Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Brielle didn't plan to ask Andrew. She noticed that Aubree's wounds had already been tended to. "What happened?"

Looking slightly resigned, Aubree raised a hand to rub her forehead. "Just took a tumble while filming, scraped up a bit, that's all." Brielle asked the doctor to make sure the wounds weren't deep and breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared the crap out of me."

The last thing she wanted was more news about Aubree getting hurt.

She had driven there with her fingers trembling on the wheel. Thankfully, it was only a minor injury.

Aubree didn't say a word, but she understood why Brielle was acting this way. Both of them were haunted by the memories of that night - one pretending not to care, and the other pretending they could help each other move on. In truth, neither had moved on.

Brielle's legs were still shaky, and after taking a deep breath, she patted Aubree's shoulder. "Where's Ricardo? Have you two eaten dinner?"

"Ms. Haywood."

No sooner had she spoken than Ricardo's voice came from outside, his hands carrying a bag of medical supplies.

Brielle nodded. "Let's head back, Aubree, skip filming tonight. I know it's just a scratch, but don't push yourself."

Aubree agreed.

The three of them walked out, naturally bumping into Andrew.

He had been leaning against the wall and straightened up instantly upon seeing them. Anxious about a sharp retort from Aubree, he turned away, rasping, "I was just passing by."

His fingertips dangled by his side. When Aubree had fallen, he had rushed to cushion her fall, and his hand had been pierced by sharp glass. He just kept his injured palm against his trousers, the fabric soaking up the blood, leaving no trace on the ground. His face was tinged with pain, yet he seemed numb, pursing his lips and deliberately avoiding Aubree's gaze.

injury. "Don't stick your nose where it doesn't belong

breathing was erratic, but he still didn't dare

her eyes would pierce through him,

his eyes

notice his distress. She followed Brielle and Ricardo

a lingering glance at Andrew. He chose to

the crew. However, Aubree insisted on returning

Pearl Estate, it was eleven

from inside as she was about

from

was fuming

and quickly approached, pulling the door open with a sudden

exhausted to think, almost ready to collapse on

his earlier words. Who was being saved?

look up at Max, who, for the first time, seemed evasive. "Brielle, go take a

mind felt numb as she mechanically moved towards the bathtub, unaware of how she even

her down and helped her

he wasn't at the sanatorium-why was

for the first time, her sleep was restless. She tossed and turned and barely managed to drift off, only to

en

records. She couldn't recall the specifics of

a