***Meanwhile, Jasmine made her way towards old man Smith’s office, and with each step, Jasmine's heart pounded with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. Even though she was going to clean the office, she still knew that there were risks involved in infiltrating old man Smith's domain and knew that one false move could spell disaster for her and Nathan alike. But the promise of fulfilling her mission and giving Nathan what he asked for was thrilling.As she reached the weathered door of the office, Jasmine paused, her breath catching in her throat. With steady hands, she placed the key in the door as she opened it, revealing the dimly lit interior of the office beyond. Jasmine slipped inside, her senses on high alert as she dropped the mop bucket that was in her hands.The air was heavy with the scent of old books and stale cigar smoke. Jasmine's eyes roamed over the cluttered desks and dusty shelves, searching for any clue that might lead her closer to the truth. Before she start

"Karina? Where have you been? Your phone's been unreachable for days," Nathan's voice held a note of concern, tinged with a hint of frustration.Karina took a deep breath, steeling herself for the conversation ahead. "I lost my phone," she began, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach. "I just got a new one today."There was a moment of silence on the other end, the weight of Nathan's unspoken questions hanging in the air like a heavy fog."Did you... do you remember the conversation we had a few nights ago?" Nathan's voice was hesitant, almost cautious.Karina's breath caught in her throat as she now remembers everything, she spoke with Nathan on the phone that night. "Yes, but I was drunk that night," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I couldn't remember anything until I listened to the phone records today."A heavy silence settled between them, the weight of their unspoken words echoing in the space between them."And... did you mean everything you s

As the cab pulled away from the curb, Nathan's mind whirled with the memories of the morning's events. The taste of adrenaline still lingered on his tongue, a bitter reminder of the violence that had consumed him.The weight of Travis's accusations still hung heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the darkness that lurked in the depths of his past.But as Nathan's thoughts turned to his apartment, a sense of relief washed over him like a wave crashing against the shore. It was a sanctuary, a refuge from the chaos that threatened to consume him, a place where he could gather his thoughts and plan his next move.***Inside his apartment, Nathan wasted no time in setting his plan into motion. With practiced precision, he retrieved the ancient tome hidden beneath the floorboards, its pages crackling with the promise of forbidden knowledge.With a whispered incantation, Nathan summoned the power of the arcane, weaving its invisible threads through the fabric of reality with unwavering fo

"I know, Gwen," Nathan murmured, his voice filled with empathy. "But you're stronger than you think. And with time, the pain will become bearable. You'll find a way to carry on, I promise."Suddenly, Gwen's movements shifted, her body drawing closer to his own with a desperate urgency. Before Nathan could react, her lips met his in a tender embrace, the heat of her kiss igniting a firestorm of conflicting emotions within him.For a moment, Nathan was lost in the intoxicating rush of sensation, the warmth of her touch a fleeting respite from the darkness that threatened to consume them both. But as the kiss lingered, a voice of reason whispered in the depths of his mind, reminding him of the boundaries that should never be crossed.With a heavy heart, Nathan gently pulled away, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he struggled to regain his composure. "Gwen," he began, his voice trembling with uncertainty. "I... I can't."Gwen's eyes widened in surprise, her expression a mix of confusi

And then, like a flickering candle extinguished by the wind, Nathan's world faded into blackness, his senses dulled by the overwhelming weight of unconsciousness.Gwen called her guards as they carried Nathan and rushed him over to Belloberg Hospital. ***Gwen's anxiety reached a fever pitch as she paced the corridor outside Nathan's hospital ward, her footsteps echoing against the sterile walls like a drumbeat of worry. The doctor's grim prognosis weighed heavily on her mind, casting a shadow of uncertainty over her every thought.Desperate for answers, she sought solace in the steady rhythm of her pacing, her thoughts consumed by the uncertainty of Nathan's condition. But as the minutes stretched into hours, each passing moment only served to deepen her sense of unease.Finally, unable to bear the suffocating weight of anticipation any longer, Gwen approached the doctor, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and frustration. "Is there any change?" she asked her words a whisper