Mag-log inThe moment Elara stepped out and the front door gently clicked shut, Cassia turned to Darvan with a thoughtful expression. "Do you think I was too harsh with my decision to destroy the Sinclair?" she asked, her voice calm but uncertain. Darvan didn’t hesitate. "No. It was perfect... They once dest
Like the days before, Darvan showed up at the mansion again. This time, he was holding a single lily. Cassia opened the door, arching an eyebrow. "You and these flowers..." she muttered, rolling her eyes, but still, she reached out and took it from him. "Don’t tell me you’re doing all this becaus
When they arrived at the mansion, it was exactly what everyone expected and more. Grand? No. Magnificent. The kind of place that made you stop at the gates just to take it all in. Cassia stood still for a moment, staring at the building a second too long. Of course, it was one of Master Elara Voss
Weeks passed slowly, and Cassia still hadn’t opened her eyes. Her condition remained unchanged, and despite the doctors’ efforts, there was no sign of improvement. What surprised Darvan most wasn’t just the silence, it was who kept showing up. His uncle, Martinez, had begun visiting more frequently
In Darvan’s ward, silence filled the room. Fredrick and Justin had gone to get food, leaving him alone. He stared at the ceiling, one hand on his chest, the other resting at his side. "I thought I lost her," he whispered, remembering the moment he was fortunate enough to see Cassia being wheeled i
Moments later, the forensic cleaners arrived and Liam left the scene heading straight to Cassia's firm, where he found Mira just about to leave, looking utterly exhausted. "You're still here?" he asked. "I had a lot to do. Mostly because Miss Sterling didn’t show up," she muttered, yawning. "I ne
The silence went on for a few seconds before Cassia exhaled, gripping her phone tightly, as if rethinking her decision. "Are you sure about this?" Nora asked calmly, but Cassia could sense the concern in it. She knew Nora didn’t want her to make a choice she’d regret. "Yes," she confirmed. There
After leaving Nora's place and arriving at her designated workspace, Cassia sat at her desk, fingers hovering over her phone. The search history was still there. Claudine Voss. "I'll leave you for now," Mathew said. She nodded absentmindedly, watching him as he walked away. Her eyes returned to
"Meet Cassia Sterlings," Nora introduced gently. "A promising young designer." Cassia gave a respectful bow, though her mind was filled with confusion. Clarissa hesitated before nodding, her gaze lingering on Cassia a moment too long. Nora, however, skillfully diverted the conversation, ensuring
Cassia stood in the middle of her room, staring at the neatly packed suitcase on her bed. Tomorrow, she would be leaving for an entirely new journey, and she needed to make sure she was fully prepared. She moved toward her closet, pulling out the last few items she might need. A few more outfits,







