LOGINThe moment Elara stepped out and the front door gently clicked shut, Cassia turned to Darvan with a thoughtful expression. "Do you think I was too harsh with my decision to destroy the Sinclair?" she asked, her voice calm but uncertain. Darvan didn’t hesitate. "No. It was perfect... They once dest
Like the days before, Darvan showed up at the mansion again. This time, he was holding a single lily. Cassia opened the door, arching an eyebrow. "You and these flowers..." she muttered, rolling her eyes, but still, she reached out and took it from him. "Don’t tell me you’re doing all this becaus
When they arrived at the mansion, it was exactly what everyone expected and more. Grand? No. Magnificent. The kind of place that made you stop at the gates just to take it all in. Cassia stood still for a moment, staring at the building a second too long. Of course, it was one of Master Elara Voss
Weeks passed slowly, and Cassia still hadn’t opened her eyes. Her condition remained unchanged, and despite the doctors’ efforts, there was no sign of improvement. What surprised Darvan most wasn’t just the silence, it was who kept showing up. His uncle, Martinez, had begun visiting more frequently
In Darvan’s ward, silence filled the room. Fredrick and Justin had gone to get food, leaving him alone. He stared at the ceiling, one hand on his chest, the other resting at his side. "I thought I lost her," he whispered, remembering the moment he was fortunate enough to see Cassia being wheeled i
Moments later, the forensic cleaners arrived and Liam left the scene heading straight to Cassia's firm, where he found Mira just about to leave, looking utterly exhausted. "You're still here?" he asked. "I had a lot to do. Mostly because Miss Sterling didn’t show up," she muttered, yawning. "I ne
Cassia’s friends paced restlessly around the living room. They had knocked on her door several times, hoping she would come out so they could head out together like they used to, or at the very least, eat something. But ever since she had returned, her face pale and her voice trembling after reveali
Aurora arrived at Mrs. Sinclair’s estate shortly after leaving Darvan’s place. Without wasting a moment, she pushed open the grand front door and stepped inside. She already knew where to find her aunt. If not the balcony, then the study. Today, it was the study. Aurora knocked lightly, but didn’
At Darvan’s apartment, all the windows and curtains were closed, casting the entire house in darkness, even though it was noon. In the dim room, Darvan sat alone on the couch. Empty bottles of alcohol were scattered across the table in front of him. A half-empty bottle of whiskey rested beside him,
Mrs. Sinclair stepped into her house with an angry glare. She pushed the door shut with so much force that it echoed through the hallway. A maid who happened to be passing by froze for a second, then quickly hurried out of sight. Mrs. Sinclair didn’t even notice her. She stormed straight to her roo







