The Wrong Woman

The conversation dwindled into another round of silence. To bridge the emotional gap, Elio tried to change the subject.

"Are you facing any challenges at work?" he asked.

Suddenly reminded of the layoffs, Candice turned to face him, her voice tinged with anxiety. "Is the company planning to lay anyone off?"

A gentle smile finally crossed Elio's face the moment she met his gaze. "You don't have to worry. You're not on the list."

"What about my friend, Vanessa Yates? Can you make sure she's safe, too?"

"Vanessa Yates?" Elio echoed.

Candice nodded in response.

I'll make a note of

said Candice. Overwhelmed by his intense gaze, she

about what happened last time,

off by Jasper approaching them. Elio's

a mix of guilt and anxiety, Candice whispered, "Let's not talk about

to Elio. To him, she seemed

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face fell as the movie played on. His attention wasn't

to escort Jasper and Candice to the door. He watched silently as Candice climbed into the car

vehicle slowly pulled away, and Elio remained rooted to the spot without a word. Expressionless, he watched until the car vanished from his sight. His heart felt

protect Candice, ensuring she was never alone. They arranged for someone to accompany her everywhere, and she was always picked up

for Elio to find any opportunity to get close to her. He entered his villa

silence was so profound that he could hear his own stifling oppressive, dull breaths. His mind was