MasukThe 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
Darvan heaved heavily while Justin inhaled deeply, watching his friend, who looked both confused and devastated. Without a word, he observed as Darvan disappeared into one of the rooms, the door slamming shut with a loud bang. "Why don’t you just break my door while you’re at it?" Justin called af
Darvan left Cassia’s place, speechless at what she had said. As he drove through the dim, silent night, his mind was full of regret, guilt, and confusion. Each thought did nothing but worsen his state of mind. How could she still be so cold toward him? His thoughts consumed him so completely that h
The bar was dim and quiet, a place for people trying to escape their troubles. Darvan sat alone at a corner table, his fingers slowly tracing the rim of his whiskey glass. The golden liquid swirled under the soft light as he tilted it, but his mind was elsewhere, lost in memories he wished he could
Stacy’s laughter died in her throat, replaced by a heavy silence. Her eyes widened as she searched Darvan’s face for any sign that this was a cruel joke, a test, anything but the truth. But his expression remained the same, cold. The man she once thought would always be by her side now looked at her







