LOGIN~~JAPAN~~Rhea's POVBy the end of that night, I had achieved the result I wanted. My hair was now much shorter, almost like an afro, and all that was left was to change the color to the one Rowan hated the most: dirty blonde.I smiled at my artwork in the mirror and went straight to bed.I had no idea how long I had slept, but the moment my first alarm went off, my eyes flew open.5:45 a.m.I stretched my arms, dragged myself out of bed, and headed straight for the bathroom. After taking a quick shower and brushing my teeth, I returned to my room and waited.And waited.And waited some more.But there was no knock on my door.“Maybe she forgot,” I thought to myself.I eventually opened the door and stepped outside, only to find that it was still pitch-black and the only sound was a chorus of snores drifting from the other rooms. I went back in and sat on the bed, and at some point I must have dozed off, because the knock, when it finally came, made me sit up so fast I nearly pulled
Rhea's POVMy heart started beating rapidly the moment I saw my name displayed across the screen in bold, capital letters.I dropped my phone immediately, almost as if the screen had burned my fingers. A second later, I picked it up again, hoping somehow that I had seen it wrongly.But nothing had changed.Right there in front of me was my name, written in all caps, my picture displayed clearly, and a tempting amount of money offered to anyone who could provide information about my whereabouts.A reward for finding me. Someone still believed I was still alive. I swallowed hard as I stared at the screen.Yes, I had expected people to look for me, my dead body at least. But I never imagined it would go this far. Not all the way to Japan.And more importantly, who exactly was looking for me? Questions after questions rushed through my head as I continued staring at the picture. What if someone recognized me?What if someone had already seen the post and was only waiting for the right op
Author’s POV Rowna’s Noona walked in carrying a bowl of freshly made chicken soup. “I made some chicken soup for you. I heard you’ve been eating well, so I thought…” Her words trailed off.The excitement on her face disappeared the moment she noticed the papers in Rowan’s hands.The soup hit the floor. She snatched the papers from him. "Where did you get this?" she asked, staring at the truth she had worked so hard to hide, sitting right there in front of her."How long were you going to keep this from me?" Rowan asked, his eyes filling with tears."Until you got better, my child." Tears gathered in her eyes too.“Until I got better?” he repeated. “How could I possibly get better when I don’t even know where my wife is?”“Rowan…” she said as she threw the papers to the floor.“I killed her, Noona.” The tears ran down his cheeks.But Rowan was beyond comfort.He suddenly pushed himself out of the wheelchair and began pacing around the room, ignoring the pain shooting through his legs.
Author's POVIt had been two weeks, and Lyra had taken mourning to another level.She was all over social media, crying in videos and posting emotional messages about Rhea. She had even been spotted walking around drunk on several occasions. At one point, she camped near the river where Rhea’s body was supposedly lost, refusing to leave for hours. In those same two weeks, Rowan stayed unconscious. The attempt on his life by the three women had failed. Lyra's part collapsed, and Mia and Rowan's stepmother pulled back after discovering a hidden camera in his room. They decided to leave him to fate, each of them silently praying for the worst.Unfortunately for them, those prayers went unanswered. On the fifteenth day, Rowan’s pinky finger twitched.It was such a small movement that anyone else might have missed it, but his Noona had been watching him closely for days. The moment she noticed it, she leaned forward, her eyes widening as she stared at his hand.“Rowan?” she called softly,
Author's POVAfter the video was played in court, Mia’s testimony immediately began to lose its weight. The evidence she had relied on to strengthen her case was no longer as convincing as she had hoped, and the entire situation began to turn against her.Then it was Lyra’s turn to speak.When she was questioned about the knife, she remained calm and gave her answer without hesitation.“I am a psychiatric patient, and the knife was something I was playing around with in my room. I only went to pay my friend’s husband a visit. I didn’t know visiting someone was a crime,” she said innocently.Her explanation was accepted, and with the evidence presented in court, the charges against her began to fall apart one after another.Before long, the court ruled that Lyra could be released on bail.Mia walked out of the courtroom that day with her head bowed and her chest burning with anger.Meanwhile, Ethan wasted no time in securing Lyra’s bail. He led her out of the court building and straigh
Author's POV“What are you all staring at?” Mia snapped, her face burning with embarrassment as she saw the pair of eyes on her. The few guards and patients who had gathered around her slowly dispersed, pretending they had not been watching her humiliating situation. Mia struggled to get to her feet, wincing as pain shot through her body. She brushed off her clothes and shot the remaining people a warning glare before storming into the bathroom.But the moment she looked at herself in the mirror, she froze.Her lips were bruised, her cheeks were swollen, and a black eye was already forming. She could hardly recognize herself. Slowly, her hands curled into tight fists as anger surged through her chest.All of this was because of Lyra.That girl had dared to lay her hands on her and leave her looking like this. Mia had never been so humiliated in her life, and she wasn’t going to let it slide.She stared at her reflection for a few more seconds, her chest rising and falling with every
AUTHOR’S POV After the disastrous dinner, Rowan apologized several times to Rhea.Rhea kept assuring him it was fine, even though her night had been completely ruined. Still… the image of Rowan standing up for her replayed in her mind again and again, vivid as if it had just happened.But days pas
AUTHOR’S POV The next morning Rhea woke up feeling exhausted but strangely excited.She had dreamed about Rowan again.Blushing slightly, she hurried to get dressed for school. She found Lyra by the lockers and pulled her aside by the elbow.“I have to tell you something.”Lyra gave her the look.
Rhea’s POV I woke up feeling like someone had used my head for drumming practice all night.My eyes opened slowly, and the first thing I felt was pain sitting right behind them. I groaned and rolled to the other side of my bed, pressing my face into the pillow like that would magically fix my life
Rhea’s POVWatching Mr. Rowan from my bedroom window never got old. He moved like he owned the world, his broad shoulders perfectly fitted in that red shirt, the faint curl of cigar smoke marking his presence. My father walked beside him, talking quietly, but I wasn’t listening. My gaze was locked,







