تسجيل الدخول(Amara)ONE MONTH LATERA knock lands softly on my office door and I lift my gaze immediately.Nathan stands there.The moment our eyes meet, a smile spreads across his face as he walks inside.“You’ve been working too hard, Amara.” He shuts the door behind him. “Why not give yourself a little break?”A tired sigh leaves me as I gather the scattered files across my desk.“I have to finish this presentation,” I mutter. “You know how important this project is to me.”“Yes,” he drags the word knowingly. “I know exactly how important it is. Everyone feels like this when they’re given their first real project to prove themselves.”He pauses.Something softer settles into his expression.“But you shouldn’t let work consume you completely.” His brows furrow slightly. “You even left the house without having breakfast again.”I still.The words hit harder than they should.Because he’s right.For the past month, my life has become nothing but work. Endless files. Late nights. Cold coffee. Head
(Maya)Knowing I’m here with Amara is one thing.But watching this woman stand there and challenge Amara the second she returns home is another entirely.My eyes remain fixed on her face while she speaks. That same face flashes through my mind again. The hospital. That night. The woman who kept trying to stop Amara from getting close to her family. From even seeing Eleanor.It’s her.Grace.A quiet scoff leaves my lips as realization settles deeper inside me. Every rude comment. Every sharp look. Every attempt to belittle Amara.She doesn’t want her here.My eyes narrow slightly.Then her voice slices through the room again.“Will you be able to take responsibility if anything happens because of her?”The words hang heavily in the air.I almost laugh.What a clever way to try to get me thrown out.Unfortunately for her, I’m not that easy to remove.Before Amara can respond, I step forward and gently grab her wrist.She pauses immediately and turns toward me.I shake my head softly.“N
(Amara)“Aren’t you packing?”I drag another empty box across the floor while staring at Maya.“What?” Her brows pull together immediately as she walks toward me. “Why are we packing?”A sigh leaves me as I glance up at her.“We have to leave this building today.” I continue folding my clothes calmly into the box. “I’m no longer working as his PA, remember?”Her mouth parts open, but no words come out.I almost laugh at the look on her face.“This was bound to happen eventually,” I say lightly. “So don’t overthink it.”“Then why am I just hearing about it now?” she blurts out finally.I pause briefly before dropping the dress into the box.“Because I also just found out this morning.”I grab my phone from the bed and unlock it before turning the screen toward her.“The message came in today. See?”Her eyes scan through it while I run a tired hand through my hair.“That’s why we need to leave,” I say quietly. “We can’t stay here anymore.”“Jeez, Amara…” Her shoulders drop slowly. “Then
(Felix)“Felix.”The constable’s voice cuts through the silence in my cell.I lift my head slowly from the metal door just as he slides the key into the lock. The sharp clink of metal echoes through the hallway before the door finally creaks open.“You have a visitor.”A scoff leaves me immediately.So Amara finally came.The corner of my lips curls upward as I push myself to my feet. Of course she couldn’t keep me locked up in this place forever. No matter how angry she is, she would eventually come back to me.The officer escorts me down the narrow hallway, his boots echoing against the concrete floor while mine drag behind him.But the moment I step into the visiting room, my smile dies instantly.My chest tightens.“…Eleanor?”The name slips out of my mouth before I can stop it.She sits there elegantly, legs crossed, perfectly composed like she belongs everywhere she steps into. Even here.“We finally get to see each other,” she says softly, a smile touching her lips though it ne
(Maya)I arrive at the location Kelvin had sent to me and immediately step out of the car.The place is quiet.And the moment my feet hit the ground, my eyes land on him—kelvin—leaning casually against his car.Irritation rises inside me instantly.“What is it?” I ask sharply as I walk toward him. “Why did you ask me to come here?”Kelvin straightens slightly.“Investigation is already going on as we speak.”The words hit me so hard I stop mid-step.“What?”I stare at him in disbelief.“I thought you said you were going to handle it.”“Of course I said that,” he replies calmly. “But I can’t stop an investigation from happening, can I?”My chest tightens painfully.The cold fear I’ve been trying so hard to suppress all day suddenly comes rushing back.“So what happens now?” I ask quickly. “What if they find out the truth?”My voice hardens.“That we had a hand in Rayner’s accident?”My teeth clench tightly as I stare at him, waiting for an answer.Kelvin watches me for a second before
(Rayner)I stand there and watch Amara walk away.The moment the door closes behind her, something twists painfully inside my chest. My fingers curl tightly beside me as regret creeps in slowly.Why did you say that to her, Rayner?I shut my eyes briefly, dragging a hand down my face.You could have been softer.You didn’t have to be cruel just to make her leave.A hot sigh leaves my lips as frustration builds inside me. My thoughts won’t stop replaying the look on her face. The hurt in her eyes. The way her voice cracked even though she tried to hide it.Then suddenly, a sharp pain shoots through my head.“Fuck…” I groan under my breath, pressing my fingers against my temple as my body sinks back onto the bed.The memories rush back immediately no matter how hard I try to stop them.Amara standing there.Amara looking at me like I had broken something inside her.My jaw tightens.This is for the best.It has to be.I reach for my phone and dial the only person who needs to hear this.
(Amara)“Is this where you’re staying?” Maya asks, standing just inside the room. Her eyes move slowly around, taking in the modest space. “I thought you mentioned something about a five-star hotel or something.”Her words pull me back fully to the present. To this hotel. To this room. To the place
(Amara)Argh.A soft groan slips from my lips as my phone alarm beeps insistently. It’s crazy how, even now, I still haven’t learned how to ignore this damn thing. Half-asleep, I stretch a hand toward the bedside table to shut it off like I always do, but my fingers meet nothing.I frown.Slowly, m
(Amara)I scoff and turn back to my drink, deliberately ignoring his greeting. I’m not in the mood to talk. Not to anyone. Especially not to someone who looks like he wants to be friendly.I hear him sigh, unbothered by my coldness.“You seem to be alone. Mind if I join you?”The words hit somethin
(Felix)“Selina!”My voice crashes against the walls as I stride through the living room, anger boiling over with every step.I find her sprawled in one of the chairs like she owns the place. Her legs are propped casually on the table. One hand rubs slow circles over her stomach, the other lifts an







