Fred poked the campfire with a stick, the embers glowing brighter. "You see, you’re not just defending Candace’s memory—you’re avenging her. You can’t bring her back, Nathan Reed, but you can damn well make sure no one forgets what happened. You’re like them, Nate. You're in this fight not to fix what’s already broken, but to make sure the people who did this... they get what’s coming to them." Nathan wiped his nose on his sleeve, still sniffling. "But what’s the point, Fred? It won’t bring her back. I’ll still be alone." Fred nodded, his eyes fixed on the fire. "That’s the harsh truth, isn’t it? Revenge won’t fill the void she left, and it won’t make the pain go away. But it’s something, Nate. It’s a purpose. And right now, that’s what you need. You need to fight because, without it, you’ll drown in this guilt, this loss."The last speech was followed by a momentary silence. Nathan tried so very hard to fight the memories of Candace away. Maybe that would help him recover. But the

Marcus and April sat beside Kamsi, offering her good company. The doctors said she was going to be fine and out of the hospital in a few days. She was a strong girl and the bullet did not cause much damage. “And no, I’m serious. Like, the series was so boring that I couldn’t finish it. Besides, I had so much work to do.” Explained Kamsi. “You definitely should try GOT. That series would be the best you’ve ever watched in your entire lifetime.” April suggested, smiling broadly. “GOT? What’s GOT?” Marcus and Kamsi asked simultaneously. April’s eyes dilated. “Oh come on. Do you guys even have a life outside work? Literally everyone knows GOT. Game Of Thrones.” “You know I um…” April’s voice softened. “When your brother was still here. I would force him to the theatre to watch Game Of Thrones with me. He hated it at first, and said it was all dragons and politics." April chuckled, a fond look crossing her face as she reminisced. "But after a few episodes, he got hooked. We bing

Cheng bar was the only bar in London where elites got together for private business talks. Luxurious leather booths, soft lighting, and a low murmur of conversation created the perfect atmosphere for solitude, making it the perfect setting for Vanessa and Megan's long-awaited meeting. The entrances to the bar were so discreet that people could enter and go without being detected. Vanessa was the first to arrive, dressed in her signature tasteful yet modest attire. She made her way to the booth she had rented after taking a thorough look around the space and observing everyone with her keen eyes. Sipping from a glass of red wine, Vanessa waited for the bitch, Megan to show up her stupid face. Tonight will be bloody. Tonight, Vanessa would kill the woman who had been side-lining her husband, how dare she? But she was not a dumb woman and she knew better than to kill a person in public. The solution of arsenic and Mercury which she had ready in her purse would do the job slowly and w

“And who are you, asshole? Why do you care about my wallop, huh?” Gerald asked, unaware that it was Collins speaking. He was obviously high. Nathan was confused. This was not the Gerald he knew. Gerald was a son-in-law to the Davenports just like he used to be. Gerald was the most respected person in the Davenport family because he was the head of his empire, the Jones empire. On the other hand, Gerald was the motherfucker who had made Nathan’s life a living hell. Nathan clenched his fist and all he could think about was grabbing the bottle of drink in his front and destroying Gerald’s eyes with it. The revenge could start there. The revenge could start from Gerald who was always showing off. But Nathan was interested in knowing why Gerald of all people would be drinking heavily at a cheap bar and not at the Davenport airbnb mansion with the rest of the family. “I am a worker here. You have been drinking since you came here. What’s your story? Gerald raised an eye and looked

The clock struck 9 am and the sun was as bright as it could be. Marcus and April lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling together. They had a wonderful sex last night and April did not regret any second of it. Marcus was the best. She only wished Nathan was the one lying right next to her, his hand across her shoulders. “You were amazing!” Marcus said with a smirk. April smiled. “I might need a 3 hour rest. You almost broke my back," April laughed, teasingly pushing Marcus away with a playful grin. She stretched lazily on the bed, her body still tingling from the night's passion. Marcus chuckled and propped himself up on one elbow, gazing down at her. "Three hours, huh? I didn’t know I had that effect on you. Imagine how much of me you’d enjoy if we get married" he said with a wink. April forced a smile, trying to keep her thoughts from spiralling. She felt a knot in her chest tighten. "Well, you do," she replied softly, her voice faltering just a bit. April went silent. It