(Emilia contd..)I continued to knock on Steven's door with growing anticipation, but there was no response. Panic began to set in as I realized he might not be inside or that he was deliberately avoiding me. I decided to call him using my phone, hoping he would answer, but it rang and rang, and there was no response.The sun was slowly sinking below the horizon, casting long shadows around the neighborhood. Steven's house felt isolated, with only a few nearby buildings, and my fear began to intensify. I couldn't imagine walking alone in the dark in this unfamiliar area.I sat down by the foot of his front door, exhaustion taking over me. Tears welled up in my eyes as I felt defeated and helpless. I had no other options, and I didn't know what to do next.I tried calling Steven's number again, but there was still no response. What had happened to him? Why was he not picking up his phone? The fear of being stranded alone in the dark was making my anxiety worse, and I couldn't stop the

(Emilia's pov)I woke up to the gentle chorus of birds outside, their melodious singing filling the room as the morning sun bathed everything in its warm glow. As I slowly shook off my drowsiness, I couldn't help but notice that something was amiss.The room around me felt unfamiliar at first, and for a moment, I couldn't quite place where I was. Then, it hit me like a lightning bolt, and my jaw practically hit the floor."Steven's room?" I whispered in disbelief, my eyes widening as I took in my surroundings.Slowly I raised the heavy duvet covering me as I noticed I had on only his shirt. My heart immediately began pounding against my chest as the memories of last night began creeping back.. "Can't you see that it's you? You're the one making me like this!" I remember it like it was said minutes ago. Those were my words although I didn't mean to blunt it out like that, it was too late, the damage had already been done as he smirked at me."You what?" he had asked as I covered my mo

(Demetria's pov)Slowly I stirred from my slumber, my eyes blinking sleepily as I slowly became aware of my surroundings. The room was softly lit by the gentle morning sun filtering through the curtains. It took me a moment to remember where I was, and as my consciousness fully returned, a contented smile curled at the corners of my lips.I'm wrapped in warmth and comfort, nestled against a solid, reassuring presence. I turn my head slightly, finding myself face to face with Raffaele. He's still in deep sleep, his features relaxed and peaceful. His dark hair is slightly tousled, and a few errant strands brush against his forehead.I can't help but admire the man beside me. His long lashes cast soft shadows on his cheeks, and the faintest trace of a smile plays on his lips. His breathing is slow and steady, matching the rhythm of my own heart. His strong arms, which have held me throughout the night, feel like a protective shield.My thoughts drift back to the whirlwind of events from

Georgiana, ever the gracious host, insisted on helping me prepare for the meeting with Raffaele's father. I hadn't brought any clothes with me, so she guided me to her room, where I could borrow something appropriate.Her room was elegant and well-organized, reflecting her refined taste. She opened her closet and started selecting a few outfit options for me. "Let's see," she murmured thoughtfully. "Something professional, yet not too formal."I watched her with gratitude as she chose a tasteful blouse and a pair of tailored slacks. "These should work nicely," she said, handing them to me."Thank you so much, Georgiana," I replied, feeling a sense of relief that she was there to help me in this unexpected situation.She offered me a comforting smile. "It's no trouble at all, dear. We women have to look out for each other, especially in times like these."I quickly changed into the outfit she had picked out, and she even offered some accessories to complete the look. As I looked at mys

The ride went quiet as I drove out of the hospital my blood boiling for some reason, rather than curling myself up I felt energized.Looked like I was preparing myself all this while for this. Or does this have anything to do with me suddenly seeing Rosa?The ride was eerily silent and I was thankful for it, different emotions going through my mind and beneath it all was an unexpected surge of anger.Felt like I was building a war against myself. I was suppressing a certain emotion within me and that was anger, I am angry at everything. So many things were upsetting me the more I thought about it but I was driving and was not alone so I repeatedly breathed in and calmed my nerves as I drove straight to my apartment.And surprisingly but very much expectedly they were media houses packed around. I wonder just how bored and jobless they have to be to be camping near my apartment complex."You can't continue driving towards them," Steven said "They don't recognize this car," I said driv