Ste''s heart raced as she pressed the call button for Haynes, her instincts in overdrive. It was funny how danger seemed to sharpen her senses.


    She could hear the familiar ringtone from Haynes'' direction. Her palms were slick with cold sweat, making her grip on the phone slippery and ufortable.


    Ste''s eyes were on the path Haynes had taken, and despite everything, she was clutching her phone tighter.


    Haynes halted abruptly. Though Ste had long ceased to care for him, her heart raced uncontrobly in this critical moment.


    Haynes pulled out his phone, his expression deepening when he saw her name on the screen.


    Just then, Rachel''s voice broke the tension. "It''s Ms. Cameron''s call. It looks like she''se around," Rachel said with a faint, weak smile. "Haynie, you should answer it. Keen needs his mother. Don''t worry about me. I''ll be fine. I''ve got not much time left anyway."


    Haynes'' eyes flickered before he disconnected the call. "I''ll take you to the hospital first," he said, dismissing everything else as he carried Rachel away.


    In that instant, Ste''s mind went nk. It was as if a heavy hammer had struck her heart. Her vision darkened, and she fainted.


    ...


    "Did you see? The woman brought into our hospital earlier is Haynes'' old me, Rachel, right?"


    "Yeah, that''s her. You should''ve seen Mr. O''Brien when he brought her in. He looked so worried and heartbroken. It''s a shame they''re star-crossed lovers who never got their happy ending."


    "I heard Haynes'' wife got her position by ying dirty tricks to break them apart so she could marry him."


    "I saw Haynes by Ms. Pearce''s bedside. How he looked at her was so tender! I know it''s wrong, but part of me wants them to be together."


    Amid the gossip, Ste stirred awake.


    "Hey, she''s awake," someone noticed, bringing the chatter to a halt.


    "Ms. Cameron, how are you feeling?" a voice asked.


    Ste shook her head, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over her.


    "A bit lightheaded," she admitted.


    The doctor nodded. "Besides some minor injuries and a mild concussion, you''ve got a slight sprain in your foot. You''ll require a few days of observation. Contact your family to settle the hospital bills."


    Family? Her family was probably by Rachel''s bedside right then.


    A bitter smile crept onto Ste''s lips. After a moment''s pause, she made a call.


    ...


    Haynes drove home once he was sure Rachel was stable and had finally soothed her into sleep. When he arrived, it was midnight, and the house was in darkness.


    Exhausted, Haynes rubbed his temples as he pushed open the bedroom door. It was dark there, too.


    Once upon a time, no matter howte he returned, Ste would always leave a light on for him. She''d wake up to ask if he''d eaten or needed anything.


    But since Ste had left, everything felt different. At first, Haynes didn''t notice the change. But tonight, the silence felt unusually cold for some reason.


    He flicked the switch on the wall, flooding the room with light. Yet the room was empty.