MasukEli’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







