A dance with the villian のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Lila's povI woke up gasping. my heart pounding as if it might explode. Sweat clung to my skin, and my bed sheets were tangled around me. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was. My mind was still trapped in the nightmare, the images of it swirling in my head—dark, terrifying, and vague. I couldn’t even remember what it was about, but the fear it left behind was real. Tears slid down my cheeks before I even knew they were there.I sat up, wiping at my face with shaky hands, but the panic wouldn’t go away. My breath was starting to become shallow and my vision blurred. I clutched my chest, trying to calm down. I was alone. Alex wasn’t here—he was out there somewhere, saving the world like always. And here I was, falling apartI needed to breathe. Breathe, Lila. I told myself over and over, but it wasn’t helping. My hands shook as I reached for my phone. The clock read 2:15 AM.Tears kept falling, and I couldn’t stop them. I felt so small, like I was drowning in my own mind. I’d never

Damon’s eyes softened, and for a moment, I saw a glimpse of the boy I used to love. “I know that feeling,” he said quietly. “When Isaac died and then my mom…I felt like a part of me was ripped away. That’s why I left, you know? I couldn’t stay here anymore. Everything reminded me of them.”I nodded, remembering now. Isaac, his younger brother died in a hero and villain clash and his mother had committed suicide due to the sadness. It had been too much for him to handle back then. We were just kids, but the weight of it had crushed him. That was why he had to leave. That was why we had to break up.“I remember,” I said softly. “I’m sorry, Damon. I’m so sorry.”He gave me a small, sad smile. “It’s not your fault. Life happens, you know? But seeing you now…it feels like maybe some things aren’t as gone as I thought.”I didn’t know what to say to that. The feelings of the past, of our breakup, of everything we’d been through, were all flooding back to me. But at the same time, there was t

Alex's povThe story was flawless, perfectly designed to keep the audience hooked, but the truth? That save was a joke. I hadn't’t been rushing to save anyone. The whole scene was set up—controlled from the start. The bus wasn’t in any real danger. I’d had the timing down to the second, every angle planned. The bridge wasn’t going to collapse, not with the tech I had in place to stabilize it. But the look on those kids' faces—that was real enough. Wide-eyed awe, believing I had pulled them from the brink of death. That’s the part that always gets me. They never question it. They just eat it up, hook, line, and sinker. It’s almost too easy sometimes. I kept my smile in place, pretending like the memory of that fake save meant something, but inside, I was laughing. If only they knew. But damn it, Lila wasn’t playing along. Every time Jessica directed a question toward her, she barely responded. It was like talking to a shadow of who she used to be. And I knew why. The memory

Alex's pov The underground facility was silent as I approached, the thick concrete walls absorbing any noise. It was hidden deep in the city’s undergrounds far from prying eyes. Victor had made it clear—this mission required discretion. No public attention, no mess. Just take out the target and disappear. That’s what the GHC needed. What they always needed. I walked through the dimly lit tunnels, my steps echoing against the cold stone. The file Victor had handed me was still fresh in my mind. Dr. Alyssa Morrow, a rogue scientist with dangerous ideas. A threat to everything the GHC had built. But I wasn’t here just for her. I was here to make sure that villain - Blackthorn paid for his crimes. The name circled in my thoughts like a predator waiting to strike. He was here. He always showed up when things got messy, and lately, things had gotten very messy. I clenched my fists, feeling the warmth of the solar energy building beneath my skin. The underground setting meant I hadn

Lila's pov I woke up with shock. my heart pounding in my chest. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was. My room and everything felt strange to me. I sat up, gasping for air. Something’s wrong. I can feel it deep inside me. My memories... they’re flooding back, all at once. The anniversary. I remember everything now. It started like any other night. I was waiting at the restaurant, dressed in the gown Alex had bought me. I had been hoping that maybe, just maybe, this time would be different. That he would finally show up and see me—not as the superhero the world adored but as his wife, a woman who felt invisible. But he didn’t come. He never does, at least not on time. I should’ve known better by then And then, Damon appeared. I hadn’t seen him in years. He looked the same, but different—colder, darker. He approached me with that same smile, but his eyes... they held something more. Something dangerous. I hadn’t known then what he really wanted, what he really was. We talked f