I retrieved my old laptop, which had been stashed away at the bottom of my drawer, and attempted to power it up. I grinned when it still functioned. Before abandoning it, I had removed the password for quicker access.I immediately opened Gmail and checked my old accounts. I missed the days when I'd spend hours staring at this laptop screen, typing messages to Greel.Using this laptop, I used to enjoy accessing social media more than on my cellphone. Besides, exchanging messages on Gmail was more engaging than using social media accounts, especially during the era of celebrities' account hacking.As I scrolled through, my attention was arrested by a message from Greel. I blinked, placing a hand over my chest due to the sudden intensity of my heartbeat. I even swallowed hard. I couldn't recall ever leaving any unread messages from Greel. I had read and reread them all before storing this laptop away.Despite my racing heart and anxiety, I gathered the courage to open the message and pr

"You're kind of overreacting, girl. Just because Grantt knows about Greel's disappearance doesn't automatically make him the culprit, tsk," Sab commented after I shared the argument between Grantt and me."If it's not him, then who is it? Aren't these pieces of evidence enough for me to think that he might be the one responsible?""Shhh, slow down, darling. You're acting like an advanced detective, aren't you?""I'm not overthinking, Sabrina. Without these, do you think I'd be paranoid?""Did you base all of this on these clues, right? If so, why did you even bring me here if you already have hard evidence? Why didn't you just report it to the police?""Just to make sure...""See? After venting all your emotions to Grantt, you're still not sure if it's true, right?""Well, I just want to know the truth," I said, full of resentment. I couldn't help but be disappointed with her sarcasm."You're Grant's wife, you have a history with Greel, and he's his brother. What do you think he'll fe

"Breathe in, breathe out," Sab commanded, and I followed her lead. I leaned back and closed my eyes. "Do you want me to come to you?""No," I replied without hesitation.I'm well aware of the complexities of this woman's psyche. When she discovers that Wendy is here at our place, that woman won't leave without some emotional scars. She detests the GraWen love team, claiming it's just a byproduct of our seemingly pointless married life with Grantt."What's the good news you're referring to?" I inquired, attempting to shift the conversation.I remained in my car because I lacked the strength to drive myself. In this state of physical and emotional frailty, it's best not to let my feelings get the best of me, as the results might not be favorable."They simply used voice samples of Grantt and Greel to enhance the recording's authenticity. As for the pictures, they were taken in Gomez's Practice Room. They also utilized tools to make the altercation between the two appear more serious and

With nothing else to do, I decided to read Sab's books. She's a bookworm, so her mini-library was brimming with books.Now, I grasp the profound love that readers have for books. It's one of the ways to escape from reality.It's been almost a week, and I'm still at my friend's hideout. I have no immediate plans to return home, but the desire to resolve things with that guy lingers.However, it's not the right time, not yet. I'm not prepared to completely forget Greel. I still want to hold myself accountable for the wrong choices I made in the past. I'm determined not to repeat the same mistakes.My phone startled me when it rang. I reflexively glanced at the screen and saw Olga's caller ID. I hesitated briefly, contemplating whether to answer or not, but ultimately, I pressed the answer button. After all, she's not the one causing me pain."Hi, Yongsann! How are you?" she greeted me cheerfully. Based on her tone, it seemed she was oblivious to what transpired between Grantt and me.Th

"Turns out there's a party at Olga's. It's a welcome party for Tristan's sibling," he informed me as I left our room.He shot me a quick glance, clearly raising an eyebrow, most likely due to my outfit. I had deliberately chosen short shorts and a form-fitting v-line crop top, fully aware that he disapproved of such revealing attire.Judging by the emotions written on his face, I had successfully gotten on his nerves. I knew he wanted to tell me to change, but he was restraining himself."Okay, let's go," I said casually and headed out.We both stayed silent as we got into my car. I took the driver's seat since it was my car.I noticed him looking at my wrist. I was wearing the watch that Kenth had given me, not the bracelet from him. He knew that this watch was a gift from my best friend. I had purposely left his bracelet on our bed, hoping he would notice it when we returned.I drove swiftly but carefully. I couldn't bear the silence between us, so I turned on my music player. Their