All Chapters of Her Reckoning: Love is the deadliest game of all: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Back at Trunks’ place, dinner was over, and they’d retreated to his room. He emerged from the bathroom, wiping his hands with a towel. “Sorry, I hope I wasn’t too long,” Trunks said. “No, you weren’t,” Angelique replied. “Did you enjoy the dinner?” he asked. “Yes, it was fabulous,” she answered, smiling softly. Trunks smiled back. “I’m glad.” “Trunks…” she began. “Hmm?” He looked up, his tone naively curious. “I have a question.” “Go on.” “At Stanton, it’s the top student on the Diamond Board who rules the school, right?” “Yes.” “But how come you’re at the top, yet Suhee seems to manage everything?” she asked. “The Diamond Board is composed of the top five richest students in the university,” Trunks explained, sitting beside her. “They’re ranked from the wealthiest to the least wealthy. Each of them is attributed a Gem — each Gem comes with exclusive privileges and a title. It’s… a very complex system.” “I have all the time in th

The tournaments and competitions had begun, and campus life pulsed with excitement. Angelique trained every day for the swimming contest, her determination unwavering. Trunks was always there—timing her laps, watching her glide through the water with admiration that bordered on devotion. When they weren’t at the pool, they were inseparable—walking hand in hand across campus or tucked together in a quiet corner of the library. Trunks seemed more relaxed around her now, almost at ease in a way he’d never been before. Girls on campus couldn’t help but envy them. Trunks was perfect—charming, attentive, and generous. He showered Angelique with expensive gifts, learned to give better compliments, and the way they looked together… it was almost unfair. Her beauty gave him confidence, a new kind of pride that made him the envy of other male students. But with Suhee, things were no longer the same. They barely spent time together anymore. Angelique occupied most

As the music swelled, each girl emerged from the darkness, one by one. Nia: Hana wa saite chitte. Eien no honō mo nakute. No, nothing will stay the same. Waka tte itakedo. (Flowers bloom and fall. There is no eternal flame. Nothing will stay the same. I knew it, but…) Raye: Sukui ageru ash. Yasashī memories of us. Like sand in an hourglass. Mō modosenainoni. Kaze ga saratte ku. (Scooping up ash, gentle memories of us. Like sand in an hourglass. We can’t go back. The wind still blows.) Cherry: Kieta kūkan, kieta iki. Kiesatta our memories. I can’t forget you, I can’t catch you… Suhee stepped forward as the light found her. Her voice was deep, aching, beautiful. Sora: I’m dancing in the ash. Kimi ga kureta the rush… The crowd fell silent, lost in her tone. Her eyes were full of emotions. Her love and pain could be felt in her voice. At that moment, Trunks burst into the auditorium, his light stick in hand. He stoppe

Two days had passed since the concert. Trunks hadn’t left his room—or eaten. He refused calls and wouldn’t see anyone except Angelique or Grandma Yuna. Depressed and withdrawn, he’d shut out the world, and Angelique took advantage of the moment. She planned their Christmas break herself, determined to make Trunks forget his pain and see her as his refuge. But deep down, she had another plan: to learn more about H Holdings, Sash Conglomerate, and the mysterious person behind Trunks’ fortune. And slowly, she was succeeding. Trunks, too broken to notice, gave her access to his accounts. She discreetly transferred funds into an offshore account shared with her secret accomplice. Meanwhile, she arranged an extravagant trip to London—five-star hotel, skating at Somerset House, Christmas shopping on Oxford Street, a West End show, Winter Wonderland at Hyde Park, and dinner in a gingerbread house. Grandma Yuna wasn’t pleased. She wanted Trunks to stay home for the holidays, to heal quietly

Two days had passed since the concert. Trunks hadn’t left his room—or eaten. He refused calls and wouldn’t see anyone except Angelique or Grandma Yuna. Depressed and withdrawn, he’d shut out the world, and Angelique took advantage of the moment. She planned their Christmas break herself, determined to make Trunks forget his pain and see her as his refuge. But deep down, she had another plan: to learn more about H Holdings, Sash Conglomerate, and the mysterious person behind Trunks’ fortune. And slowly, she was succeeding. Trunks, too broken to notice, gave her access to his accounts. She discreetly transferred funds into an offshore account shared with her secret accomplice. Meanwhile, she arranged an extravagant trip to London—five-star hotel, skating at Somerset House, Christmas shopping on Oxford Street, a West End show, Winter Wonderland at Hyde Park, and dinner in a gingerbread house. Grandma Yuna wasn’t pleased. She wanted Trunks to stay home for the holidays, to heal quietly