LOGIN(Rita)“You’re home late.”My aunt’s voice greets me the moment I step into the apartment.I nod once, kicking off my shoes into the corner.“Yeah. Had a few drinks with some friends.”“Friends?”Her eyebrows lift, and I don’t need her to explain why.Just a few years ago, I barely spoke to anyone. Even throughout university, I mostly kept to myself. So hearing me casually mention friends sounds unbelievable.My eyes widen.Well…I let out a quiet breath.“Aunt, I did have a friend back then, you know.” I roll my eyes.“Exactly,” she replies with a knowing smile. “A friend.”“And she has other friends.”“Hmmm.”“You don’t have to worry.” I walk farther into the living room. “I’m not the timid Rita everyone used to know anymore. Her friends aren’t going to bully me or anything.”I shrug.“She just invited all of us out because she’s leaving the country soon.”“Oh?” My aunt follows behind me, surprise flashing across her face.“Yeah.”I sink onto the couch and pull off my socks with a l
(Maya)“How’s it going?” I ask as I slide into Kelvin’s car. “Have you been able to find who posted it?”He shakes his head.“No.”“What?”My voice rises instantly.“How much longer do you need? You told me tracking an IP address would be easy. It’s been over three days, Kelvin, and you still haven’t found anything?”A dry laugh escapes me.“It’s usually easy,” he says. “But…”“But what?” I snap, running an irritated hand through my hair. “I don’t care how difficult it is. I need you to find whoever posted it. I want to know who’s behind all this.”He studies me for a moment before leaning back against his seat.“Why are you so desperate to find the poster?” he asks. “Shouldn’t you be celebrating? Whoever did this accomplished exactly what you’ve always wanted.”His lips curl.“They created a rift between Rayner and Amara.”“And why should I celebrate?”I scoff.“Someone else beat me to my own game, and you expect me to be happy?”My mind flashes back to the post.The picture. That pa
(Kelvin)My eyes stay glued to the screen, my fingers moving quickly across the keyboard while the words from earlier replay over and over in my head.A voice echoes in my mind.“This is the right time.”“Buy up the Sinclair Group’s stocks.”“Once you secure over thirty percent, you’ll have enough control to take back the Sinclair Hospitality Division… what rightfully belonged to your mother.”My jaw tightens.One purchase after another goes through.The numbers keep climbing.I can’t afford to miss this opportunity.The Sinclair stocks have fallen even further than expected. If I move fast enough, I can secure a significant stake before anyone realizes what’s happening.And when that happens…They’ll finally pay for everything they did to me.To my mother. My family.“Kelvin.”The voice slices straight through my thoughts.I freeze.My stomach drops.Rita.She’s walking toward me.“What are you doing?” she asks with a puzzled smile. “Didn’t you even notice I was standing here?”My pu
(Rita)“Did you hear? Sir Rayner’s former PA is actually the Roosevelts’ only daughter. And they were having an affair.”The whispers drift past me as I walk through the lobby.Every pair of eyes turns.Some stare. Some point. Some don’t even bother lowering their voices.They question. They judge. And gossip.I close my eyes for the briefest second.God…I never imagined there would come a day when I’d completely lose my composure at work.Without thinking twice, I march straight toward the group standing by the side.Before any of them can react, I snatch the phone from one woman’s hand and slam it onto the marble floor.The sharp crack echoes through the lobby.Gasps explode around us.Someone screams.Everyone freezes.But I don’t. I stare straight at the woman.“So,” I say calmly, “what was it you were saying again?”She storms toward me, shoving past the colleagues trying to stop her.“Did you just smash my phone?”“Yes.”I fold my arms.“And what exactly are you going to do abo
(Amara)I step into the living room beside Lillian.The moment we walk in, every conversation dies.Everyone freezes, their eyes snapping toward us as though we’ve interrupted something sacred.“Amara.” My mother walks toward us, her gaze moving between Lillian and me. “You and Lillian went out together?”“Not really,” Lillian answers before I can. “I actually ran into her at the hospital, so we decided to come back together.”My fingers curl tightly.Hospital.She said it so casually.As though I hadn’t specifically asked her not to mention where we’d met.Then, almost immediately, her eyes widen.She turns to me with an apologetic look.But it’s too late.The damage has already been done.Now they’ll ask questions.Now they’ll want answers I can’t give.“Hospital?” Mom repeats, confusion filling her voice. She quickly reaches for my hand. “Amara… what’s wrong? Are you sick? Is something happening?”I slowly pull my hand away.“No, Mom. I’m fine. You don’t have to worry.”“What do yo
(Stella)“No!”The scream tears out of me as I stare at the two bold lines on the test strip.“I’m pregnant.”Really pregnant.I drag both hands through my hair, my breathing growing uneven as panic crashes into me.“How could I?” I whisper.My fingers tremble.“How could I let this happen?”A thousand thoughts slam into my head all at once.Felix. Those nights. This baby.No.No, this cannot be happening!I begin pacing the bathroom, trying to steady my breathing.I have to find a way out of this.If Felix ever finds out I’m carrying his child…I stop walking.My stomach twists.Knowing how obsessed he is with having his own family, with having his own child, he’ll never let me go.Never.Before he finds out, I have to bury the truth.Cover it up.I’ve already started this lie.Now all I have to do is make it real.Slowly, I lift my head and stare at my reflection.A smile begins curling across my lips.“Sorry.”I let out a soft laugh.“But not sorry, Rayner.”This is all your fault.
(Rayner)“I had no other choice. She was getting in my way with Nathan.”My hand grips the steering wheel tighter as her words replay in my head, over and over again.Then another follows.“Besides, what’s so wrong in trying to help them get back together?”My blood boils.A sharp groan leaves me a
(Amara)I blink.And try to steady myself.What’s wrong?The dizziness hits again. Stronger.I stumble slightly.Felix’s hand grips me. “Are you okay? Amara, what’s wrong?”“I don’t know…” I press my fingers to my temple. “I feel a little dizzy.”“Should we go back to the room?”“No.” I shake my h
(Rayner)The day passes in a blur.One meeting bleeds into another, voices overlapping, numbers thrown around, decisions made. I respond where needed, nod when expected, speak when required.But none of it stays.Because every time I pause, even for a second, my mind drifts.To her desk.Empty.I s
(Amara)We settle into our rooms and it suddenly dawns on me.We’re really doing this.We’re here. Together. For this couple program.“Felix…” I say slowly, turning to face him.“Hmm.” He lifts his gaze to mine.For a moment, I say nothing. I just stare at him. The weight of everything sits heavy i







