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
Darvan slipped out of bed and quietly got himself ready for the day. After a quick shower and a change into fresh clothes, he paused in front of the mirror, adjusting his watch and running a hand through his hair. Once done, he grabbed his keys and stepped out of the room only to see Fredrick and J
Martinez walked out of Cassia’s firm, his chest heavy and tight. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t accept her decision to end things. His heart hurt more than he expected… but one thing was clear; if he couldn’t have her, then no one else would. His sister had always called him obsessed, and
After leaving Marc’s place, Darvan drove directly to Cassia's firm. That would be the first time he'd be going there. As he drove, the conversation with Marc kept replaying in his mind. Marc’s betrayal hurt more than he wanted to admit, but there was nothing to do now except move forward. When he p
Darvan’s car raced down the highway toward the Sinclair estate, but his mind wasn’t on the road. It was still stuck in his mother’s office on that mysterious painting he had somehow never noticed before. There seemed to be a hidden door behind it, maybe leading to a secret room or another office. Ho
Cassia stood by the window of her office, her arms wrapped around herself as she looked out at the city lights. The night was quiet, but her mind wasn’t. Darvan's visit from earlier had left her uneasy. As much as she tried to push it away, she couldn’t stop thinking about him. She believed him ev
Henry let out a long, tired sigh as he sat alone in his room. The only sound was the slow whir of the ceiling fan above him. His mind wandered back to earlier, how Cassia had ignored him… and then Martinez too. He decided to brush it off, letting his thoughts drift to his time in the States. Everyt
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