Darvan's grip on the phone tightened as he continued watching the screen, his breathing slow and controlled. Had he always been right? Or was this, in some way, his fault? Did she get pregnant with his child, and because he stopped being intimate with her, she turned to Marc instead? He couldn't te
"We should eat before it gets cold," Darvan muttered, and Stacy nodded, taking her seat as he did the same. As they sat at the dining table, Stacy eagerly served Darvan his meal, a bright smile on her face as she placed the dishes before him. "I made all your favorites, including chicken soup," sh
Darvan thanked the doctor as he walked out of the hospital with Justin. The results were still vivid in his mind. Every memory with Stacy now felt like a lie. The late-night talks before they were even together, her gentle smile, her encouragement...everything had been fake. Justin walked silently
Cassia stared at him, surprised by her own words, but regret? No. She felt none. Darvan, still visibly stunned, drew in a breath. She was right. He had no right to expect her to care anymore. "You should go home... it's late," she muttered again. Darvan nodded but didn’t move toward her like he u
Mrs. Sinclair reached out, her fingers brushing lightly against Darvan’s arm. But he shifted away, creating space between them. "What were you and Martinez talking about just now?" he asked, both brows arching. Mrs. Sinclair opened her mouth to speak, but hesitated. “Where exactly did you hear it
Darvan remained in the driver’s seat, his forehead still pressed against the steering wheel, the truth continuing to haunt him. Just then, his phone buzzed beside him, vibrating insistently until he finally glanced over and picked it up. He sighed, pressed the answer button, and lifted the phone to
Fredrick and Marc arrived not long after, bringing the familiar noise that always followed them. Fredrick’s laughter echoed down the hallway before the door even opened, and Marc trailed behind him quietly. "Yo!" Fredrick called out, stepping in with open arms. "What’s up, you two? It’s been a whil
Cassia took a few slow steps toward the nun, stopping just in front of her. Her eyes searched the old woman’s face, as if trying to confirm what she had just heard. It didn’t feel real. Her heart was racing, and her mind was spinning. "Can you... tell me more about it?" Cassia asked, her voice soft
The 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
Liam was still standing there, frozen in disbelief. The air in the house was thick with the smell of blood and gunpowder. He glanced once more at the spot Cassia's body was before it was carried out by the unknown guy, and then down at Henry’s lifeless form. His heart beat faster, but his hands wer
"I… I had twins?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. "Yeah, " Doctor Naomi said softly. " You had twins." But Nora just stared at her. Her mouth stayed slightly open, and her eyes held disbelief...not because she didn’t trust the doctor’s words, but because everything now made painful, perfect
Henry stood upright, towering over Cassia. His hand reached down and snatched her phone from the floor where it had fallen. He looked at the screen, the corners of his lips lifting into a dark smirk. Cassia's heartbeat quickened. That was her chance...he was distracted. Without thinking twice, she