"He doesn't have to apologize," she murmured quietly, her voice tinged with a mix of guilt and resignation. In that moment, it became clear to her that placing blame solely on the other person was a convenient escape from the truth. "It was all my fault," she confessed, her words dripping with a raw honesty that cut through the air.A somber expression clouded her face as she cast her gaze downward, her eyes fixated on the ground as if searching for answers within the cracks of the pavement. The weight of her carelessness settled heavily upon her, pressing down on her shoulders like an invisible burden. Regret gnawed at her with unrelenting persistence, each pang a reminder of the consequences that could have been avoided."I should have been more careful," she admitted, her voice now laced with a touch of self-reproach. The admission hung in the air, lingering between them like an unspoken promise of self-improvement. It was an acknowledgement of her misjudgment, and a resolve to lea

The room fell into a heavy silence, permeated by the intensity of the moment. Her eyes were on Stephen as he spoke, his voice filled with vulnerability and longing. His mother, her gaze fixed on him, absorbed his words with a mixture of surprise and concern. She paused, taking a deep breath, attempting to process the weight of his statement."I don't have a reason, all I could say is that my happiness lies in her," Stephen calmly replied, addressing his mother directly. The room seemed to hold its breath, tense with the unspoken emotions lingering between them. His unwavering gaze remained fixed on his mother, as if willing her to understand the depth of his feelings.In the hushed air, his mother finally found her voice, although it trembled slightly. "Nathaniel isn't the right girl for you, which we both know," she stated, her voice heavy with concern. Another deep breath followed, a brief pause to steady herself. Stephen felt a surge of anger building within, his instinct urging hi

As he was about to take his lips closer, Nathaniel mischievously grabbed a handful of popcorn and forcefully stuffed it into his mouth. The unexpected act caught him off guard, leaving him momentarily surprised and somewhat embarrassed. He sheepishly ate the popcorn, trying to shake off his sudden loss of composure."How do you feel? Do you still think I'm a baby?" she asked, hoping to lighten the mood. However, he remained silent, his face reflecting disapproval for her playful reaction. "It's not funny. Just let me be," he let out, his voice firm and tinged with annoyance. In that moment, his anger was evident, and she realized she had crossed a line."Sweetheart, is there something wrong?" she asked, genuine concern etched on her face."I am angry, and I don't think there's anything that can resolve that. It's unfair that you forced popcorn into my mouth," he stated with a pout, his frustration evident."I'm sorry, it was never my intention. I had no idea it would make you feel ba

"Call for a meeting," he instructed, his voice firm and authoritative. These words reverberated through the office, creating a sudden buzz of anticipation. The employees exchanged curious glances, wondering what urgent matter required their immediate attention.As the request hung in the air, he swiftly made his way towards the bathroom, a sense of urgency driving his actions. The room was filled with the faint sound of running water as he prepared for a quick bath. In the midst of his hurried routine, his mind couldn't help but dwell on the enigma surrounding the picture that had been circulating in the office. Who had posted it? And why the ridiculous headline?Emerging from the bathroom, he was in a rush to dress up, each movement filled with determination. He cast a fleeting glance at his reflection in the mirror, making sure to present himself as professionally as possible amidst the mounting pressure. With his neatly arranged attire, he grabbed his suitcase and car keys, ready t

Mr. Wesley's shoes echoed loudly as he entered the meeting room, capturing everyone's attention. His cold expression interrupted the ongoing argument, causing heads to turn towards him. Stephen was taken aback by his father's unexpected arrival, as he hadn't been informed beforehand.With disappointment evident in his tone, Mr. Wesley addressed the group, "At least you all should have asked questions before jumping to conclusions." The gravity of the situation seemed to intensify, as unwavering anger gnawed at him."If you all have chosen to believe the news you found online," Mr. Wesley's voice dripped with dismissiveness, captivating the attention of everyone in the room. Stephen was mesmerized, realization dawning on him as he instinctively rose to his feet."Dad," he called out, his voice a mix of surprise and concern. His father nodded in acknowledgement, his expression reflecting a clear sense of purpose.Leaning forward, Mr. Wesley continued, ensuring his words carried their we