LOGINThe night was cold and too quiet.
My shoes clicked on the dry road as I walked home slowly, the sky looked heavy, dark, and ready to rain again. Kelvin’s business card was still in my hand..i looked at it for a long time before putting it in my pocket. I didn’t even know why I kept it, maybe because, for once, someone spoke to me kindly aside my parents. I sighed and wrapped my arms around myself, walking faster. But something didn’t feel right. The air suddenly felt thick, my chest grew tight, and it was hard to breathe. Then the ringing started again inside my head. Soft at first. Then louder. A small voice whispered, “Mommy… I’m scared.” I stopped walking. My heart jumped. “No, not now,” I whispered. “Please, not again.” My hands shook, my vision started to blur, I tried to walk, but my legs felt weak and the world started to spin,I could feel sweat on my forehead, even though the night was cold. “Stop… please…” The voice grew louder, crying, echoing inside my head. Before I could take another breath, everything went black. When I opened my eyes, I wasn’t myself anymore. The ground felt cold under my bare feet…The buildings looked taller, the cars bigger. I looked down at my hands small, soft, and tiny. I touched my face and hair. I wasn’t Rose anymore. I was her. Susy. But I wasn’t gone. I was trapped inside, watching everything through her eyes, i couldn’t move, I couldn’t speak. It felt like being tied to a chair inside my own head, screaming with no sound. Susy stood in the middle of the empty road, looking around with big, frightened eyes. Tears ran down her cheeks as she whispered, “Mommy… where are you?” Headlights appeared from a distance, a car slowed beside her. A woman stepped out, her face gentle and kind. “Sweetheart,” she said softly, “what are you doing out here all alone?” Susy looked up, crying. “I… I don’t know…” “It’s okay,” the woman said, bending down “You can come with me I’ll take you somewhere safe.” I wanted to scream No! Don’t go with her! I’m not a little girl! you cannot just trust anyone! But I couldn’t. Susy’s small hand slid into the woman’s, and I had no control. The woman took it gently, and just like that, we were gone. The police station smelled like paper and coffee, the lights were bright, almost too bright. Susy sat on a small wooden chair, hugging her knees, staring at the floor. A police officer came closer, crouching down beside her. “Hey there, little one,” he said gently. “What’s your name?” “Susy,” she whispered. “Do you know your mom’s phone number?” She shook her head. Inside, I screamed. Call Mom! Please, call Mom! The officer looked down at her hand and saw something a small, crumpled business card. He picked it up, smoothed it out, and read aloud. “Kelvin Halt…?” He frowned a little,“Is this your dad?” My stomach turned. No… don’t call him, please not him. But the officer had already walked off and picked up the phone. He dialed the number. Minutes later, the door opened. A tall man walked in wearing a black shirt, his face looked worried, then softened when he saw her. Kelvin Halt. The officer waved him over. “Mr. Halt, this little girl was found outside holding your business card, do you know her?” Kelvin crouched down slowly, looking at her face. “Hey,” he said quietly. “Are you okay?” Susy sniffled “I’m scared.” “You’re safe now,” he said gently “I’ll make sure nothing happens to you okay.” Inside, I wanted to scream,I’m Rose your junior secretary! But I couldn’t. He didn’t see me... Only her. He looked at the card, then back at her. “You were holding this?” Susy nodded. “Okay,” he said softly. “We’ll find your family.” He smiled a little. “Do you know your mom’s phone number?” I screamed in my head again. Call Mom! Please! And somehow, Susy listened… She whispered a number quietly. Kelvin leaned closer, repeating it carefully. “Got it,” he said, and he called. After a few seconds, a woman’s voice came through the phone shaking, scared. “Hello?” “Is this Susy mum?” Kelvin asked. “We found a little girl lost in the street, and she gave us this number.” There was a long pause, then a cry. “Yes! That’s my daughter! I’m coming right now!” Mom came running into the station not long after, her hair was messy, and her face was full of tears. When she saw Susy, she froze. “Rose…” she whispered, her voice breaking. The officer looked at her. “Ma’am, is this your daughter?” “Yes,” she said quickly, rushing forward. “Yes, she’s my baby.” She dropped to her knees and hugged Susy tightly, i could feel her arms around me, her heart was beating fast, her hands shaking. Inside, I wanted to cry too, but I couldn’t, I was trapped. Mommy… I was scared,” Susy said in a small voice. Mom brushed her hair and kissed her head “I know, baby... Mommy’s here now, You’re safe.” She’s not your mummy you silly child I said in my head. Kelvin stood a few steps away, watching quietly, he didn’t say much he just handed Mom the business card again. “Keep it,” he said. “If anything happens, call me.” Mom nodded, her eyes full of tears. “Thank you… thank you so much.” Kelvin gave a small nod, then turned away slowly. Outside, the night was still cold, the wind blew hard as Mom carried Susy to the car she held her close and whispered, “Mommy’s got you now.” I watched the city lights pass by through the window, the world looked blurry and far away. And right then, I knew this curse was worse than I ever thought. It wasn’t just the faces. It wasn’t just the voices. It took me… my body, my voice, my soul. Now, I was trapped inside her, watching and waiting. And not knowing if I would ever come back again.The elevator doors slid open, and the moment I stepped onto my floor, my chest tightened, I already knew what usually waited for me.The bully and whispers.The eye rolls.The fake laughs.The extra work dumped on my desk like trash.But today… Nothing, like the universe decided to bless my day.I walked into the secretaries’ department and the whole place was quiet…fucking too quiet.Sandra typed like she was in a typing competition.Hilda didn’t even glance up.Mia and Lissa didn’t smirk or say their usual nonsense.They just sat there stiff, pretending to work like the whole floor suddenly became a church.My footsteps slowed.Okay… creepy.Peace wasn’t normal in this place, If they were quiet, it meant something worse was coming…my stomach already had that heavy feeling like I had walked into the wrong place at the wrong time.Then I saw it.The way they kept stealing side-eyes at one another.Small sneaky smiles.
The moment those stupid words left my mouth, I felt my whole body freeze, I turned to Kelvin slowly, scared of what I’d see on his face.He wasn’t angry neither was he cold, he was just shocked, like I had said something that hit him harder than I meant.His jaw tightened. “Who told you that?” he asked quietly, the calmness in his voice scared me more than if he had shouted. “Where did you hear that from? Who told you I was gay?”I couldn’t answer, my throat locked up, and I just looked down, squeezing my hands together.Kelvin studied my face for a second, then unbuckled his seatbelt and moved closer and before I could react, he gently held my face with both hands, his palms were warm and steady.“Rose,” he said softly, “I’m not gay and I’ve never been gay.”I swallowed hard, still unable to speak.“I don’t know who told you that,” he added, brushing my cheek lightly, “but you can’t believe every rumor about me, there are too many of them and if you keep
~ Rose POV ~When I opened my eyes that evening, something felt wrong.Not frightening, not supernatural… just different.For the first time in what felt like forever, my mind was quiet, I didn’t feel like I was sharing it with other faces.No Blaire’s sharp voice.No pressure behind my eyes.Just silence.Just me...Rose David!I didn’t know whether to feel relieved or terrified.I pushed myself off the bed, half-expecting a voice to snap inside my skull.But nothing.I barely took two steps before my phone vibrated.Unknown number.But I knew the caller.My stomach dropped before I answered.“H‑hello?”Kelvin Halt’s voice cut through the line like steel.“Dress up… send me your address,” he said sharply.“Sir? I—I can come to you myself, I don’t want you to stress—”“I didn’t ask you that,” he said flatly. “Send the address.”The call ended.My fingers trembled as I typed the location, It was late,
~ kelvin ~I didn’t go home.I didn’t even leave the building.Instead, I walked straight into the private elevator and hit the basement level…the one only Josh and I had access to. But today, I didn’t need comfort, I only needed isolation…I need to think.I need to breathe before I drowned in the storm clawing its way up my chest.When the elevator doors slid open, the air in the underground floor hugged me like an old, unwelcome friend. Dim light, soundproofed walls, restricted rooms, the low hum of the ventilation system vibrating through concrete and steel. A place meant for confidential files, emergency lockdown, and the kind of secrets no company ever admitted to keeping.A place no one would disturb me.I walked inside and shut the door behind me, letting the echo cut off the world above.For the first time in years, my hands shook, not from fear.Fear was easy, predictable…something I learned to master before I could even sp
~ Kelvin ~We both walked back into the office. The moment the doors opened on the top floor.The atmosphere was too quiet. The secretaries were pretending to type but kept stealing glances at me.I ignored all of them and walked straight into my office.The second I entered, I stopped again.There was a folder placed neatly on my table.A black folder.One I didn’t leave there.Josh followed behind and frowned when he saw it.“Did you request anything?” he asked.“No.”I walked closer and opened it.My chest tightened immediately.Inside the folder was a picture.A picture of a man I know too well tied to a chair.Mouth gagged.Face beaten.Hands bound.A message was written at the bottom in red ink:“Next time, it won’t be just the hand.”Josh froze beside me.“Kelvin… who dropped this here?”I clenched the folder shut and exhaled slowly.“It’s the same person who brought the box,
~ Kelvin’s pov ~The ride to my mother’s new house was quiet… too quiet.She sat in the backseat, her fingers still loosely wrapped around Rose’s hand. She hadn’t said a single word to me or Josh since we left the prison gates. Not even a glance.Fifteen years locked up, and the first person she chose to speak to wasn’t me.It was a total stranger… my very own secretary.I didn’t know what irritated me more, was it the silence, or how naturally Rose David seemed to fit beside her, calming her, supporting her, like they’d known each other their whole lives.When the car stopped in front of the house I bought for her, my mother didn’t even wait for me to open the car door. She stepped out slowly, still holding Rose’s hand like Rose was the only safe thing in the world.And yet my mum is the scariest person you could ever imagine.Rose helped her up the small staircase quietly. My mother leaned on her lightly, taking in the air as she







