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I smiled as I looked at the mirror and straightened my suit. At last. I had landed a job — and not just any job, but my dream job. The words echoed in my head like a song I never wanted to stop hearing.
I smiled even wider, studying my reflection again, utterly satisfied with my look. The navy-blue suit wasn’t new, but it fit just right. I’d saved for weeks from my part-time jobs to buy it from a friend who once shared this same tiny room with me. It wasn’t perfect, but it made me look like someone who finally had a future. “Time to go to work,” I muttered to myself, smiling faintly as I glanced around my room. Calling it a room felt generous. It was barely large enough to fit a bed. it is just a mirror, and a small box where I kept my few clothes. A plastic chair sat in the corner beside two chipped plates and two spoons. The walls were cracked, the paint fading, but it was still home — my own place, my own little world. I had fought too hard to get here. Growing up in an orphanage was hell. Life was hard, but being unwanted made it worse. My parents had died in a gas explosion when I was four. Their properties were taken by relatives, leaving me with nothing. My aunt tried to take care of me, but when her husband lost his job, she said she couldn’t feed “a mouth that didn’t belong.” So she dropped me off at the orphanage and never came back. There, I learned to survive. I was bullied, ignored, forgotten — but I held onto one dream: to study, graduate with first-class honors, and work at Apex Holdings, the company everyone called “the city’s pride.” Today, that dream was real. I smiled again, grabbed my old leather bag, and locked my door. “Hey!” The sharp voice made me freeze. My heart dropped immediately. I didn’t even need to turn around to know who it was. “Eli!” my landlady shouted from downstairs. I sighed quietly and started walking faster, pretending not to hear. “If you dare leave,” she barked, “you’ll see your things outside when you return! That’s if you even have anything worth throwing out!” I turned slowly, forcing a smile as I walked toward her. She stood by her door, arms folded across her chest, eyes squinting at me like I’d just stolen something. “Good morning, ma’am,” I greeted softly. “Good what?” she snapped, scanning me from head to toe. “You had money to buy a suit but not to pay your rent?” “Ma’am, I promise, I’ll pay you,” I said quickly. “I just—” “Oh, please!” She rolled her eyes, cutting me off before I could finish. “I’ve had enough of your excuses. Six months, Eli! Six months! If you don’t pay by this weekend, I’ll throw everything you own outside. I’ve tried. I really have. But you’ve turned my kindness into foolishness!” Her words hit like little stones, and I couldn’t blame her. She was right. I bowed slightly. “I understand, ma’am. I’ll do everything I can to pay.” “You better.” She pointed a wrinkled finger at me. “Don’t think that fancy job will save you. People lose jobs faster than they get them.” She turned and slammed her door. I sighed. The excitement in my chest dimmed a little. There was no way I’d have enough money to pay by weekend. My first paycheck wouldn’t even come for another month. Still, I tried to shake the thought away. Today wasn’t the day to think about debts. I was finally starting a new life. As I stepped into the street, the early morning sun kissed my face. The city was already awake as horns blaring, vendors shouting, people rushing past. I tightened my grip on my bag and smiled faintly. “You can do this, Eli.” My phone buzzed in my pocket. I smiled when I saw the name flashing across the screen. Caleb. “Hey, love,” I answered softly. “Finally,” his deep voice came through, teasing and warm. “You didn’t even call me before leaving?” “I didn’t want to wake you up,” I said, smiling. “You came back from the night shift late.” “I don’t care. You know I wanted to be the first to say ‘congratulations.’” I laughed quietly. “You already said it like twenty times yesterday.” “And I’ll keep saying it till you believe it,” he said. “I’m proud of you, Eli. You worked so hard for this.” His words sank deep. Caleb had seen me at my lowest — when I almost dropped out of school, when I couldn’t afford food, when I thought I’d never make it. “Thank you,” I whispered. “Text me when you get there, okay? And please, don’t skip breakfast again.” “I won’t, Love you.” I said, “Love you more. Always.” The line went silent. I smiled at my screen for a moment before sliding the phone back into my pocket. I boarded a bus and found a seat by the window. The wind brushed my face and for once, life felt… peaceful. A small, strange feeling tugged at my chest — like déjà vu. I shook it off. Maybe I was just nervous. The bus stopped near the Apex Holdings building — tall, glass, beautiful. My heart raced as I stepped out. I had made it. The city’s pride. The job of my dreams. Maybe this was where my real life began. I took one deep breath and started crossing the street. Then someone screamed behind me. “HEY! WATCH OUT!” I turned. A trailer was speeding down the road, horn blaring. For one split second, the world slowed. The sunlight hit the metal, blinding me. I felt my body freeze and my legs refusing to move. Someone shouted again, but their voice was distant now. My heart pounded once, twice— So this is how it ends? The sound of the crash swallowed everything...Eli’s POV ~~~~~THAT SAME NIGHT~~~~ I let my body fall to the bed, fully exhausted. “I am so tired,” I mumbled to myself. Dinner had drained me more than I expected and Desmond drained me the most. After dinner, the adults stayed back in the living room to talk about business, properties, and other things I barely understood. I had tried to sneak away quietly, thinking no one would notice. But Desmond noticed. Every. Single. Time. “Where are you going?” he had asked the first time. “To get water,” I said. “I’ll come with you.” The second time— “I forgot something upstairs.” “I’ll walk you.” By the third time, I had given up. Now I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. The room was quiet except for the soft ticking of the wall clock. The lights were dim, only the bedside lamp was on. My curtains were half open, and the night breeze moved them gently. I turned my head and saw my phone on the lamp stand. Maybe scrolling through social media would help me relax.
Eli’s POV I stared at Desmond as he continued talking. He had not stopped talking ever since then. I sighed inwardly. In just a few minutes with him, I realized one thing clearly that he was a talkative. I kept nodding at whatever he said, offering small responses when necessary. “That must have been fun,” I said when he mentioned traveling abroad for a competition. “It was,” he replied excitedly. “You would have enjoyed it too if you hadn’t been in coma. You were always curious about everything.” I forced a small smile. “One thing I’m glad about,” he continued, “is that we get to go to school together. Even if we’re not in the same class, we can still see each other.” He turned toward me with that same steady smile. I quickly returned the smile, hiding the faint frown that tried to form on my face. School together? That meant he would be close more often. I turned my gaze toward the mansion. “I think it’s time we head back inside,” I said. “Yeah, that’s true,”
Eli’s POV ~~~~~~~Three Weeks~~~~ It had been three weeks since the graduation ceremony, and my life had fallen into a routine I could not escape. Ironically, it was the kind of life I once wished for—peaceful, stable and controlled. No desperate fights for survival. But now that I had it, the days felt slow. Predictable and almost dull. Every morning i wake up, I never miss to stand in front of the mirror and check my height against the mark I had drawn on the wall. I did it every single day without fail. And yes, there was progress. My body was slowly catching up. I no longer looked like a fragile child. I now had the height of a fifteen-year-old boy. My shoulders had broadened slightly, and my voice had deepened just a little. Anyone looking at me would know I was a teenager now. But I was still far from who I used to be. Dad had noticed my obsession with measuring my height. “You’ll grow when you grow,” he had said one morning while watching me stand against the wall. “Star
Eli’s POV He looked at the blue-eyed man with clear irritation. “And who are you?” Kyle asked. “That doesn’t matter,” the blue-eyed man replied evenly. “You don’t shake him like that.” Kyle let out a short, humorless laugh. “Excuse me? Who the hell are you to tell me what to do?” The air between them tightened. They stood almost the same height. Both straight-backed. Both unwilling to step back. Kyle’s eyes shifted to me. “Eli,” he said in a warning tone. “Come here.” I hesitated. The blue-eyed man did not turn to look at me, but I could feel that he was aware of my choice. Kyle stepped forward. “Are you hiding behind strangers now?” he asked coldly. “He’s not a stranger,” I muttered. Kyle frowned. “What?” “He helped me,” I said louder. Kyle’s eyes narrowed. “Helped you with what?” I pointed toward the direction the perverted man had run off. “That man grabbed me.” Kyle’s expression changed instantly. “What?” “He wouldn’t let go,” I continued. “I told
Eli’s POV I looked at Kyle who was sitting beside me with a serious and irritated expression. We were in the back seat of a black luxury car, heading to the event Elder Brother had mentioned. The air inside the car felt heavy. Kyle had not said a word since we left the mansion, and I did not bother to start a conversation. Earlier, I found out that the event was Elder brother graduation ceremony. After today, he would fully step into Dad’s company and start handling major responsibilities. I was not surprised that he was chosen to give the graduation speech. Being the heir to the top company in the country meant expectations were high. Failure was not an option. I rested my head against the window and watched the buildings pass by. When I first realized I was in the body of the richest man’s son, I had been excited. I thought I would spend money freely, enjoy luxury, and live comfortably without worry. But as days passed and I observed this family, I understood something cl
Eli’s POV I stared at my father who sat beside me in the back seat, while my brother Andy sat in front next to the driver. No one was speaking. But silence can speak louder than words. The air inside the car felt heavy. Even without looking at them, I could feel their anger. I sighed inwardly. MI caused this. All because I wanted to see Caleb. The car moved smoothly along the road. The tinted windows reflected my small face back at me. This face still felt strange. Younger, softer and innocent. After several minutes, the car slowed down and entered the mansion gates. The iron gates closed behind us with a deep metallic sound and the car stopped in front of the entrance. The driver stepped out first and opened the door for us. I was about to get down when my Dad’s hand suddenly grabbed my wrist. “Wait.” His voice was calm. “Andy,” he said without looking at him. “Go inside. Handle the documents in my office.” Andy glanced back at me briefly. He nodded. “Alright, Dad.” as he s







