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This was not how Cassienne planned things to go at all. She had come here with only one hope—to see her mother, to reassure her, and to return quietly. She was never expecting the doctor to talk about discharge. She was never expecting her mother to talk about coming home. And she was never prepared for the heavy truth that now sat on her chest. How was she supposed to explain her divorce? Or rather… how was she supposed to explain that there was no marriage anymore? Yes, she was happy. Truly happy. Her mother getting better was the one prayer that never left her lips. It was the wish she whispered every night before sleep. It was the reason she stayed strong for so long. But why did it have to come with this complication? Why did her mother want to spend a whole month in their house? Cassienne felt like she was standing at the edge of a cliff, smiling on the outside while panic slowly ate her up inside. As Dreston continued to engage Emily in warm conversation, laughing light

Azura was one of the most active players online. Everyone knew him. He logged in almost every day, sometimes for hours, sometimes all night. His name carried weight in the gaming community. His win records were impressive, and many new players looked up to him. Some feared him. Others admired him. But there was one name that always changed the game. NULLWRAITH. Anytime NULLWRAITH appeared online, the entire game atmosphere shifted. Strategies failed. Strong players panicked. Confident players made careless mistakes. And Azura? Azura always lost. That was exactly what was happening right now. Cassienne leaned back against her gaming chair, one leg folded under her, the glow from the screen reflecting softly on her face. Her fingers were relaxed now. The match was over. She had already won. Again. The chat box was exploding with messages that caused confusion, shock, and arguments Cassienne scanned through the comments, her lips curling into a slow smile. This was the part

The hall was dead silent now. No one moved, no one dared to lift their head. The air felt heavy, the tension was high. Everyone avoided Cassienne’s eyes, their heads bowed low, pretending to be very busy with their desks and screens. Cassienne stood calmly at the center of the hall, her posture straight, her arms folded across her chest. Her face showed no anger, but her silence alone was terrifying. “We are waiting, Nate,” Cassienne said quietly, but her voice carried authority. “Tell us exactly what you saw.” Nate swallowed hard. She couldn’t speak. Her eyes were fixed on the shiny marble floor beneath her feet, as if it had suddenly become the most interesting thing in the world. Her fingers trembled slightly at her sides. Just minutes ago, she had been smiling, talking loudly, enjoying the attention. Now, her confidence had vanished completely. No words came out of her mouth. The silence stretched again. But the sound of a door opening broke the silence. Everyone turned the

Dreston was the kind of man who never showed his happiness, even when he truly felt it. At most, a small smile might appear on his lips, brief and controlled. Most people described him as cold, distant, and hard to read. He doesn't talk much. But when he chose to speak, his words often surprised people. They carried weight. Authority and so much meaning. Since his divorce from Cassienne, a lot had changed in his life. Even Dreston could not fully explain it. It felt as if something important was missing, like a piece of him had been taken away and never returned. No matter how busy he became or how successful he was, the emptiness inside him remained. Loving Tina was never a question. It was something he had grown up with, something that felt like duty—like a promise he could not afford to break. He kept telling himself that he loved her. He repeated it often, hoping the words would eventually feel real. Yet, deep inside, he felt empty. After confronting Tina earlier this mor

The first time Tina saw Dreston, she was still a little girl. Even at that young age, something about him caught her attention. He was handsome, confident, and different from the other boys. Tina liked him instantly. He was the type of boy she wanted to play with. Even as a child, she knew she loved him. But that first moment also came with something else. Dreston was not alone. He was playing with another little girl. And that little girl was Cassienne. Tina didn’t like it. Not one bit. She didn’t understand why the boy she liked was laughing, smiling, and sharing his time with another girl. Jealousy grew in her heart that very day. It was childish, but it was real. From that moment on, Tina decided something in her mind. Dreston was hers. Years passed. Fate brought Tina and Cassienne together again in high school. Tina saw it as destiny. This time, instead of rivals, they became best friends. Cassienne trusted Tina completely. As a matter of fact, Cassienne loved her deepl