| THE FOLLOWING DAY: BLAKE'S MANSION |

Her mind was occupied, her heart was racing and tightening at the same time. Things have spiralled out of control within a night that she let herself feel alive again.

Ciara sighed heavily again. The cup of coffee in her hand was slowly turning cold without her realizing it.

“ Honey? Ciara!” Blake raised his volume to snap her out of the deep thought.

He has called her more than three times now, noticing her sullen mood.

“ Hey, honey.” She called, straightening in her seat.

He stepped closer to her, brows furrowed worriedly. “ Is everything okay? You've been spacing out a...