The Girl He Never Saw のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Sangaria City, Arlencia.Right as the wedding was about to kick off, a little kid sprinted into the hall clutching grape juice—and slammed straight into Mira.Purple splashed everywhere. Her white gown? Ruined.She shrieked, "My dress! Who let this brat in? Get him out—now!"Vincent rushed over at the noise, but froze when he caught the look on her face.Irritated. Snappy.That wasn't the Mira he remembered—quiet, soft-spoken, never this unhinged.Seeing her flip like that? Jarring."Vincent? When did you get here? I didn't even see you."Her voice was sweet again, like nothing happened. That sharp edge from earlier? Gone."I heard you yelling. Just wanted to make sure you're okay.""It's nothing," she smiled. "Some kid spilled juice on me. I'll go change—wait here, okay?"Vincent nodded. "Okay."But something felt... off.Not just now—this kept happening.She didn't feel like the same girl he used to know.He couldn't pin down what had changed.And worse? Sometimes, w

Vincent stared her down, ice-cold. Silent.That's when it hit Mira—she'd messed up."I didn't mean to forget," she rushed out. "Wedding stuff's just fried my brain. Vincent, don't be mad. After we get married, you can tell me again, okay?"She clung to his sleeve, gave it a soft shake.He looked at her—this close—and felt nothing but disgust."Mira Clarke," he said, voice sharp, "you're still lying? You were NEVER the one who stayed with me."Then he shoved her. Hard.Caught off guard, she stumbled, then tumbled straight down the steps.Her dress ripped. Skin scraped.Cameras went wild. Flash after flash.Mira curled in on herself, face buried in her hands, too panicked to move.She wanted to run after Vincent, to say something, anything—but he was already onstage, grabbing the mic."Today's wedding is canceled. Mira Clarke isn't the bride I was looking for."And just like that, he walked out.Outside the hall, he ran straight into Donald and Diana."Vincent? What's goin

Over the next few days, Sasha and Luke kept hitting up the vet clinic.Thanks to the nurses, the kitten was finally looking better.Sasha wanted to bring it home, but her lease was strict—no pets, no exceptions.Luke glanced over. "Why not let it crash at my place? I've got more space, and I used to have cats back in Arlencia."He pulled out his phone, flipping it around to show her.His lock screen? A big-eyed gray tabby, cute enough to melt steel.Sasha looked down at the kitten curled in her arms. "Alright. But I'm covering food and supplies. You already paid for the vet—my turn.""Deal," Luke said. Then, "You won't be able to haul all that stuff alone. I'll come."She hadn't expected that. But yeah, she was in.They hit the pet store and loaded up—supplies, toys, the whole kitten starter pack.Sasha hesitated over every pick.Luke? Zero complaints. Just kept tossing out calm, helpful suggestions.Something warm stirred in her chest.No one had ever been this patient wi

Vincent stood at the window, cigarette burning low between his fingers.The second he realized Sasha was the one he'd been chasing this whole time, he'd lit the city on fire looking for her.Nothing. She was gone.Every number—dead. Every account—wiped.The guilt hit hard. Too late. Too blind.And now? He didn't even have a shot at making it right.One thought pounded through him: 'Find Sasha. Fast.'A knock. He crushed the cigarette without blinking."I heard you're planning to tell my family," Vincent said, voice like ice. "That a threat?"Donald flinched the second he stepped in, like the room dropped ten degrees. Whatever smugness he had earlier? Gone."No, no, not at all. I just didn't wanna see things fall apart between you and Mira. You two make such a good match."Vincent laughed under his breath. "A good match? You think I'm an idiot?"Donald couldn't even meet his eyes. But when he remembered Mira skipping meals at home, he pushed out, "Her mother and I are both t

When the car rolled into the Scythe estate, Mira frowned. No one came to open her door.She shifted her purse and pushed it open herself.A brutal yank snapped her forward.A thick black cloth slammed over her eyes.Fear hit all at once."Who are you? Let me go! I'm Vincent Scythe's wife—how dare you touch me!"Her scream went shrill.One of the men kicked the back of her leg. "Shut up. Want to live? Then behave."She froze. Didn't make another sound.Time blurred.All she knew was that they dragged her into some sealed space, the air thin and suffocating.Vincent stepped out of the shadows and ripped off her blindfold.Mira flinched hard.He grabbed her chin, eyes locked on hers. "What's wrong? Scared of me now? Or just guilty?"Her heart dropped. "Vincent? Wait—why is it you? Why'd you have them tie me up?""You seriously don't know?" His grip tightened.Pain shot through her jaw. She whimpered, couldn't even get words out.Then he let go—slow, deliberate."Still pl