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CHAPTER 30

DAPHNE YILDIZ WHITE Deep down, I knew the raw truth behind Cara’s accusation. I couldn't deny that I had been actively depending on Zammy’s presence over the past few days, using her company as a temporary shield because Cara had suddenly treated me like a complete ghost. The abrupt distance had left me feeling hollow and overwhelmingly alone. From the very beginning of this fixed arrangement, Cara was the single reason why the heavy reality of my marriage to Craig had become bearable in the end. I had survived by holding onto the words she had explicitly promised me in the dark: Cara will stay right by your side. She won't leave you. She will take care of your heart, and she won't let you face this fortress alone. Without ever intending to, I had allowed myself to become entirely dependent on her, gradually anchoring my stability to the quiet luxury of leaning on her shoulders. This cavernous, grand estate—which my soul refused to ever truly call a home—only lost its suffocating

CHAPTER 31

DAPHNE YILDIZ WHITE Despite the underlying tension, we actually managed to find a rhythmic, comfortable stride at the table, sharing light banter and soft laughter over our plates. Across from us, Craig and Eroz were being remarkably sweet to one another. Staring at the easy, fluid devotion between them, a familiar pinch of misery still clawed at my heart, but it was heavily outweighed by a genuine happiness. I was profoundly grateful to finally witness Craig operating with an unvarnished, radiant smile stretching across his face. He looked free. Cara, on the other hand, was turning into a massive source of frustration. Sitting right next to my shoulder, her manicured fingers were constantly, methodically fiddling with her phone screen. God only knew who the fuck was aggressively snatching her focus away through that glass, and the mere thought of it made a sharp wave of aggravation tighten my throat. She was physically anchored to the barstool, but mentally she was a zillion miles

CHAPTER 32

DAPHNE YILDIZ WHITE Almost a week had bled by in absolute, agonizing silence without Cara and me exchanging a single verbal syllable. I knew with absolute certainty that she slinked up to the landing to peek at me through the crack of my bedroom door whenever she arrived home late from the corporate offices, but I systematically forced my posture into a rigid position, pretending to be deeply asleep. I could have easily turned the brass key to lock her out of my perimeter entirely, but my brain couldn't map out the logic of why I stubbornly refused to do it. Every single night, I deliberately dragged my consciousness until the absolute break of dawn, forcing myself to binge-watch K-dramas. It was a calculated alibi; I did it solely so my body would sleep past midday, handing me a flawless excuse to never join Cara at the long mahogany breakfast table. Whenever the walls of the estate turned too suffocating, Eroz, Zammy, and I would escape to find a quiet sanctuary in the city. Our s

CHAPTER 33

DAPHNE YILDIZ WHITE We were already securely seated inside the luxury sports car when my fingers began violently wrestling with the seatbelt mechanism, a sudden surge of irritation taking over as the latch remained completely jammed in its slot. A heavy, low sigh escaped Cara’s lips at my struggle. Without a word, she clicked her own restraint open and tilted her entire frame across the center console, leaning so closely over my lap that our eyes locked in a sudden, breathless collision. My eyelids frantically fluttered, my gaze snapping away toward the windshield to aggressively block the intense, overwhelming depth of her emerald stare. Whenever her physical perimeter invaded mine like this, my heart rate instantly abandoned its normal rhythm, hammering a chaotic cadence against my ribs. The sharp, intoxicating notes of her signature designer perfume brushed against my face—a familiar, unchanging scent that instantly dragged my mind back to our late nights in the mansion. Fortuna

CHAPTER 34

DAPHNE YILDIZ WHITE To commemorate Cara and Kazzy’s monumental corporate milestone, we took the celebration out into the city night. We ended up at an elite, high-end lounge that Kazzy happened to own—her family was immensely wealthy, sitting on a sprawling empire of various industrial and hospitality enterprises. During our conversations over the private booth, I uncovered another staggering piece of the puzzle: Cara hadn't spent a single cent of her own personal capital to launch the business. Kazzy believed in Cara’s creative genius so fiercely that she had financed the entire layout herself, trusting everything to Cara's vision and appointing her as the company's supreme CEO. As I sat sipping my cocktail at our VIP table, Cara and Kazzy drifted to the center of the neon-lit dance floor to lose themselves to the music. I kept my gaze trained on her silhouette; watching her move through the hazy lights felt exactly like sitting in a dark cinema, completely transfixed by my absolut

CHAPTER 35

CARA WHITE POV The horror of what unfolded at the lounge tonight has shattered my equilibrium all over again, forcing a drastic, terrifying shift in my entire perspective. Watching Daphne look so small and broken in that hospital bed left me completely unsettled. A suffocating wave of insecurity swallowed my heart, a dark, persistent voice whispering that I am fundamentally incapable of deserving a girl like her. We are both women. How am I supposed to offer her the physical protection that a man can effortlessly provide? The answer came like a physical blow to my chest when I witnessed the fierce, white-knuckle desperation in the way she wrapped her arms around Craig. Like a relentless earworm—a catchy, invasive tune that traps a person’s mind and repeats on an endless, maddening loop—the words Daphne had thrown in my face inside the sports car kept haunting my soul like hell. “I am still deeply in love with Craig.” The raw admission reeled through my brain, explaining with a dev

CHAPTER 36

The sharp sound of my name violently brushed off the suffocating spiral of my thoughts. I blinked against the sterile fluorescent lights as Craig appeared at my side. "Daphne is looking for you," he said, his brow furrowing. "Where have you been?" Is she truly looking for me? The question remained locked behind my teeth. Isn't she currently with the person she really wants—you, Craig, my twin brother? "Cara, are you even listening?" Craig pressed with a sigh. "It seems like Daphne can't manage without you by her side right now, so just go back in." I didn't argue. If only my brother understood the reality of his words. He is the one Daphne truly needs; I am just the one who happens to be here. I pushed away the heavy emotions that had paralyzed me in the hallway and opened the door to return to her side. "Cara!" Hearing the soft lift in her voice the moment the door swung open was enough to ease the weight on my mind. She was sitting up, sharing a pizza with Zammy. A familiar pan

CHAPTER 37

CARA WHITE POV Yeah... right. I am absolutely nothing the exact second my twin brother steps into the room. "Take this too," I muttered, my voice tight as I handed him the paper bag. "There's fresh soup inside." Craig immediately took it and began carefully feeding Daphne, his attention entirely consumed by her comfort. Since I couldn't bear the suffocating weight of the scenery playing out in front of my face, I snatched the bag of clean clothes Craig had brought for me and retreated into the master bath. Perhaps a long, blistering shower could wash away the layer of toxic, unnecessary friction I was dealing with inside my own skin. But when I finally stepped back out onto the linoleum, Eroz had already arrived to join the huddle. The three of them were sharing a sudden burst of laughter over some private joke I had absolutely no context for. I locked my green eyes onto my twin, desperately trying to cut through the chatter. "Are you staying through the afternoon shift? Because

CHAPTER 38

DAPHNE YILDIZ WHITE The baseline from the club speakers thudded heavily through the floorboards of Miho’s family lounge. Even before my ass had a proper chance to warm up the velvet cushions of our VIP booth, I began aggressively hitting the alcohol, downing a tumbler of premium liquor like my life depended on the oblivion [local]. "Slow down, Daphne," Ziggy muttered immediately, her hand reaching over to gently wean the glass from my fingers as she settled onto the leather beside me. "The liquor isn't going to suddenly run out. We are definitely not chasing a strict deadline tonight." "Ziggy is entirely right, Daphne," Bridgette intermeddled from across the table, preaching with the solemn, clinical cadence of a priest at a pulpit. "We didn't orchestrate this night out just to watch you rapidly drown your liver. We are here to safely relax from our grueling university pressures. Stop turning premium liquor into tap water." "Listen to the sermon," Miho agreed with a grin. He hoiste

CHAPTER 39

DAPHNE YILDIZ WHITE I lost all tracking of the passing days, weeks, and months. Cara and I gradually shifted right back into the baseline rhythm of our old routine—operating flawlessly as close friends and sisters-in-law, but that was strictly the limit of our perimeter. I made a conscious, brutal effort to systematically execute and bury whatever dangerous, building feelings I harbored for her soul, because I knew with absolute certainty that the path was running toward a dead end. To keep my sanity intact, I completely knocked myself out with my university lectures. I threw my entire existence into hanging out with my friends and taking off for weekend drives with Zammy, which turned into a massive saving grace for my mental state. Furthermore, I finally masterfully cleared my driving lessons. The display car Cara had gifted me was no longer trapped under its canvas tarp; I could finally throw the keys in the ignition and leave the estate entirely alone whenever the walls turned t

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