FAZER LOGIN“What is it?” I asked, watching him closely as something in his expression shifted. He dragged in a breath like the words were stuck somewhere deep inside him, refusing to come out.“I don’t know how to say this, Cali,” he said quietly. “I feel guilty for everything, so I just don’t know how to say it.”I tilted my head slightly, trying to lighten whatever weight he was carrying. “Come on. You’re not a coward. And if anything happened, remember I’m always here.”“Yeah, that’s the problem,” he replied, his voice tightening. “I failed you, Cali. I failed you.”I frowned at that, genuinely confused. “You’ve never failed me,” I said without hesitation, because I couldn’t recall a single moment where he had let me down. Not really. Not in any way that mattered.Well, except one thing.The one thing I never allowed myself to dwell on for too long.He only ever saw me as a friend.But even that wasn’t something I could hold against him. Feelings don’t come on command, and he never pretended
BRYANToday started like any other day, with me wanting nothing more than to stay at home and avoid the world. The comfort of my apartment, the quiet hum of the city outside, and the thought of doing nothing at all called to me like a warm blanket. But life rarely gives us what we want. Work, relentless and insistent, pulled me out of my comfort zone. I got dressed, fought the usual morning lethargy, and headed to the office.As soon as I walked in, I immediately noticed a problem. My personal assistant had already informed me she wouldn’t be coming in today. That wouldn’t have been such an issue if I could rely on her to at least leave me some guidance or help me prioritize my tasks, but the tone of her message suggested she was completely unavailable. I realized I was on my own.At that moment, a sense of frustration started creeping in. I considered calling Cali. Just a quick check-in, maybe even asking for her advice. But then I remembered the conversation we had just a few days ag
RACHELThe silence in my room feels wrong.Not peaceful. Not calm. Just heavy.I sit at the edge of the bed, my phone lying beside me, the screen still glowing faintly like it is reminding me that none of this was a dream. I have read the message more times than I should have, but it still does not feel real. It just sits there, cold and certain, like it knows something I do not.I press my lips together and look away.Thinking about it again will not change anything.But not thinking about it is impossible.I let out a slow breath and rub my hands together, trying to steady myself. My fingers feel cold, even though the room is not.I need to think clearly.Not as a mother.Not as someone who is afraid.But as someone who has no choice but to handle this.Whoever sent that message did not do it by accident. That much is obvious. They chose their words carefully. They knew exactly what to say and how to say it.And worst of all, they knew me.Not just my name.They knew enough to shake
CALIBy the time I got to the venue, my heart was already beating a little faster than normal. I told myself it was nothing, just the stress from earlier, just the strange mood the day had started with. But deep down, I knew it wasn’t only that.The moment I stepped into the café, my eyes found him almost immediately.Steve was already there.Seated like he had all the time in the world, relaxed, composed, and somehow still managing to stand out without even trying. There was something about him that hadn’t changed at all. That calm presence, that quiet confidence. He looked… perfect. Almost like a charming prince waiting patiently, like he knew I would come.For a brief second, I just stood there, watching him.It was strange how different he was from Bryan. Bryan always carried this edge, this energy like he didn’t care about anything, even when he clearly did. Steve was the complete opposite. Calm. Soft. Effortless.I snapped out of it and walked toward him.The moment he saw me, h
CLARAI stood by the hallway, pretending to be occupied with nothing in particular, but my eyes were fixed on her retreating figure. I watched carefully until she completely disappeared from sight before I allowed myself to move. My heart was already beating faster than normal, not out of fear exactly, but out of anticipation.This was the moment I had been waiting for.Ever since Mr Bryan went missing, everything in the house had changed. His room had been locked, sealed off like it held secrets no one was allowed to touch. I had tried, more than once, to get inside, but there was always someone around, always something stopping me. It had been frustrating, knowing what I was here for and not being able to complete it.But now he was back.And with him back, the room was no longer completely out of reach.I moved forward quickly but carefully, making sure my steps were light against the floor. The mansion was quiet, but not quiet enough for careless mistakes. One wrong sound, one wro
CALIToday felt like one of those days that dragged endlessly without anything meaningful happening. From the moment I woke up, everything had felt off. The house was quiet, but not the peaceful kind of quiet. It was the kind that made you uncomfortable, like something was wrong but you couldn't quite place it.Mum's behaviour wasn't helping either. She had been acting strange all morning, moving around the house with this distant look in her eyes. She barely spoke, and when she did, it felt forced, like she was trying to hide something or hold herself together. Watching her like that unsettled me more than I wanted to admit.I kept asking myself what I had done wrong. Had I said something I shouldn't have. Did I miss something important. Nothing made sense, and the more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became.I finally gave up trying to figure it out and decided to go to my room. Maybe sleep would help. Maybe if I just shut my eyes for a while, everything would feel less he
CALII woke up feeling so good and refreshed that for a moment I forgot where I was. My body felt lighter, steadier, like something heavy had finally loosened its grip on me. I didn't need a soothsayer or a doctor hovering over my head to tell me I was recovering; I could feel it in the way my ches
Bryan My car pulled out and i enterd the house followed but my friends. Jason seem to be the happiest person there, it has been long since he last saw Nina,and I think he has an eye on one of my maid. "Bryan" Hindley called and I stopped on my track. "what" is asked " isn't Mrs
CALI“So… how was yesterday’s party?” Bethel asked casually.I dabbed my skin with the smaller towel, avoiding her eyes. The memory still felt too close too loud. I smiled, light and careful, as if nothing lingered beneath it..“Wait—don’t tell me,” she said suddenly, her voice tightening. She knew
𝐶𝐴𝐿𝐼“Go and get some rest,” he said, his voice calm, but my skin prickled under the weight of his gaze. I bolted to my room—just a stone’s throw away—my heart hammering in my chest. The door clicked shut behind me as I ran to the bathroom, letting the hot water burn away the traces of him… tho







