Cassia’s heart raced as she still stood frozen outside the office door. The words she’d just heard wouldn’t stop repeating in her head. "Framed Darvan… to protect Martinez"* She clutched her bag tighter, feeling as if the space she stood became small. She didn’t want to hear more. Whatever it was,
Mrs. Sinclair stepped into her house with an angry glare. She pushed the door shut with so much force that it echoed through the hallway. A maid who happened to be passing by froze for a second, then quickly hurried out of sight. Mrs. Sinclair didn’t even notice her. She stormed straight to her roo
At Darvan’s apartment, all the windows and curtains were closed, casting the entire house in darkness, even though it was noon. In the dim room, Darvan sat alone on the couch. Empty bottles of alcohol were scattered across the table in front of him. A half-empty bottle of whiskey rested beside him,
Aurora arrived at Mrs. Sinclair’s estate shortly after leaving Darvan’s place. Without wasting a moment, she pushed open the grand front door and stepped inside. She already knew where to find her aunt. If not the balcony, then the study. Today, it was the study. Aurora knocked lightly, but didn’
Cassia’s friends paced restlessly around the living room. They had knocked on her door several times, hoping she would come out so they could head out together like they used to, or at the very least, eat something. But ever since she had returned, her face pale and her voice trembling after reveali
After spending hours at the park, Liam and Cassia finally decided to head home. The evening air had grown cooler, and the streets were quieter now. Neither of them said much on the way back, but the silence between them felt peaceful, like they understood each other without needing words. When they
By the time Cassia and Liam stepped into the house, the living room was quiet. The TV was still on, playing some late-night documentary, but the volume was low. She saw her friends asleep on the couch and floor. Quinn was wrapped in a blanket, and Kiara was slouched over a cushion. There were empty
Morning sunlight gently touched Cassia’s face, making her stir. Her eyebrows pulled together a little before she slowly opened her eyes. The room was quiet, except for some birds chirping outside. She stayed still for a moment, staring at the ceiling, trying to find the strength to start the day. W
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