LOGINRhea's POV
He lifted my body with such care, as if I were made of glass and might break if held too tightly. Not a single trace of the powerful, untouchable CEO remained, only a man cradling something precious he couldn’t save.
I followed, unwillingly, heart cracking more with every step. He walked through the chaos, past the lights still spelling out Happy Birthday Ginny, past the curious stares and gasps. He didn’t care. He carried me like I was his everything.
But then, the scene changed and my soul led me to a luxurious hotel. Where is this place?
What I saw next was Kevin and Ginny, having dinner in a hotel. Kevin was feeding Ginny cake, and she was smiling, laughing her heart out innocently like she wasn't the one who sent someone to kill me.
I couldn't help but clench my fists when I saw them. How can they killed me just now, and now they're here celebrating?
“Do you… Do you think Rhea saw the drones? She wouldn't be angry, would she? After all, she's going to meet the stalker in my place, I'm worried…” Ginny trailed off, her head lowered.
“You don't have to worry about her, it's the least that she can do to help you. Ginny, you're too nice and that's why Rhea always trampled on you.”
“But… She's my sister and I should be able to do anything for her, and give her anything. It… It doesn't matter if she bullies me or not… Even though she clearly knows that I liked you first, she still went ahead to pursue you and warned me to give up on you and but I… I still really like you but I have to marry that crippled. Kevin, what should I do? I really don't want to marry him, I'm so scared.” Ginny started crying.
Ginny liked Kevin first? She never said anything like that! I had liked him since we were in high school! I was the one who liked him first!
“I’m so scared.” Ginny whimpered again, cradling her face in her hands, “He’s cruel, Kevin. You know what they say about the crippled son of the Vale's. If I marry him, I’ll be ruined.”
Kevin’s jaw tightened. He reached over and pulled her into his chest, stroking her hair gently like she was made of porcelain, “I won’t let that happen, Ginny. I promise. Once the marriage goes through and the Vale’s transfer the shares, I’ll find a way to annul it. You’ll be free. We’ll be free.”
Ginny sniffled and looked up, eyes glassy with carefully crafted innocence, “You really mean it?”
Kevin nodded, smiling down at her, “Of course. And then, we’ll go far away, just you and me.”
I felt like I was suffocating. Ginny had always acted so soft, so fragile. Like she couldn’t hurt a fly. But this? This was murder wrapped in a bow of innocence and crocodile tears.
The both of them hugged warmly, while Kevin's phone suddenly rang.
“Mom.” He greeted, smiling but then, his smile turned into a frown, “What do you mean she hasn't donated the bone marrow? That crazy woman is being so difficult again. Hold on, let me call her.”
Kevin immediately dialed my number but the phone rang and rang multiple times, it went unanswered. I stared at him in silence. Of course no one was going to answer because I was dead.
Kevin threw the phone down in frustration, “She’s ignoring me now? Playing disappearing games?”
Ginny reached out and gently touched his arm, “It’s okay. Sister used to do this a lot before. She always comes back after a day or two. Don’t worry.”
Kevin patted her head affectionately, “You’re so understanding, the opposite of Rhea. I hoped she could be like you, unfortunately…”
I felt sick watching them.
Ginny leaned into him with a soft voice, “I think I had too much wine... my head’s spinning. Can we stay in your room tonight? I always want to go in.”
Kevin hesitated at first. “Ginny... that’s not a good idea.”
“Why?” she whispered, fingers lightly tracing the buttons on his shirt, “Don’t you love me?”
“I do,” he said after a pause, “but not like this. Not tonight.”
Ginny’s face crumpled, tears forming instantly. “You don’t want me?”
Kevin gently caught her hand, stopping it. “It’s not that. But Rhea... she just— Look, we’ll talk after things settle. You deserve better than sneaking around like this. I want it to be real.”
Ginny smiled with satisfaction, “Oh, Kevin, you’re just so thoughtful.”
I clenched my fists. So they were going to be together? I didn’t want to watch, but my spirit followed them anyway, drawn like a moth to fire. I floated into the hotel room, watching as Ginny half-undressed and wrapped her arms around Kevin.
Then, suddenly, his phone rang again.
With a sigh of annoyance, Kevin picked up, “What do you want?! The police station? A body? What the fuck are you talking about?!” Kevin yelled, his body jerking upright.
Ginny looked up at him, “What’s wrong?”
Kevin’s face turned pale, “No… no way. She can’t be dead. The police said that… Rhea was killed at the park a few minutes ago, she's dead.”
"W... What?"
Rhea's Pov “More like an observation,” he replied, amused.We stopped at the edge of the water, and before I could move, he knelt down in front of me. I blinked in surprise as his hands gently reached for my shoes.“What are you doing?” I asked.“Helping you,” he said simply, carefully unfastening them. “Because if you try to do this yourself, you’ll trip, and then I’ll have to rescue you, and then you’ll pretend you meant to fall.”“That happened one time,” I protested.“Three,” he corrected calmly.I scoffed, but let him slide my shoes off anyway. The cool grass beneath my bare feet sent a pleasant shiver up my spine. Before he could even stand properly, I took off running.“Rhea…” he started.Too late. I squealed as I splashed straight into the lake, the cold water soaking the hem of my dress as I jumped excitedly, laughing so hard my chest hurt. I turned back to see Alaric standing at the shore, arms crossed, watching me with an expression that balanced perfectly between fondness
Rhea's Pov A wide open field stretched out before us, green grass glowing faintly under the moonlight. Fireflies dotted the air like living stars, drifting lazily around us. In the distance, a river reflected the sky, shimmering silver and blue, its gentle flow carrying the sound of water softly through the night. The stars above were impossibly bright, unfiltered by city lights, scattered across the sky in a way that made everything else feel small.“Oh,” I breathed. “Alaric… How…”He watched my reaction quietly, a small smile playing on his lips. “I knew you’d like it.”“This place is beautiful,” I said, turning slowly as if afraid it might vanish if I moved too fast. “How did you even find this?”“I’ve known about it for a while,” he replied. “I just… never had the right moment.”Something in his voice shifted, subtle but unmistakable and instantly, somehow, I knew what was coming back. He reached into the pocket and grabbed something, a glimmer of happiness and hope in his eyes.
Rhea's Pov By the time I reached his company building, my pulse was racing. I parked hurriedly and practically jogged inside. The receptionist barely had time to look up before recognition flashed across her face.“Mrs. Vale,” she said quickly. “Mr. Vale asked you to go straight to his office.”“Thank you,” I replied, already moving toward the elevator. The ride up felt unbearably slow. My breath came faster, my palms damp as the doors finally slid open. I walked quickly down the corridor and pushed open the door to Alaric’s office without knocking.And froze.Alaric was seated behind his desk, jacket neatly hung over the back of his chair, sleeves rolled up just enough to expose his forearms. He was calmly flipping through a document, pen in hand, completely composed. No chaos. No tension and no emergency.He glanced up at me, eyebrows lifting slightly.“What’s wrong?” he asked. He tilted his head, eyes flicking over me with mild concern. “Why are you panting? And why are you sweati
Rhea’s PovI crossed my arms slowly, leaning back in my chair as I met her gaze through the thick glass between us.“I just came to see how you were faring,” I said evenly. “Nothing more.”Ginny stared at me for a second before a dry scoff escaped her lips. It sounded wrong coming from her, like laughter that had forgotten how to exist properly.“How do you think I should be faring?” she asked, her voice raspy, edged with bitterness. “Did you expect me to be thriving in here, Rhea? Smiling? Living my best life?” Her fingers dug into her arms again, nails scraping harshly over irritated skin. “After all, it’s because of you that I’m in prison.”I laughed.The sound was soft, almost light, but it cut cleanly through the heavy air of the visitation room.“No,” I corrected calmly. “You’re here because of the choices you made. Not because of me.”Her eyes flickered, something dark stirring beneath the exhaustion, but I did not give her time to interrupt.“You lied,” I continued, my voice s
Rhea’s PovFiona spun around, her eyes wide, her mouth falling open. For a woman who had been running a multi-million-dollar empire in my absence, she suddenly looked like a shocked teenager.“Miss Rhea?” she whispered. Then, louder, “Miss Rhea!”She lunged at me, nearly knocking the wind out of me as she threw her arms around my neck. “You’re back! You didn’t call and you didn’t text that you were coming to the company today! I thought you were going to stay in that godforsaken city forever!”“And miss seeing you boss people around?” I laughed, hugging her back just as tightly. “Not a chance.”She finally pulled away, hands still gripping my shoulders as if I might disappear if she let go. Her eyes scanned my face rapidly. “You look… different. You look tired.”“Well, I am tired,” I admitted, dropping into the chair across from her desk. “Imperial City drained the life out of me. I was done. There’s nothing holding me back there anymore, Fiona. Nothing at all.”Her expression softene
Rhea’s PovThe next morning, after Alaric had gone to the company, saying something about checking on some ledgers and what not, I couldn't hear him clearly. I ate and got dressed, pulled my hair into a neat low ponytail, grabbed my coat, and headed straight for the company.It was going to be a surprise visit just like I said, no warning and definitely no announcements. I wanted to see just how the atmosphere in my company was going to be. When I got there, I glanced at the tall building. The building still looked the same from the outside, tall glass panels reflecting the pale morning sun, but the feeling was different the moment I stepped inside. Warmth hit me first. Not just from the temperature, but from the atmosphere. The lobby buzzed with quiet efficiency, soft conversations, keyboards clicking, people moving with purpose instead of fear.“Good. Very good.” I mumbled under my breath, nodding in satisfaction. I walked up to the reception desk, my heels echoing softly against







