His thoughts were a complete mess . He didn't know what was wrong with him , but he found himself refusing her . " Tve got some urgent work stuff to handle . " He left the room , leaving Ivana behind to smash another mug in frustration In his office . Trevor couldn't focus on work . He just kept pushing his assistant to find Talia faster , He kept saying he'd make her pay for leaving so recklessly , but deep down , something whispered that if he didn't find her soon , it might be too late . Too late for what ? He had no idea . All he knew was that for three years , Talin had revolved around him . Working or not working , she'd send him dozens of messages every day . Even when he was too busy to respond , she never stopped . She'd said that's what couples do - they stay connected . Trevor scrolled through their old messages . That's when it hit him - Talia had actually stopped texting him months ago . Around the time Ivana moved in , her messages had gotten fewer and fewer And he'd never even noticed . After going through their chat history . Trevor still felt unsettled . He started googling Talia's name . She'd debuted at eighteen , seven years ago . Her entire career was documented online - someone had even organized her complete timeline . As Trevor scrolled through , one image stopped him cold . A promotional photo from her first year , when she was just a background extra in some commercial . e was tucked in a corner , wearing this loud , flashy outfit in bright red and green . She That outfit ... Trevor's eyes went wide . Seven years ago , he was twenty and making enemies left and right with his aggressive business tactics . Someone had put a hit on him . He'd collapsed on the street , bleeding out , when someone dragged him into an alley . The person held him , breathing hard , asking : " Did you piss someone off ? Looks like people are after you . You're losing a lot of blood - should I call the cops ? " Through his haze , Trevor only remembered the person's clothes - bright , flashy colors . Red and green . That person had saved him , led his attackers away , and stopped his bleeding . Trevor had passed out before he could see their face clearly . When he woke up in the hospital , eighteen year - old Ivann was by his bedside . He'd asked her : " Did you save me ? " Ivana nodded without hesitation From that moment , they'd been connected . For seven years . Trevor never questioned it . He'd thought those colors were just hallucinations from blood loss . But now , staring at that photo , the truth hit him like a freight train . The person who'd saved his life wasn't Ivand It was Talla