"Love sneaks up and snatches a heart from its owner so fast they don't seem to know it's gone for days, weeks, sometimes months. I think Dante had my heart all along. Even when I tried to protect it from the disaster that could happen between us, I never really had a chance."
― Shain Rose
Christian Allister
"He's been quiet for two days," Elise says, still studying the latest reports from the forensics team. The dim light of the office casts shadows over her face, highlighting her furrowed brow.
"He's being cautious. He wants attention, but he doesn't want me to win, especially not before he reaches his endgame," I reply, my voice steady as I lean back in my chair, tapping my pen against the desk rhythmically.
"What's his endgame?" Elise asks, her eyes narrowing as she looks up from the report, a hint of unease creeping into her voice. The hum of the air conditioner fills the brief silence.
