper. "That I... had something to do with her parents' death?" Mrs. Sinclair stood, turning to face her brother properly. "Figure it out
Cassia left her room, already prepared for work. She found her friends still seated, but they immediately stood up when they saw her. "Going somewhere?" Quinn asked. Cassia nodded, making her way toward the door. "I'm not in the mood for your teasing today," she said, adjusting the strap of her ba
Darvan remained silent for a long time, trying to process everything that had just happened. His mind kept circling back to the voice he had heard over the phone. Stacy had saved Marc’s number as if they were business partners. But what kind of business were they involved in together? The bigger qu
Cassia and Liam had been deeply engrossed in their design ideas for hours before they finally decided to take a break. Stepping out for a drink, they noticed Henry still seated in the reception area, waiting. Cassia raised a brow, surprised to see him still there, especially after Liam had made it
Martinez sat frozen in his car for almost thirty minutes, his breath shaky as his grip on the steering wheel tightened. The thought of having anything to do with Cassia's parents kept echoing in his mind. Was he responsible for their deaths? No matter how hard he tried to shake it off, the flashes o
The drive was a quiet one, as millions of thoughts raced through Darvan's mind. In no time, he pulled into Justin’s driveway, his fingers tightening around the steering wheel as he struggled to control the emotions raging inside him. He killed the engine, exhaling sharply before stepping out of the
Cassia felt the warmth of Martinez’s arms around her, her face resting against his chest. His heartbeat was steady, yet she couldn't help but feel that he was hiding something. Weren’t they lovers? If something was wrong, shouldn’t she be the first to know? Alright, even if his sister knew first, s
Darvan's grip on the phone tightened as he continued watching the screen, his breathing slow and controlled. Had he always been right? Or was this, in some way, his fault? Did she get pregnant with his child, and because he stopped being intimate with her, she turned to Marc instead? He couldn't te
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