“It doesn’t matter,” she purred. “I already called Lucas. He’ll be here soon.”Harriet scoffed, folding her arms across her chest. “So what? Lucas is Elaine’s husband. Even if he’s been harsh, he’s never publicly humiliated her. What makes you think he’ll side with you now?”Ayla only chuckled darkl
The echo of Elaine’s slap still reverberated through the living room, hanging heavy in the stunned silence.Ayla cradled her reddening cheek, her breath caught in her throat, tears brimming in her wide eyes. The delicate, pitiful facade she wore like a second skin began to crack, but before anyone c
Elaine cradled the phone between her shoulder and ear. The doctor’s voice crackled softly through the line.“I’m sorry, Luna Elaine. We’ve searched every archive, every backup. There’s nothing.”“Gone?” she repeated, her voice quiet, almost amused.“Yes,” the doctor said, his worry tangible. “All we
The night pressed heavy against the tall windows of Lucas’s villa, shadows slanting across the marble floors like silent scars. Ayla sat perched beside him on the velvet couch, a damp towel folded carefully in her delicate hands.Lucas leaned back, eyes closed, exhaustion dragging at his bones. The
“I got this for you, in case you needed it.” He handed the bag to her, and Elaine gently took it from her. When she peered inside, she saw some feminine hygiene products, a small bottle of over the counter pain medication, and a few truffles.For a moment, Elaine was confused, Then she remembered sh
Elaine stepped out of the summit hall, the night air crisp against her flushed skin. Each breath burned in her chest, sharp and fleeting, like her life was already fading into the wind. Her steps were careful as she descended the stone steps, her fingers brushing along the cold railing for balance.