LOGINThe afternoon was quiet inside the mansion.Emily was in her room, folding the clothes she had washed earlier. Her face looked calm, but her heart was still thinking about what happened at the market. She kept remembering Gabriel’s words.“I still love you.”She felt tired just thinking about it.She had said what she needed to say. She had walked away. That should be the end.But she did not know that something else was already moving.Tessa was downstairs in the living room when her phone buzzed. She picked it up lazily, not expecting anything serious.It was a message from one of her friends.“Hey, I just saw something strange at the market today.”Tessa frowned.“What?” she typed back.“Isn’t Gabriel your boyfriend?”Her heart skipped.“Yes. Why?”“I saw him with that girl from your house. Emily. They were very close. It looked like she was trying to kiss him.”Tessa froze.Her fingers went cold.“What are you saying?” she typed quickly.“I’m serious. They were standing close. Peo
The next morning was bright and clear.Emily woke up early. Her eyes still felt heavy from the night before, but her heart was calmer. She remembered Harrison’s words.You deserve someone who sees you.She held onto that sentence like something precious.After washing her face and dressing simply, she went downstairs. The house was quiet. Harrison had already left for work. Tessa was still in her room.Emily decided to go to the market. The kitchen needed fresh vegetables, and she wanted some air. She needed to clear her thoughts.She picked up her small bag and left the mansion quietly.The market was busy and noisy. People were shouting prices. Children were running around. The smell of fruits and spices filled the air.Emily liked the market. It felt alive. It helped her forget heavy thoughts.She walked slowly between the stalls, looking at tomatoes, peppers, and fresh bread. She greeted some sellers politely.“Good morning.”“Good morning, dear.”She forced small smiles.After bu
The house was very quiet that evening.The sky outside was turning orange and pink. The sun was going down slowly. The big Grey mansion felt calm, but inside Emily’s heart, there was still a storm.She sat on the edge of her bed. Her notebook was open beside her, but she was not writing anymore. Her eyes were red. She had washed her face, but the sadness had not fully left her chest.She did not want anyone to see her like this.She heard a soft knock on her door.Her heart jumped.She quickly stood up and wiped her face again.“Yes?” she said softly.The door opened slowly.It was Harrison.He stood at the door, tall and calm as always. His face looked serious, but his eyes were gentle.“May I come in?” he asked quietly.Emily lowered her head a little.“Yes, sir.”He stepped inside and closed the door gently behind him. He did not walk too close. He gave her space.He looked at her carefully.“You did not come down for dinner,” he said in a calm voice. “Are you feeling sick again?”
The afternoon sun filtered through the curtains, casting soft golden lines across Tessa’s room. Emily stayed in the hallway, pretending to be busy with a small stack of papers she had brought from the study. She hadn’t meant to eavesdrop, but the laughter from inside Tessa’s room caught her off guard.Gabriel’s voice rang clearly. “You’re so dramatic, Tessa! You always make everything funnier than it is!”Tessa laughed, tossing her hair back with an easy smile. “I know! But you love it, admit it!”Emily’s chest tightened. The sound of Gabriel’s laughter was familiar, comforting once—but now it cut like glass. She remembered sitting in the same hallway years ago, listening to him laugh with her, whispering, “I love you so much, Emily. You’re the only one I want.”The memories hit her like waves. She had trusted him. She had believed him. And now, hearing his laughter in Tessa’s room, she felt that same ache of betrayal rise inside her chest.She tried to steady herself. She told hersel
The morning sunlight spilled softly into the Grey mansion, painting the walls a gentle gold. Emily sat by the window in the breakfast nook, a small cup of tea in her hands. The warmth of the mug seeped into her fingers, but it did little to ease the strange, fluttering feeling in her chest. She didn’t understand it, but she knew something inside her was changing.Harrison was already in the kitchen, quietly making coffee. He moved with calm, measured steps, as if he owned the place and yet cared not to disturb anyone. Emily watched him from her seat, her eyes tracing the lines of his strong shoulders, the way his hair fell slightly over his forehead. She quickly looked away, shaking her head.“Good morning,” he said softly, glancing at her. His deep voice made her chest skip a beat.“Good morning, sir,” Emily replied, her voice barely above a whisper. She hated how nervous she felt around him sometimes. It was not like she had never met men before, but Harrison… he was different.He s
The mansion felt unusually quiet that evening. The soft glow from the chandeliers in the dining hall reflected off the polished wooden floor, making the room look warm and welcoming. For once, the tension that often filled the house seemed to be held back, like the calm before a storm.Harrison had decided that tonight, everyone would sit together for dinner. It was simple, nothing fancy—just a family meal. He wanted peace. He wanted to show Emily that she could feel safe here, even amidst all the chaos of his complicated life.Emily sat at the long table, her hands folded neatly on her lap. She was wearing a simple dress, nothing fancy, but she still looked elegant. She felt nervous. Her heart beat a little faster than usual, but she told herself to stay calm. Harrison was here. He would make everything feel okay.Across the table, Diana was seated, her posture perfect, her eyes sharp. She watched Emily carefully. She had dressed elegantly, hoping to make an impression on Harrison. B
The evening sun had just begun to disappear behind the city skyline, casting long shadows across the Grey mansion. Emily was sitting in the living room, trying to calm her restless mind. Her hands twisted in her lap, and she felt a strange mixture of emotions she couldn’t yet name. Something inside
The mansion was unusually quiet that morning. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, illuminating the polished floors and elegant furniture. But inside, the air was thick with tension. Emily moved slowly through the kitchen, carrying a small tray of tea for herself, careful not to bump into an
Tessa’s heels clicked sharply against the marble floor of Gabriel’s apartment building. She was wearing a tight red dress that showed off her figure, her long hair falling in waves over her shoulders. She looked confident, like a queen entering her territory. But inside, her heart was racing. She
It was a quiet afternoon at the Grey mansion, but Harrison’s mind was far from calm. He had just finished reviewing some reports when his phone buzzed. A text from a powerful businessman, Mr. Langford, appeared on the screen. Harrison opened it and read silently. “Dinner and business meetin







