Later that night.
Paulina tossed and turned in her bed, the weight of the night pressing down on her restless mind. Midnight had long passed, yet sleep eluded her, the events of that fateful day at Benedict's private office replaying like a broken record in her head.
As she lay in the darkness, the soft glow of the moon casting shadows across her room, Paulina's thoughts drifted back to the moment when she had confronted Benedict about the damning newspaper headline. The hurt in his eyes, the tension in the air, and the weight of unspoken words hung heavy in her memory, a knot of uncertainty tightening in her chest.
Unable to shake the lingering unease that gnawed at her, Paulina sat up in bed, her mind racing with questions and doubts. The silence of the night enveloped her like a shro
