"May your union be as eternal as the shadows that dance upon the walls. May they guide you through the darkness and light the way to eternal love." Alexander read, taking a moment to catch his breath before continuing."But be warned, not all that glitters is gold. Sometimes the shadows hold secrets that can't be ignored. Keep your eyes open and your hearts guarded, for the darkness may be closer than you think. With love, Red Saint." After Alexander finished reading. A palpable tension settled over the room, leaving a chill in the air.There was a heavy silence as everyone absorbed the message, until Isabel finally spoke up."What on earth does that son of a bitch want now?" Isabel asked in a low murmur, her voice betraying her clear unease at the ominous tone of the message."Language, please Isabel," Harriet cautioned, her tone gentle but firm. Isabel let out a sigh and nodded in apology."I don't understand why he's resurfaced after a whole year of silence. Didn't we pay him off

Camilla winced as her intern delicately dabbed antiseptic on the gash above her eyebrow.The searing pain caught her off guard, causing her to instinctively recoil.Despite her best efforts to remain still, her body betrayed her as she tensed up with each subsequent touch."Sorry ma'am." The young lady said but her words barely registered in Camilla's mind as she winced, feeling the pain in her forehead intensify.She nodded in acknowledgement, unable to form a coherent response as she squeezed her eyes shut tighter, hoping to block out the throbbing sensation that was spreading through her head like a relentless drumbeat.She took deep breaths, trying to steady herself, but her efforts were interrupted by the sound of her office door slamming open, causing her to jump in her seat.Her heart pounded in her chest as she whipped around to see Alexander barging into her office, his expression fraught with concern and his breaths coming in ragged gasps.Camilla's surprise quickly turned t

Nestled on her bed, Clarissa held a steaming cup of tea, its warmth seeping into her hands.As wisps of steam danced in the air, they formed a delicate barrier, veiling her face from the outside world.Despite trying, she couldn't shake off the lingering thoughts of the meeting she had with her family a few days prior, where they had discussed the troubling news of Red Saint's reappearance.The reappearance of the sadistic psycho, had plunged her into a state of deep concern, leaving a disturbing impression in the recesses of her mind.It was only natural for her to feel worried given the circumstances.Lost in her ruminations, her train of thought was abruptly shattered by the sound of approaching footsteps. From within the walk-in closet, where their clothing was stored and they prepared themselves, Reynold emerged into the room.As he retrieved his car keys from the nearby bedside drawer, getting ready for his departure, Clarissa couldn't suppress the urgency in her voice and calle

As Alexander and Camilla entered their luxurious hotel suite, the difference in their exhaustion was evident.The long-haul flight to the captivating island of Santorini had taken a toll on Alexander, leaving him visibly drained and depleted.His eyes drooped with fatigue, and his movements lacked their usual energy, a sign of the countless hours he had spent meticulously planning their trip.In contrast, Camilla seemed to be full of energy, unaffected by the challenges of travel.Her features radiated a sense of rejuvenation, as she had enjoyed a restful slumber throughout the flight.Gliding into the suite, her eyes shone with curiosity and excitement.The lavish surroundings embraced her, offering a welcome reprieve from the strains of their journey.The room exuded a peaceful ambiance, with tasteful furnishings, a calming color scheme, and gentle lighting that cast a warm and inviting aura.Watching Camilla's vivacious presence, Alexander couldn't help but feel a mixture of admira

The car came to a gentle stop in front of a pristine white house, its grandness shining under the midday sun.Inside the car, Clarissa sat behind the steering wheel, her ear pods securely in place as she spoke to her sister, Sophia, through a hands-free call."Are you sure you want to do this, Clary?" Sophia's voice rang concerned and uncertain through the other side of the line.Clarissa's hold tightened on the steering wheel as she stared at the imposing house before her.After days of thinking, she found herself standing at the crossroads of her decision. The weight of apprehension bore down upon her, heightening her emotions."I have to do this, Sophia," she responded firmly, her voice tinged with determination and a touch of nervous anticipation. "I need to.""Reynold may be tired of fighting for our marriage, but I refuse to give up," she continued her words carrying a mix of frustration and determination."I can't simply sit idly by and allow some bitchy childhood friend to com