LOGINPOV: ElenaThe countdown reached twenty-three seconds.I stared at the red numbers flashing across the archive screen while Adrian dragged a metal chair beneath the ventilation panel.“Tell me that thing isn't going to blow up,” I said.“I don't know what it does.”“That isn't reassuring.”“I'm trying to get us out of here, Elena.”“And I'm trying not to die in a basement full of my family's secrets!”He looked at me, and for one brief moment, the fear in his eyes stripped away the controlled expression he wore whenever the world threatened to fall apart.“Then help me.”Something in his voice steadied me.I forced myself to look around the room. There had to be another exit, an emergency switch, something the person controlling the countdown hadn't considered.The archive door was sealed. The emergency release was dead. A ventilation shaft ran along the ceiling, but it was too narrow for either of us to climb through quickly.Then I noticed a small metal box beneath the terminal.“Ad
POV: ElenaThe words on the archive screen seemed to blur before my eyes.PROJECT EDEN: MATRIMONIAL ALLIANCE.Beneath the heading were two family names.LAURENT.VALE.And beside them, a date that made my stomach twist.The day Adrian and I had been married.“No,” I whispered.Adrian stood beside me, his face pale beneath the cold light of the underground archive. Moments earlier, we had discovered that his name appeared under Responsible Party in a record accusing him of attempting to kill me. Now, the system had opened another file bearing both our families' names.He reached toward the screen.“Don't touch anything.”I caught his wrist.He looked at me. “Elena, we need to see what's inside.”“We also need to know whether everything in this place has been designed to make us believe what someone wants us to believe.”His jaw tightened.“You think I planted this?”“I think your name is on a document accusing you of trying to kill me. I think our marriage might have been arranged befo
For one terrible second, I thought I had failed.Then the archive unlocked.PURGE SEQUENCE SUSPENDED.A new file opened automatically.Its title made my heart stop.THE VALE-LAURENT ARRANGEMENT.Adrian stepped back.“No,” he murmured.I turned to him.“What is it?”He looked at the document as if he had seen a ghost.“Elena, listen to me. Whatever is in that file, you need to understand that I didn't know.”“Didn't know what?”“That your grandfather had been planning something.”I opened the file.The first page contained a photograph of two men standing outside a private club.My grandfather.And Adrian's father.Beneath the photograph was a date.TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS AGO.The second page listed a series of financial transfers between their companies. The third contained a family tree linking the Vale and Laurent business empires through investments, shared properties, and confidential agreements.Then I reached the final page.It was a memorandum written in my grandfather's unmistakab
POV: Elena“ADRIAN VALE.”My Ex-husband’s name glowed on the screen.Beneath it, the words RESPONSIBLE PARTY stared back at me like a death sentence.For several seconds, I forgot how to breathe.The Eden Archive had been hidden beneath my grandfather’s estate, protected by layers of security and sealed records. Whatever secrets he had buried here, he had gone to extraordinary lengths to keep them from the world.And now, one of those secrets accused the man I had once trusted with my life.“I didn't want to kill you,” Adrian whispered.I turned toward him slowly.“Then explain why your name is on a record that says otherwise.”His face had lost every trace of color. He looked at the screen, then at me, as if he were watching the ground collapse beneath us.“I've never seen this file before.”“You expect me to believe that?”“I expect you to remember who I am.”A bitter laugh escaped me.“That is precisely the problem, Adrian. I don't know who you are anymore.”His jaw tightened, but
POV: ElenaThe silver key trembled between my fingers.EDEN ARCHIVE.ROOM 17.I read the engraving again, hoping the words would somehow change. They didn't.Neither did the message glowing on my phone.Now you know why Adrian saved your life.He wasn't supposed to save you, Elena.He was supposed to make sure you survived until your eighteenth birthday.I looked at Adrian.He was staring at the screen as though the person who had sent those messages had reached through it and torn open a wound he didn't know existed.“Did you know?” I whispered.His eyes snapped to mine. “Know what?”“That you were supposed to bring me back.”“No.”“Did your father tell you to watch me when we were children?”“No, Elena.”“Then why can't you remember saving me?”He opened his mouth, but no answer came.Behind us, his father was speaking urgently into his phone, ordering security to search the grounds. The shattered window allowed the cold night air to creep into the study. Somewhere outside, an alarm
POV: Elena“Why did you want to change my birth certificate?”The question left my mouth before I could stop it.Across the study, Adrian’s father stood frozen, his face drained of color. The phone in my hand illuminated the message that had shattered the room’s fragile silence.ELENA, IF YOU WANT TO KNOW WHO ADRIAN REALLY IS, ASK HIS FATHER WHY HE WANTED TO CHANGE YOUR BIRTH CERTIFICATE.Adrian stared at his father.“Dad?”His voice was quiet, but I heard the warning beneath it.“Tell me that message is a lie.”His father said nothing.That silence frightened me more than any confession could have.I tightened my grip on the phone. “My grandfather mentioned Project Eden in his diary. Now someone is telling me you wanted to alter my birth certificate. What does my identity have to do with your secret project?”“You are asking questions you don't understand,” his father finally replied.“Then explain them to me.”“Not here.”I laughed bitterly. “Of course. There is never a convenient p







