Darvan thanked the doctor as he walked out of the hospital with Justin. The results were still vivid in his mind. Every memory with Stacy now felt like a lie. The late-night talks before they were even together, her gentle smile, her encouragement...everything had been fake. Justin walked silently
Cassia stared at him, surprised by her own words, but regret? No. She felt none. Darvan, still visibly stunned, drew in a breath. She was right. He had no right to expect her to care anymore. "You should go home... it's late," she muttered again. Darvan nodded but didn’t move toward her like he u
Mrs. Sinclair reached out, her fingers brushing lightly against Darvan’s arm. But he shifted away, creating space between them. "What were you and Martinez talking about just now?" he asked, both brows arching. Mrs. Sinclair opened her mouth to speak, but hesitated. “Where exactly did you hear it
Darvan remained in the driver’s seat, his forehead still pressed against the steering wheel, the truth continuing to haunt him. Just then, his phone buzzed beside him, vibrating insistently until he finally glanced over and picked it up. He sighed, pressed the answer button, and lifted the phone to
Fredrick and Marc arrived not long after, bringing the familiar noise that always followed them. Fredrick’s laughter echoed down the hallway before the door even opened, and Marc trailed behind him quietly. "Yo!" Fredrick called out, stepping in with open arms. "What’s up, you two? It’s been a whil
Cassia took a few slow steps toward the nun, stopping just in front of her. Her eyes searched the old woman’s face, as if trying to confirm what she had just heard. It didn’t feel real. Her heart was racing, and her mind was spinning. "Can you... tell me more about it?" Cassia asked, her voice soft
Martinez clenched his fists tightly as the news anchor continued speaking. In anger, he snatched the remote from the table and turned off the TV before moving away from the window to grab his phone. He picked it up and decided to call his sister but there was no answer. "Pick up, God dammit," he m
Darvan pushed the sheets aside and got out of bed. He showered, dressed, and stepped out of the room he was staying in. In the sitting room, he found Justin, busy with a bowl of cereal and his gaze fixed on his phone. "Are you going home now?" Justin asked. "Yeah... I'll see you later," Darvan rep
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