MasukThe next morning…
The International Children's Technology Exhibition was already crowded with visitors. Bright banners hung from the ceiling, displaying the latest innovations created by young prodigies from around the world. Children demonstrated robots, artificial intelligence programs, and creative inventions. But one small participant had attracted far more attention than anyone else. A five-year-old boy sitting calmly behind a sleek laptop. Leo Carter. Several judges stood nearby watching in amazement. One of them asked curiously, “Did you really design this program yourself?” Leo nodded calmly. “Yes.” Another judge leaned closer to the screen. “But this security algorithm… it’s extremely advanced. Even professional programmers struggle with this.” Leo shrugged casually. “It’s easy.” The judges exchanged shocked looks. Nearby, several reporters had already begun taking pictures. “A five-year-old genius!” “This kid is unbelievable!” But Leo looked bored. He rested his chin on his hand and muttered quietly, “This place is too slow…” Across the hall… A tall man stood silently among the crowd. Black suit. Cold expression. Sharp eyes observing everything. Sebastian Knight. Daniel stood beside him. “That's the boy,” Daniel said quietly. Sebastian didn’t answer. His gaze remained locked on Leo. Even from a distance… The resemblance was undeniable. The same sharp eyes. The same calm confidence. Even the way the boy sat looked strangely familiar. Daniel whispered, “Are we proceeding with the plan?” Sebastian nodded slightly. “Wait until he leaves the booth.” Daniel signaled discreetly to a nearby staff member. Everything had already been arranged. All they needed… Was a simple DNA sample. A hair. A used glass. Anything. Meanwhile… Leo suddenly stretched his arms lazily. “So boring…” He looked around the exhibition hall. Most kids were excited. Running around. Showing off their inventions. But Leo wasn’t interested. Instead… His sharp little eyes scanned the room. And suddenly— He froze. Because across the hall… He saw a familiar face. The “scary man” from yesterday. Sebastian Knight. Leo tilted his head slightly. “Huh…” He whispered quietly, “Why is he here?” Leo continued staring for a few seconds. Then he slowly smiled. “Interesting.” Back near the booth… One of the staff members approached Leo. “Hello there! Would you like some juice?” He offered a small cup. Leo looked at it suspiciously. “What kind?” “Apple juice.” Leo shrugged. “Okay.” He took the cup and drank it. Exactly what Sebastian needed. Daniel immediately whispered, “We’ll take the cup after he leaves.” Sebastian nodded slightly. Everything was going according to plan. But suddenly— Leo stood up. Then he looked directly at Sebastian. And waved. Sebastian froze slightly. The boy walked confidently toward him. Daniel looked confused. “Sir…?” Sebastian didn’t move. Within seconds, Leo stood directly in front of him. The small boy crossed his arms. “You're following me.” Sebastian raised an eyebrow. “Am I?” Leo nodded seriously. “Yes.” Daniel nearly choked trying not to laugh. Sebastian crouched slightly so he could look Leo in the eyes. “Why would I follow you?” Leo pointed toward the exhibition booth. “Because your assistant just paid that man to give me juice.” Daniel froze. Sebastian’s eyes narrowed. The boy had noticed everything. Leo continued calmly, “And you’re waiting for my cup.” Daniel whispered nervously, “How did he—” Leo interrupted confidently. “Your security plan is terrible.” Sebastian stared at him. For a moment… Something strange happened. Instead of being angry… He felt impressed. The boy was unbelievably sharp. Leo tilted his head again. “Are you trying to steal my DNA?” Daniel nearly fainted. Sebastian slowly smiled. For the first time in years. “You’re very smart.” Leo grinned proudly. “I know.” Then he suddenly asked something unexpected. “Are you really my dad?” The question hit Sebastian like lightning. Everything around them felt silent. Leo continued staring at him curiously. “You look like me.” Sebastian’s chest tightened. Before he could answer— A calm but dangerous voice suddenly spoke behind them. “That question has already been answered.” Sebastian turned slowly. Olivia Carter stood a few meters away. Her expression was cold. Her eyes burning with warning. Leo looked surprised. “Mom?” Olivia walked forward slowly. Her heels echoed sharply across the floor. When she reached them, she gently placed a hand on Leo’s shoulder. Then she looked directly at Sebastian. “You never learn, do you?” Sebastian stood up slowly. “I need the truth.” Olivia laughed quietly. “You had your chance five years ago.” Her eyes turned icy. “You threw it away.” Sebastian’s voice grew colder. “If that boy is my son—” Olivia cut him off immediately. “He’s not.” The answer came instantly. Without hesitation. But Sebastian didn't look convinced. Leo looked between them curiously. “Are you two fighting?” Olivia sighed softly. “No.” Then she grabbed Leo’s hand. “We’re leaving.” But before she walked away— She leaned slightly closer to Sebastian. And whispered quietly. “If you ever try to follow my son again…” Her eyes turned dangerously cold. “You’ll regret it.” Then she walked away with Leo. Leaving Sebastian standing there. But something had already changed. Sebastian’s eyes slowly darkened. Because for the first time… He was absolutely certain of something. Leo Carter… Was his son. And Olivia Carter was hiding the truth.Aurora didn’t speak.Not immediately.Because if she did—something inside her might break completely.He made sure you wouldn’t remember that night.The words didn’t fade.They stayed.Sharp.Burning.Etched into her mind.Her fingers slowly unclenched from the table.Then tightened again.This time—not from confusion.From control.Cold control.“So…”Her voice came out steady.Too steady.“He decided what I remember.”Vanessa didn’t answer.She didn’t need to.Aurora nodded slowly.As if confirming it for herself.“He decided what I know.”A pause.“And what I don’t.”Silence.Heavy.Unavoidable.Aurora let out a quiet breath.But it wasn’t relief.It was something else.Something darker.Something building.“And after that…”Her voice dropped slightly.“…he just let me walk into his life?”Vanessa watched her carefully.“Yes.”Aurora’s lips pressed into a thin line.“Like nothing happened.”Another pause.“Like I chose it.”Vanessa didn’t correct her.Because that—that was exact
Aurora didn’t collapse.She didn’t cry.She didn’t scream.And somehow—that made everything heavier.“…no.”The word came out again.But this time—it wasn’t denial.It was resistance.A line she was trying to hold.A line that was already breaking.“Adrian didn’t take me.”Her voice was low.Controlled.But tight.Too tight.Vanessa watched her quietly.“You asked for the truth.”Aurora’s eyes snapped to her.“I asked for the truth.”A step forward.“Not your version of it.”Vanessa didn’t react.Didn’t argue.She simply said—“It’s not a version.”A pause.“It’s what happened.”Aurora’s chest tightened.Her fingers curled into her palms.Hard.“That doesn’t make sense.”Her voice sharpened slightly.“If I was already there…”A pause.“…why would he take me out?”Vanessa tilted her head.“Because you weren’t supposed to see what you saw.”Silence.Aurora froze.“What did I see?”Vanessa didn’t answer immediately.She let the question sit.Let it grow.Then—“Something you weren’t me
Aurora didn’t react.Not immediately.Because her mind didn’t accept it.Couldn’t accept it.“You called because you were already there.”The words didn’t fit.Didn’t connect.Didn’t make sense.“That’s impossible.”Her voice came out low.Controlled.But tight.“I arrived later.”Vanessa didn’t move.Didn’t argue.She simply said—“No.”A pause.“You remember arriving later.”Aurora’s chest tightened.“What’s the difference?”Vanessa’s gaze stayed steady.“The difference…”A slow step closer.“…is that your memory is wrong.”Silence.Heavy.Uncomfortable.Aurora’s fingers curled slowly.“No.”But this time—it didn’t sound like denial.It sounded like resistance.Vanessa continued—“You think you walked into that hotel for the first time that night.”Aurora didn’t respond.Because that’s exactly what she believed.Vanessa’s voice dropped slightly.“But you didn’t.”Aurora’s breath slowed.Dangerously slow.“What are you saying?”Vanessa held her gaze.“You were already there.”Aurora
Aurora didn’t get back into the car.She stayed where she was.Standing still.Breathing slowly.Trying to hold onto something stable—while everything inside her kept shifting.“I did call…”The words felt wrong.But also—too real to ignore.Her fingers pressed lightly against her temples.As if that would force something back.Anything.A memory.A detail.A reason.And then—it came again.Faint.Broken.A sound.“…yes… change it…”Aurora’s breath caught.Her eyes widened slightly.“That’s…”Her voice.It was her voice.Not imagined.Not fake.Real.Aurora staggered back a step.Her heart racing faster now.“I said that…”The realization hit deeper.More dangerous.Because if she said it—then it wasn’t just manipulation.It was participation.Aurora’s chest tightened.“No.”She shook her head.Quick.Sharp.“I wouldn’t do that.”But something inside her—was starting to disagree.Because the voice she heard—it didn’t sound forced.It didn’t sound scared.It sounded calm.Certain
Aurora didn’t move.The phone was still in her hand—but she wasn’t hearing Daniel anymore.His voice had faded.Drowned out by one single thought.You called the hotel.“No…”Her lips moved slowly.Barely forming the word.“That’s not possible.”But the problem was—it was possible.Because too many things didn’t make sense anymore.Too many gaps.Too many missing pieces.Aurora’s grip on the phone tightened.“Daniel.”Her voice came out low.Controlled.But there was something dangerous in it now.“Say it again.”Silence on the other side.Then—“You made the call.”Aurora closed her eyes.For a second—she almost lost her balance.Her free hand reached out—resting against the car door to steady herself.“I don’t remember.”Her voice dropped.Not weak.Just… honest.Daniel didn’t argue.“I know.”Aurora’s chest tightened.“How do you know?”Daniel hesitated.Then—“Because I checked.”Aurora opened her eyes again.Sharp.Focused.“Checked what?”Daniel answered—“The call records.”
Aurora didn’t realize when the car slowed down.Or when it stopped.The world outside had blurred into nothing.Because inside her head—everything was getting louder.Why was I there too?Vanessa’s voice kept echoing.Not fading.Not softening.Getting sharper.More dangerous.“Ma’am…?”The driver’s voice broke through.Aurora blinked.Her eyes focused again.They were parked near a quiet road.Empty.No crowd.No noise.“Should I keep driving?”Aurora stared ahead for a second.Then said—“No.”Her voice was calm again.Too calm.“Wait here.”She opened the door.Stepped out.The air hit her face—cold.Real.Grounding.But it didn’t clear her thoughts.Nothing did.Aurora took a few steps forward.Stopped.Her arms wrapped around herself unconsciously.Not from the cold.From the pressure building inside.Vanessa.That night.Same place.Same time.That wasn’t coincidence.It couldn’t be.Aurora closed her eyes.Forced herself to think clearly.Step by step.Not emotions.Facts.On







