Sometimes telling lovers things weren't meant to be, only fuelled their desire to remain. High they climb, harsh they fall, the words of others echoing amidst their ruin.
As Lina stared out the window, Mia's words echoed in her mind. She hoped Mia didn't have an unhealthy obsession with Kaden.
"God, that'd be freaking weird," Lina muttered to herself, her grip tightening on her tablet. She was browsing through the portfolios again, in case she had missed something. Her mind was elsewhere.
Lina contemplated Mia's words. Last night. How did Mia know that? Which man was Mia referring to? Lina felt strange questioning who it could be. It just proved the people's theory that she once played with the heart of three heirs. One was dead, but still. She worked hard to clean her image.
