All Chapters of WHO AM I THIS TIME?: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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 We finally got to the school and the van drove slowly through the large iron gates. The security men stood straight in their neat uniforms, checking each car before allowing them inside. Our driver showed a card, and the gates opened without delay. The van moved forward on a smooth road lined with tall palm trees and trimmed flowers on both sides. The air smelled fresh, like early morning rain, even though it hadn’t rained. Everything looked clean and carefully arranged. When the van stopped and I stepped down, I gasped in surprise. Can this really be called a school? The building in front of me looked more like a five-star hotel. The main structure was tall and wide, made of white and glass walls that reflected the sunlight. The windows were large and clear. The school logo stood proudly at the top of the building in bold silver letters. Students walked around in neat uniforms, laughing and talking in small groups. Some cars parked nearby were expensive brands I had o

Eli’s POV The school day finally came to an end. The last class had ended a few minutes ago, and most of the students had already left the classroom. The hallway outside was slowly becoming quieter as people headed home. Throughout the entire day, I never saw Kyle or Desmond again after the morning. Desmond had said he would check on me during break, but he never showed up. Dad had told me earlier that Kyle also attended this school and that he was in his final year. I wasn’t suprise he didn’t come to see me but I had hoped to see him at least once today. I slowly packed my things as I carefully slipped the laptop into my bag. I still felt a little strange owning something like this. It felt new and valuable, and I didn’t want to damage it by mistake. After that, I placed two of my textbooks into the bag. The remaining books were already in the locker room. The school had given me a locker earlier in the afternoon, and it now held most of my things. This school really thinks

Eli’s POV I stood in front of the massive building, staring up at it with a slightly dazed expression. The words “LoomsLight Restaurant” were written across the front in elegant golden letters. The sign alone looked expensive. The entire building was tall and beautiful, with glass walls that reflected the sunlight. It didn’t look like an ordinary restaurant at all. From what I could see, the place also functioned as a hotel. People walked in and out of the building dressed in suits, dresses, and expensive-looking clothes. A valet stood near the entrance, guiding cars into the driveway while another staff member held the door open for guests. This place screamed luxury. I shook my head slightly, forcing myself to focus. Alright, Eli. Get yourself together. I took a step forward and began walking toward the entrance. Before I could take another step, a hand suddenly grabbed my wrist. I groaned in frustration. Of course it was Desmond. I tried pulling my wrist away, but his

Eli’s POV “We’re here, sir.” The driver’s voice pulled me out of a light, restless sleep. I blinked slowly, my vision adjusting as I looked out through the tinted window. The mansion stood tall and silent in front of us, just as imposing as I remembered. I gave a small nod, more to myself than to the driver. He got out, walked around the van, and opened the door for me. Cool air rushed in, brushing against my face. I shifted forward, about to step out, when Desmond’s firm hand grabbed my wrist. I turned back to face him, already knowing the look I’d see on his face. And I wasn’t wrong. His jaw was tight, his eyes sharp, fixed on me like he had been waiting for this moment. “I’ll ask again,” he said, his voice low but heavy with meaning. “Don’t you have something to explain to me?” I let out a quiet breath, feeling the tension settle deeper into my chest. Of course, he wouldn’t forget about it. “I’ll explain everything later,” I replied, keeping my tone steady and final. I