Masuk(Amara)“Aren’t you packing?”I drag another empty box across the floor while staring at Maya.“What?” Her brows pull together immediately as she walks toward me. “Why are we packing?”A sigh leaves me as I glance up at her.“We have to leave this building today.” I continue folding my clothes calmly into the box. “I’m no longer working as his PA, remember?”Her mouth parts open, but no words come out.I almost laugh at the look on her face.“This was bound to happen eventually,” I say lightly. “So don’t overthink it.”“Then why am I just hearing about it now?” she blurts out finally.I pause briefly before dropping the dress into the box.“Because I also just found out this morning.”I grab my phone from the bed and unlock it before turning the screen toward her.“The message came in today. See?”Her eyes scan through it while I run a tired hand through my hair.“That’s why we need to leave,” I say quietly. “We can’t stay here anymore.”“Jeez, Amara…” Her shoulders drop slowly. “Then
(Felix)“Felix.”The constable’s voice cuts through the silence in my cell.I lift my head slowly from the metal door just as he slides the key into the lock. The sharp clink of metal echoes through the hallway before the door finally creaks open.“You have a visitor.”A scoff leaves me immediately.So Amara finally came.The corner of my lips curls upward as I push myself to my feet. Of course she couldn’t keep me locked up in this place forever. No matter how angry she is, she would eventually come back to me.The officer escorts me down the narrow hallway, his boots echoing against the concrete floor while mine drag behind him.But the moment I step into the visiting room, my smile dies instantly.My chest tightens.“…Eleanor?”The name slips out of my mouth before I can stop it.She sits there elegantly, legs crossed, perfectly composed like she belongs everywhere she steps into. Even here.“We finally get to see each other,” she says softly, a smile touching her lips though it ne
(Maya)I arrive at the location Kelvin had sent to me and immediately step out of the car.The place is quiet.And the moment my feet hit the ground, my eyes land on him—kelvin—leaning casually against his car.Irritation rises inside me instantly.“What is it?” I ask sharply as I walk toward him. “Why did you ask me to come here?”Kelvin straightens slightly.“Investigation is already going on as we speak.”The words hit me so hard I stop mid-step.“What?”I stare at him in disbelief.“I thought you said you were going to handle it.”“Of course I said that,” he replies calmly. “But I can’t stop an investigation from happening, can I?”My chest tightens painfully.The cold fear I’ve been trying so hard to suppress all day suddenly comes rushing back.“So what happens now?” I ask quickly. “What if they find out the truth?”My voice hardens.“That we had a hand in Rayner’s accident?”My teeth clench tightly as I stare at him, waiting for an answer.Kelvin watches me for a second before
(Rayner)I stand there and watch Amara walk away.The moment the door closes behind her, something twists painfully inside my chest. My fingers curl tightly beside me as regret creeps in slowly.Why did you say that to her, Rayner?I shut my eyes briefly, dragging a hand down my face.You could have been softer.You didn’t have to be cruel just to make her leave.A hot sigh leaves my lips as frustration builds inside me. My thoughts won’t stop replaying the look on her face. The hurt in her eyes. The way her voice cracked even though she tried to hide it.Then suddenly, a sharp pain shoots through my head.“Fuck…” I groan under my breath, pressing my fingers against my temple as my body sinks back onto the bed.The memories rush back immediately no matter how hard I try to stop them.Amara standing there.Amara looking at me like I had broken something inside her.My jaw tightens.This is for the best.It has to be.I reach for my phone and dial the only person who needs to hear this.
(Amara)“Do you have to return?”Maya sets the glass of juice down on the table, her voice softer this time, almost careful.I don’t answer immediately. I just reach for the glass and take a slow sip, letting the coldness settle against the tightness in my chest.“I mean…” she continues, curling her legs beneath herself on the couch. “You can go back to living the way you used to. We can return to Pittsburgh and start afresh again. Me and you. Just the both of us.”I lower the glass slowly into my lap.“That’s not possible, Maya.”“Why?” she asks quickly, shifting closer. “You have a place to stay in Pittsburgh, remember? We can—”“Even then,” I cut in quietly, lifting my eyes to hers, “I can’t return to that life anymore. I already made a promise to return.”“But—”“No buts, Maya.” My voice comes out firmer this time. “You should understand why I have to do this. Besides, my condition was accepted and I think it’s time I go back already. After everything that has happened, it’s just…
(Rayner)“She’s finally agreed. The rest is left for you to finish up now.”Eleanor’s voice filters through the phone, calm and steady.“Hmm.” The sound leaves me quietly as I lean back against my chair. “I understand, Eleanor.”The call ends shortly after, but her words remain.My hand slowly slips away from my ear while my eyes close shut. The silence around my office fades, dragging me backward into the memory I cannot stop replaying.The beginning of everything.****TWO DAYS BEFORE “You’ll have to return back as Amara Roosevelt.”The words hit me so hard I stop breathing for a second.I stand frozen by the other end of the hallway, staring at Eleanor while she addresses Amara as her daughter.Her daughter.Amara Roosevelt.Shock crashes through me so suddenly my body reacts before my mind does. I move back instantly, stepping away before Amara can turn and see me standing there like some fool spying on them.My heart pounds violently against my chest.No.No, that can’t be right
(Amara)Just before Felix reaches me, Bernard’s voice drifts through the air.“I’ll make sure whatever happens stays between us.”My eyes snap toward him.At that exact moment, Felix’s grip tightens around my wrist. The sudden force startles me.I whip my gaze back to him.“Let’s go,” he says.I sl
(Rayner)I watch Amara walk away.A faint unease settles in my chest as she disappears into the crowd. I hope she’s okay.“Now if you’ll excuse us,” Frednard says to my granddad. “We need to greet some old friends too.”“Ah, yes of course.” My grandpa nods, gesturing politely toward them.As the Ro
(Amara)I see the way Bernard’s gaze sweeps across them, searching.Then it settles on me.He lifts a hand and points lightly. “Is that her?”Everything stops.My parents’ heads snap toward me. The air thickens. Conversations blur into silence. I can feel my fingers trembling at my sides.“She’s gr
(Amara)I walk through the hallway, the chandelier lights casting a soft glow over my dress as I step inside.It is Sir Rayner’s grandfather’s eightieth birthday. And of course, I am here because Rayner insisted. Even after I clearly told him I did not want to come.The living room is massive, over







