Malia sat at her desk, her fingers hovering over the keyboard as the screen in front of her glowed with an endless list of information. It felt like a never-ending maze of details—names, connections, companies, all pointing toward Evelyn Creed, the woman who had promised nothing but a partnership and now seemed to be hiding a much darker agenda.
She should have told Nixus about everything. She knew that. But something inside her hesitated, something that told her it wasn't just about the danger, it was about the trust she had to rebuild—not just with him, but within herself. She didn't want to make him feel like he wasn't enough, like she couldn't rely on him the way she should have. So, she kept digging. Alone.