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The moment I saw Ryan’s name pop up in the new HR group chat for the final planning report, my anger increased multiplefold. I had been in a cranky mood because my mom wouldn’t stop bugging me about why he hasn’t been around lately.

My phone chimed with his suggestion that became suspicious the more I read it. I realized that it wasn’t about room assignments or planning talent night, which he claimed to be curious about; It was about me.

In anger, I just ignored him and threw my phone to the side before fixing other works I couldn’t finish in the office during the day.

The next day at work, he walked into the conference room like he owned a seat at the table. Even though Nicholas had removed him from the logistics team a few days ago, he still sat with us and beside me, to be precise.

Previously, the HR had merged all planning groups for the final coordination phase before the getaway, and apparently that was enough of a loophole for Ryan to wedge himself back into the team from whic
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  • GUILTY DEVOTION   The Wind

    The second letter didn’t come in the mail. It appeared on her desk the same way the first one had.Cassie stared at it, the crisp cream envelope stark against the scratched wood of her dorm desk. She hadn’t heard a knock or seen anyone slip it under the door. It was just there when she came back from her afternoon class, like it had been waiting for her all along.Her fingers trembled as she picked it up. Inside, on a single sheet of paper, neat handwriting sprawled in dark blue ink:He still loves you. Come home when you’re ready. I’ll help you.And at the bottom, only a single initial. N.Cassie’s breath caught in her throat. Nicholas. It had to be Nicholas or someone who wanted her to believe it was him. But the message felt like him.For weeks, she’d been drowning, convinced she was invisible, cut off, erased. And now here was proof someone saw her, and someone knew her current state.She pressed the letter to her chest, eyes shut, as a strange, shaky hope lit inside her. However,

  • GUILTY DEVOTION   Watched

    The waiting room smelled faintly of disinfectant and mint. Cassie sat stiffly in a chair, her fingers knotted together so tightly her knuckles ached. Around her, women leafed through magazines, some rubbing their bellies in quiet rhythm, others chatting with partners who leaned close to comfort them. The low hush of conversation should have been soothing. Instead, it pressed against her like a suffocating board, every laugh and whisper reminding her of what she didn’t have.Ryan sat beside her, legs spread comfortably, and phone in hand. He looked casual, almost proud, as though waiting for an interview he knew he’d ace. Every so often, he leaned back and adjusted his jacket, drawing glances from people nearby. He had that way of fitting into any room, of making himself look like he belonged. She hated it.When the nurse finally called her name, Ryan jumped up first. “That’s us.” He said it smoothly, loudly enough for others to hear. Us.As though they were a pair, as though the baby

  • GUILTY DEVOTION   Away

    The house no longer felt like the warm home she was used to. It felt like a cage.Cassie moved through the hallway slowly with her broken body. Every step echoed in her ears; each sound felt like a reminder that she was walking toward an ending she hadn’t chosen. The suitcases leaned against her bedroom door like unwelcome guests.Her clothes were folded neatly by the housemaid at her mother’s orders, and they sat in stacks, ready to be stuffed into bags that would soon carry her far away.She traced her hand across the bookshelf. Her fingers brushed over novels Nicholas had once recommended to her and notes she had scribbled in the margins. She paused when she saw a sticky note tucked into one of the books, a silly reminder from him: “Don’t stay up too late reading. Coffee can’t save you forever.”Her throat tightened as she choked back on the tears. For a fleeting moment, she thought about calling him. Just to hear his voice, even if it was only once more before she disappeared. Jus

  • GUILTY DEVOTION   Ashamed

    The air in Victoria’s living room was stiff, almost too quiet for comfort. The clock ticked against the wall, each sound sharp enough to cut through the silence that clung to the furniture, the decor, and even the faint scent of the lavender candle she had lit earlier in the day.Cassie sat on the edge of the couch, her palms sweating and heart beating in uneven bursts, while Ryan leaned casually against the armrest, a little too relaxed for someone who had just detonated a bomb.Victoria stood by the window, one hand pressed tightly against the curtain as though she needed something solid to anchor herself. Her eyes were extremely sharp, heavy, and void of expression. They moved from Ryan to Cassie and back again.When she finally spoke, her voice was low and tight, as though each word scraped her throat raw.“Pregnant?” she repeated, the single word trembling with disbelief. She turned fully now, her posture rigid. “Ryan says you’re pregnant? And he..” She jabbed a finger toward him

  • GUILTY DEVOTION   The Past and Present

    Genevieve’s POVIt had been too easy. Men always were. You just had to know which strings to pull and which old ghosts to resurrect. Nicholas was no exception, even if he pretended otherwise.The trick wasn’t in winning him back. I’d lost him long ago when my own games turned on me. The trick now was in making sure no one else had him either. Especially not the one he held so dear, Cassie Montgomery.The wide-eyed little girl who reminded me so much of Victoria, especially in her university days. She was grown and daring enough to think she could stand where I once stood. I’d heard the whispers, seen the way Nicholas softened around her. And when I finally confirmed it? Oh, it was delicious to the point where I was so jealous, I wouldn’t lie.But she was still young, fragile, and breakable. So, breaking her would hurt Nicholas more than anything I could ever do directly, which makes her the perfect weapon for my plan.That’s why I called Ryan.He’d been floundering since Cassie cut hi

  • GUILTY DEVOTION   Shattered

    I had never been good at hiding secrets, but this one sat inside me like a ticking bomb because I dared not spill it except I wanted my head rolling on the floor. Every morning I woke up, my hand went to my stomach as if to remind myself that it wasn’t a nightmare, that there really was a tiny life growing there. Nicholas’s life. My life and our life.And yet, the last thing I could do was tell my mother. Not when she still moved around the house like a typhoon waiting to take over the entire city.She had stopped ignoring me, but we weren’t us again. Her words came in clipped instructions, her gestures deliberate. The love was there with the tiny gestures like dinner cooked, laundry folded, and the occasional blanket tugged over me when I fell asleep on the couch, but it was silent love, unspoken, and very fragile.One afternoon, she appeared at the dining table where I was pushing food around my plate.“Cassandra,” she said, her voice firm but not unkind. She would only call me that

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