The evening sky turned gray as Hunter Jackson’s black car sped through the city streets. His mind was in turmoil. The lingering anger toward Serena still burned in his chest, and now the news about Vanessa only added fuel to the fire. But what made it all unbearable was one name: Evalina.

He hadn’t spoken to her since that night at the nightclub. Hadn’t explained anything. And now, Evalina was starting to drift away. Messages left on read. Calls ignored.

Hunter gripped the steering wheel tighter, trying to contain the pounding in his chest.

“Have I lost her too?” he whispered to himself.

His car took a sharp turn into...