LOGINThe soft hum of the engine filled the narrow space like a distant echo from a dream that had not fully released her yet. Naomi stirred slowly beneath the soft blanket covering her body. Her head still felt heavy, her throat dry, and every breath felt like waking after a long illness. It took several
In the end, Lydia gave a faint smile. “No. Of course not.”“Let’s move,” Cale said flatly.They left the suite at a brisk pace. The hotel corridor looked calm, too calm, with thick carpet swallowing the sound of footsteps and warm yellow lights making everything appear normal. Yet that very stillnes
Three knocks sounded at the suite door, soft but clear enough to cut through the tension hanging in the air. No one moved for a fraction of a second. It was as if the entire room had stopped breathing together.Lydia, standing near the table, instinctively turned toward the door. Her fingers were gr
Don Falcon’s office occupied the highest floor of the mansion, overlooking a stretch of city that seemed small beneath the vast glass windows. But that morning, no one in the room dared appreciate the view. The air felt heavy, dense with pressure that came entirely from the man seated behind the gle
“Not if it’s treated immediately.” The doctor looked at Cale calmly. “But she needs complete rest. No stress, no fear, and she must not be left alone.”Lydia raised a brow. “That last part sounds important.”Dr. Weber took out fever medication and wrote an additional prescription. “I’ll give her an
The hotel room door flew open harder than usual. Fast footsteps entered the main suite, followed by a rush of cold air from the hallway before the door could close again.Cale came in first, still wearing the same suit he had left in that morning. His face was unreadable, but the tight line of his j
“I have,” he replied quietly. “Arsen just handed it to me.”Silence lingered on the other end, followed by a long, weary sigh. “I know this must be hard for you.”Daven glanced down at the invitation in his hand, a bitter smile tugging at his lips. “Hard? It feels… like getting a death notice from m
The days after the surgery stretched long, but they were filled with color. Althea took turns watching over Josh. When she needed rest, Chase or Daven would step in. Sometimes Felicia came to bring a bit of cheer, and Kate—though still recovering from the donor procedure, insisted on visiting her gr
“I didn’t expect you’d be leaving so soon,” Kate said softly, her expression wistful as her eyes lingered on Althea—then shifted toward Josh, who was chatting with Daven not far away.“Please come visit Mighatan often, Althea,” she added, her voice tinged with quiet hope, as though she was afraid he
That morning, the sky over Mighatan was a dull shade of gray as Chase’s black car rolled to a stop in front of the towering Callister Group building. The air was sharp and cold, but the heaviness in his chest had nothing to do with the weather—it came from the thoughts that had weighed on him for th







