Clarissa sat stiffly on a couch in the middle of the living room at her elder sister Sophia's house.Her arms were tightly folded across her chest, and her eyes were fixed on the floor as she seethed with anger and fraustration.Sophia watched her younger sister with a furrowed brow, concern etched on her face as she tried to find the right words to soothe her."Clary," Sophia called out, her voice a gentle whisper. Clarissa shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. "No," she whispered in a broken voice.Sophia's eyes softened, and she reached out to gently touch Clarissa's arm. "Everything is going to be alright, trust me," she said, her tone filled with warmth and empathy."Clary," Sophia called out again, watching as Clarissa's tears spilled down her cheeks.Clarissa shook her head, wiping away the tears with a delicate handkerchief. "No," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.Sophia waited patiently, her heart aching for her younger sister. Finally, Clarissa spoke again,

The old woman picked up the teacup delicately from the saucer on the table and blew a soft breath over the surface of the liquid before taking a sip, exhaling contentedly. "è perfetta (It's perfect)," she said, noticing the surprise on Camilla's face."Don't be surprised," Harriet chuckled, placing the teacup on the table. "That's the only Italian word I know." Camilla nodded, a small smile tugging at her lips.After a brief pause, Harriet asked, "How are you feeling?" Camilla's response was hesitant and noncommittal as she shrugged her shoulders. "Umm...fine I guess..." she said, causing Harriet to lean forward with concern.After a pause, Harriet spoke again, her tone gentle yet firm. "No, you're not," she said, sensing that there was more to Camilla's emotional state than she was letting on.Camilla's eyes fell to the ground, her throat feeling tight as she struggled to find the words.Finally, she forced out the truth. "I and Alexander lied about being in a relationship," she sai

Alexander stood in front of the bathroom mirror, a towel draped over his neck. He let out a heavy sigh, rubbing his face with his hands in an attempt to shake off the exhaustion he felt. He knew it wasn't caused by physical labor but rather his mind running wild, unable to settle.As he stared at his reflection, his thoughts drifted back to a previous moment in time.•••••~Flashback•••••~Alexander pushed open the door to Camilla's hospital ward and found his mother and younger sister standing in tense silence. He stepped inside, casting a quick glance at his sister who avoided eye contact. Then, he turned to his mother."Mom... what are you doing here?" he asked cautiously, feeling a sense of apprehension as he looked at her.His mother's brows furrowed in irritation. "What sort of question is that? Were you two planning on getting rid of my grandchild without even telling anyone?!" she demanded, her tone sharp. It was then that Alexander realized Isabel had spilled the beans.He l

The only source of illumination in a dark room was a dim blue glow emanating from the television screen, while the eerie stillness was only broken by the echoing voice of the brunette reporter."Thanks for joining us for the latest news, but now it's time to switch gears and talk about the latest in entertainment and fashion.""Joining us now is my colleague Jane, who has all the scoop on the hottest trends and celebrity news." The reporter announced."Thanks, Laura," Jane acknowledged before taking the lead, "Good evening, everyone. I'm Jane Brooker, and I'm thrilled to be here to share some sizzling updates on the latest celebrity news and hottest trends with you today."Kicking off the segment with an intriguing scoop, Jane began, "As they say, all's fair in love and war. And in the world of Hollywood's favorite couple, Taylor Jones and Ben Johnson, it seems like things might not be as picture-perfect as they appear.""Earlier this week, a disturbing video surfaced online, capturin

Clarissa's chest heaved with a deep, shaky breath as she again clutched Reynold's hand tightly."Reynold, please, think about the kids. How will they feel when they find out about this?" Her voice quavered with pain."I've endured this long for them, but if we keep going like this, they'll eventually notice the changes between us. It's better this way," Reynold explained calmly, though his eyes belied the turmoil he felt inside.Clarissa shook her head, the sorrow and desperation in her eyes palpable."No, it's not," she declared firmly, refusing to accept his reasoning."How can you say that it's better for us to separate? It will shatter them," she implored."I know," Reynold said, his voice soft and soothing, "but they will heal with time."Clarissa's voice trembled with emotion as she asked, "What about me, Reynold? Don't I matter in all of this?"She was desperate for some reassurance that he still cared for her, that he still wanted to be with her.Reynold hesitated before answe