Emiko shifted her imagination at 8:00 AM; the ship buzzed with activity as the wedding preparations reached their peak.
William's mother approached Emiko in the rushed hallway, and her concern was evident. "Is the bride ready?"
Emiko stood tall and managed a small smile formed on her lips, her fingers clasped tightly in her dress. "Yeah... I think she is."
William's (Groom) mother looks at her up and down, a skeptical arch to her brows, "What she is... What do you mean?"
Oh! Shit! I almost forgot to tell you. Serena… she wants to get ready by herself. She didn't want to bother anyone." Emiko leaned closer to her face, lowering her voice. "She said... she wanted to surprise William. Don't tell him."
William's mother nodded, eyes widened, mouth opened slightly. "Really... she's so thoughtful. It makes me more eager... how she looks in a bride dress." Then, she hurried off while talking to someone on the phone.
Emiko exhaled a relieved breath. "Shit, I have unlocked a new talent!" she murmured, a spark igniting in her chest. "I think I'm good at acting now! I want to go audition!" But the second thought crashed down like a bucket of ice water: her smile faded, her brows narrowed, Audition...or jail? Emiko thought, the two words echoing in her mind.
"Emiko...." Damien's voice cut through her thoughts.
"This man is my problem; even I can't daydream." "Tawagoto..." The morning illusion shattered when Damien burst into anger, his voice raw with disbelief. "She's gone," he growled. "What the f*ck did she do?"The clang of metal on metal made Emiko jump. Damien had punched the door hard in rage. His knuckles were slowly bleeding from where he'd punched the steel door.
"Dami!" she cries out, tears flowing down her cheeks, her heart pounding against her rib. "What are you doing, Dami? You're hurting yourself! Please stop doing this... She grabbed his injured hand, but he flinched away.
Then, he paused to process everything, he turned to her side, his jaw clenched, his eyes blazing in fury. He gripped her neck towards the wall, lifting her upwards. Her toes brushed the floor. She struggled against his hold, her eyes wide with fear.
"How let this happen? You're the one who is always with her."
"Tell me, Emiko..." he shouted, looking at her face, his neck veins popping out while he talked.
"Dami... Please...."
"Do you know about this already? Right? You seem suspicious from the start."
His hand tightened on her neck, another hand balanced on the wall. "You two already planned everything, right?"
"Dami…" she strangled against his grip, her voice barely a whisper. The pressure was intense, her throat tighter, and everything was starting to blur.
"Dami…please… I can't breathe...." Her vision blurred, his anger merging with the throbbing pain in her head.
Suddenly, there was another shrewd voice, "What the hell are you doing?!"
Damien's came to reality, his grip loosened slowly, his fingers trembling. He pulled his hand away from Emiko's throat, his eyes widening in horror as he looked at the marks he had left on Emiko's neck. "What…what the fuck...did I just do?" he stammered.
Emiko coughed too heavily, struggling to regain her breath.
Blackwood's voice crashed through the room, cutting through the silence. "For your sister's sake, you're going to kill your wife?!" He glared at Damien, his face contorted with rage.
"Dad....." Damien ran a hand through his hair, "How can I explain this to James? The bride just ran away through the damn window!" His voice was wobbly."How could she betray her own family?"
The sound of footsteps broke the silence in the hallway as William's parents arrived, their faces filled with concern. Damien and Blackwood stood frozen, hearing William's voice from outside, but he didn't express it.
Emiko's mind reeled. William's parents…they're coming. The thought sent a shiver of fear down her spine. How could I face them? How could Dami face them? Tears welled in her eyes. I'm so sorry, Dami. I've failed as a wife. I'm the reason for all of this. The weight of her mistake pressed down on her, suffocating her inside.
William's mother looked around the room nervously and asked, "Where's the bride? Everyone is waiting."
The room remains silent, with no expression on their faces.
Blackwood stepped forward, holding a folded piece of paper he'd found on the mirror table. "There's a letter," he said quietly glancing at everyone, unfolding it."A letter?" James repeated, his voice tight.
Everyone fell silent as he opened it and began reading.
Dami,
This is Serena. I hope you're the one who finds this, Dami.
I can't marry William. Even though I respect him and his family, my heart belongs to someone else. I'm in love with your friend, Ethan. I… I'm already six weeks pregnant. I know you'll understand my situation, and I apologize for doing this to you and everyone. Please don't try to find me, because I left last night.— Serena
William's mother gasped, her eyes welling with tears. "What... Pregnant? "With Ethan's child?" She breathed heavily, her voice shaking with shock.
James' face became scarlet as his rage blew up. "You guys are kidding me, how did no one notice she was gone?!"
Blackwood stepped forward, his face pale, and he opened his mouth. "I am sorry, James, we didn't expect this to... But... we can..."
Before saying another word, James crumpled the letter from his hand. He grabbed Blackwood's shirt collar. "What the hell is this, Blackwood?" he roared.
"We planned this marriage with her permission! Right? She also agreed to it! Then... what is this nonsense?!" He shouted very loudly, his voice rocking the room.
Before Blackwood could answer, Damien stepped forward and yanked James' hand from his father's collar. "Show some respect! James," Damien snapped, his voice severing the tension like a blade.
James's anger was a living thing, radiating from him in waves. "Respect????????"
"You guys are asking for fucking respect from me, uh..."
"Your daughter humiliated me and my son. How can I explain to my son? How can he accept this shit? He loves her..." His hand moved to his jacket; James pulled out a gun. His grip was tight, pointed at everyone in the room, his eyes wild with fury. "Damien, your family going to pay for what your bitch sister did."
Everyone in the room froze, their faces pale with shock as they caught sight of the gun in James's hands.Damien's thoughts raced to watch a gun in James' hand. Shit!! Things are totally out of control; he won't hesitate to pull the trigger. Do something, Dami.
Even James's wife, standing a few steps away, trembled with fear, her eyes wide and filled with doubtfulness at her husband's actions. "Honey..., it's okay, don't do anything wrong… she doesn't deserve our son. It's made even worse, if you do something wrong."
Emiko standing off to the side, in shock immediately covered her mouth with her hands. "Please, James, stop! It's not the way! Simply put down the rifle." Her voice shakes with urgency as she begs.Tension enveloped the whole room, stretching the silence to a breaking point, and each moment seemed to drag on forever.
"James, please stop! We can fix this. I know.... my daughter made a huge mistake, but this is not helping us..." Blackwood pleaded, his hand outstretched.
Damien intended to attempt to obtain the weapon of his choice. He moved closer to James.
"You think this is just about humiliation?" James's finger tightened on the trigger as he growled. "It's about justice for my son!"
Every sound remained silent when the air was hit by the thundering crack of a gunshot, which echoed like a bomb.
Damien's mind struggled to process what had happened. His gaze was drawn to the smoking gun in James's hand. A high-pitched whine filled his ears, drowning out everything else. He saw the spreading pool of blood, a dark red stain creeping across the wooden floor.
Now the smell of sea air mingled with blood and gunpowder.
Damien's room was silent except for the air conditioner's hum. he rotated the amber liquid in his glass while his eyes remained locked on the photograph. Blackwood glared at him through the photograph with a stern expression mingled with kindness which appeared frozen in time.A relentless beast of memory from that day 24 years back tormented Damien. The expression of violent anger on James's face appeared to Damien in his nightmares. The betrayal Serena committed continues to feel like a cutting pain inside his chest. Damien felt his jaw tighten as he looked at the incriminating letter his father held in his hand.He murmured "Serena" while his words dripped with venomous undertones. The whiskey burned his throat while offering him a much-needed diversion. Time has passed but my anger remains unchanged. The humiliation still stings. Your actions resulted in me losing my father, business and everything precious to me. The burden of his history weighed heavily on him like an unending p
"Excuse me." The newcomer's deep and clear voice carried brightness across the room He stood with one hand in his pocket, the other holding a schedule. Mrs. Chen stood at her desk and smiled and waved at him. "Um, yes, dear""Ma'am, Is that the Business Economics lecture hall?"Mrs. Chen nodded, her smile warm and welcoming. "Are you new?" she asked. "Yes, Come in " He took his time strolling through the room. As the girls moved in their seats, they made a scraping sound against the floor, some girls changed positions to see better. Whispered voices filled the room with a soft rustling like dry leaves moving in a light wind.The professor directed her attention to the classroom and declared, "Everyone, please listen." He is our new student" Mrs. Chen faced Nate's side, a friendly glint in her eyes. "Why don't you tell everyone a bit about yourself?" she suggested."I'm Nathaniel. Just call me Nate," he said, with a small grin, his hand through his already disheveled dark hair. He
Suddenly, a fragment of imagination flashed in her mind. A cold, night. Streetlights cast long shadows. She saw a man in a black hoodie staring across the street near the streetlamp. She paused and looked back, glancing around nervously. No one here, please calm down Eve.... she thought, trying to calm her racing heart. But then, she saw him again, closer this time, his face still unclear by the hood. Who's he? Or is he following me, I am the one who standing in an empty street, she realized, She broke into a run, her footsteps pounding on the deserted empty street. Behind her, she heard footsteps, pounding closer now. 'Without glancing back, Please... God, I have to reach my house, give me strength. Run, run... Eve run... ' she thought, her silent scream echoing in her mind, close behind her. The empty street stretched out before her.She runs as much as she can, nearly falling, her breath coming in heavily. She finally got to her gate, her hands shaking like crazy as she tried t
Luna pointed her cheeks. "You are blushing, Eve", she teased.The bell rang, cutting off the remaining chatter. "Okay, Zoey..., Luna, see you tomorrow," Evangeline said while grabbing her bag."Okay.... Don't forget to tell us tomorrow, 'What was that something?' " Zoey said with a wink.Evangeline rolled her eyes again but couldn't help a smile. She texted Aaron: I'm leaving. If you have time, come to the hallway.Aaron replied almost immediately: Okay.She put her phone into her bag and glanced around the room. Nate was gone. She grabbed her bag from a desk and left the classroom. Zoey and Luna trailed behind her."Finally, my friend Eve got some butterflies in her stomach," Zoey teased as they reached the hallway.Luna chimed in, "About time! I was starting to think she was immune to handsome guys."Evangeline just shook her head hearing music, a smirk playing on her lips, and she glanced walking towards the hallway, students rushing towards their homes, their voices silent in musi
"We can handle it, Evangeline; you can take a rest inside the car," Chris said seriously, straightening his whole body."Rest............. Why?" Evangeline sneered, flipping her hair back. "I'm the only one who knows everything about this house. So, it's easy to catch him, right?"Chris and Michael exchanged a look of a lack of certainty."Guys..... I have a weapon!" Evangeline declared, opening her bag. "Chris, Michael, it's time. Grab your weapons," she whispered dramatically, handing them their tools.She gave Chris a pair of scissors. "You can use this if that thief attacks me, got it...? We have to prove scissors aren't just for cutting paper." Her voice was serious.Chris nodded, his eyes showing clear confusion as he scanned the harmless-looking scissors in his hand. What is this? Is this weapon going to attack the thief? I was trained for bodyguards, but she treated me like a kid, Chris thought and a disappointed smirk appeared on his lips.Micheal, laughing at the corner of
Nate exited the bar, unaware of the figure of a hooded man melting into the shadows by the elevator.They waited for the lift. The illuminated arrow remained stubbornly pointed downwards. Nate glanced at his watch, a flicker of impatience crossing his face, adjusting his coat. Then, finally, a soft beep announced the elevator's arrival.The silence stretched, making Nate uneasy. Then, a distorted, almost metallic clang echoed from the elevator shaft. The doors creaked open.They stepped inside, the silence amplifying the gentle hum of the machinery. Kim pressed the button for the parking level.Hiding in the shadows by the stairwell, the hooded figure scrolled through the photos on their phone. Each picture showed Nate in some moment, and after a quick look, they hit the "send" button, and he added, "My Job has been done". He texted while the notification popped up that the payment was credited.The photos quietly vanished into cyberspace.A phone, its screen a dim beacon in a darkened
The class fell silent, curiosity filling the air, glancing at each other.Mrs. Anabella continued, "You're going to choose your partner from your hands." She showed a glass jarThe students stared at each other in shock, the atmosphere charged with surprise and uncertainty. This wasn't a typical assignment. Evangeline leaned over to Zoey, a wry smile twisting her lips, and murmured, "Are we in university or kindergarten? It's like she thinks we're still kids." Zoey nodded, watching her professor, chewing the gum, and tapping her pen against her notebook. "I was hoping for a regular lecture today. This feels like P.E."Mrs. Anabella, ignoring the mutterings, continued, "I've written all the boys' names in this jar. Each girl has to pick one. That'll be your partner for the project." A wave of whispers washed over the classroom. Some girls giggled with excitement, already eyeing potential partners. Others expect their crush's name. Everyone excitedly awaited their turn to take the jar
The afternoon sunlight reflected weakly through the thick clouds, a small light reflecting the entrance to the sports club. Nate, Kim, and Mike pushed through the heavy glass doors. When they stepped inside, everyone could smell that usual scent of polished wood and the smell of sweat. The sounds of squeaking sneakers, murmurs, and the bouncing of basketballs echoed from the whole hall.A tall, handsome, young, athletic guy in a club jacket walked towards them and welcomed them with a warm smile spreading across his face. "Hey, man! I'm Jason, the final-year president of the sports club," he said, extending his hand.Nate returned the strong handshake with a gentle smile, glancing around. "Hi, Jason, I'm Nate, and these are my friends, Mike and Kim. We noticed on the student organisation board outside that we are interested in joining the basketball club."Jason's smile widened. "Great! You guys are always welcome, "he said, watching them all."Before joining, you must fill out these
Ha-Joon was busy making coffee for a customer, but his mind replayed their conversation from earlier today. After a long day, the bar was empty and felt heavy with the silence of unspoken words. After cleaning, removed his wet apron, and turned off the lights, plunging the room into darkness. He locked the door, the click echoing the finality of his decision.The city hummed around him as he biked to his hacker class. He put on his helmet, and a cold shield, and went inside, the computers' hum a familiar comfort.He typed code, lines of logic on the screen, a temporary escape. But the time flew Fastly, and everyone left the hall except him, he glanced at his watch, "shit, already 1 am, " he muttered. "Seo-Yeon would be hungry." He rushed to a nearby noodle shop, hoping the warm food would bridge the gap between them.After reaching his apartment, he entered the hall, "Sorry I'm late..." he began, holding the noodles parcel.Seo-Yeon sat on the sofa, her face tear-stained and angry, wai
The hacker's mind reeled to his past, the dark room went bright morning, and golden sunlight flashed across the polished floor of Seo-Yeon's hall. Evangeline, a whirlwind of vibrant energy, entered, her hands carrying the parcel. "Seo-Yeon... where are you?" she called, her voice echoing against the quiet.Evangeline unlocked the Seo-Yeon room and entered, " Look what I brought for you "she said with a bright smile.Seo-Yeon propped against a mountain of pillows, and coughed lightly, tied her messy black hair, "What did you bring for your sinui (Sister-in-law)?" she teased.Evangeline arranged the parcels on the bedside table, her eyes sparkling. "I got my favorite dishes...." she declared, her eyes sparkling.Seo-Yeon narrowed her eyes and coughed, "Huh? Your fav....""Okay.... I brought your favorite......, chicken soup and porridge for my lovely bestie " she said, glancing around the room, "where is my Oppa? Seo-Yeon narrowed her eyes slightly, a knowing smile playing on her lips,
Daisy's phone vibrated through her bag, and she glanced at the screen causally, "Okay" she texted back, and she returned her attention to the front, Mr. Clark's lecture was finished, before he left the hall, he said, "Students, for project two members only" he announced, his voice echoing in murmurs.Zoey, her face flushed with excitement, leaned over. "Eve, I have an audition this afternoon. Modeling! It's gonna take ages. I'll call you later, okay?Evangeline sketches her unfinished drawing, her eyes look up Zoey's face, and she nods her head slowly, "Okay.... All the best" she says and continues her work.Zoey, a whirlwind of nervous energy, grabbed her bag and hurried out Daisy followed after 2 minutes, silently. The sun was at its peak, and the air was warm, they stepped onto an empty terrace. " Why can't she remember you?" she asked, her voice mingled with confusion and disappointment."How do I know? I did everything you said" Daisy said, her gaze sweeping across the nearby bu
Nate's eyes widened, fixed on the screen, and softened when Aaron gently settled Evangeline onto the bed, covering her with a bedsheet that surprised him. A small smile appeared on Aaron's face looking at her. Aaron retrieved an unwritten card from Evangline's drawer, the pen scratching softly as he wrote and signed his name at the end.Without a noise, he placed the card beside her pillow. He took his long coat from the hanger, the fabric sound mingled with the silent room as he moved. Before stepping out, he paused, his eyes remaining on her sleeping form, and then, with a quiet shut, the door closed behind him.Nate let out a big breath, feeling the tension, he didn't even know he was holding start to fade away. "He is not bad," he murmured, his gaze still fixed on the screen. He stretched his shoulders popping, and then turned to his bed, Nate's mind raced to Evangeline's hugs, a soft smile played on his lips as he closed his eyes, the memory a comforting warmth."Seo-Yeon, pleas
Nate shut the car door, the sharp metallic clang echoing in the quiet parking lot. He walked toward his apartment, his wet shirt clinging to his defined muscles, each step indicating his frustration.Inside, Kim was working on his laptop about business, eating his favorite chips, and looked up with an expectant grin.Nate threw his bag on the sofa, and took off his soaked shirt, walked toward his room.Kim noticed Nate's presence, " Hey, Nate, how was your evening? Did you gather anything interesting about her?" he asked with excitement on his face."What?" Nate's voice was a low growl, thick with suppressed anger. Kim's grin faltered. "Whoa, someone's in a mood. What happened?""Don't talk...." Nate said, muttered, his jaw tight. He stalked to his room and yanked open the cupboard doors, the hangers clattering like startled birds."I can tell, something happened." Kim persisted. "Why didn't she let you in?" He teased, raising his left eyebrow and giving him a sideways glance."Shut
"Do you guys know each other?" Evangeline asked, her voice a surprise. She stood between them, her gaze shifted from Aaron to Nate, a tiny tension showing from her posture."Not really," Aaron replied, his voice as deep as the sea. His eyes remained fixed on Nate, a silent challenge simmering beneath the surface. "We just met at the basketball stadium." "Thank god," Evangeline breathed, a relieved smile spreading across her face. you guys saved me 10 minutes to introduce yourself" She offered Nate a bottle of chilled water. "Nate, water? Sorry, I kept you waiting.""Thank you, Eve," Nate said, accepting the bottle and twisting the cap. " "Is that okay to call you Eve ""Yup, totally fine," she said casually, with a bright smile on her face.Aaron watched her reaction and smiled, his jaw tightening. The casual effortlessness, when she interacted with Nate sent a sharp pang of unease through him. He clenched his fist, His hands tightened, hand veins were popping out in anger. "Don't tr
Nate was wearing a cleaved shirt and fitted pants with a small flower bouquet. The sunset orange light made his skin glow and make his blue eyes even more shining, and a confident smile played on his lips. "Hi," he said and walked towards Evangeline's house.Evangeline breath hitched. Her eyes widened, and she couldn't speak in shock, she murmured herself. "What are you doing here? How did you find my house""What do you mean?" He extended the eye-catching colorful bouquet. "Yesterday, I dropped you off, right?""No... I mean why you didn't inform me before? "" You think I didn't. I called you" he said casually, a hint of amusement in his tone. "You didn't respond. It's not my mistake.""Shit" she muttered, her cheeks flushing. "I left my phone in my room" she paused, then added, " I thought you'd forgotten about the project, but you came today, I'm really..... surprised," she said and inhaled the sweet fragrance of the bouquet. "It smells good. Okay let's go in"They entered the hou
He cracked his neck left and right and rolled his shoulders, walking up positively while spinning the basketball in his hands as if it were second nature. He dribbled quickly, the ball bouncing low and controlled. With a swift crossover, he stepped into his shot from the free-throw line... Swish. Clean. No rim, no backboard. Just net. The players on the sideline nodded in approval. Aaron grinned and said, "Easy." For his second shot, he took a step back, moving beyond the three-point line. Someone whispered, "No way he's shooting from that far…" Aaron smirked and replied, "Watch this." He launched the ball deep, his form perfectly balanced despite the distance. The hall held its breath as the ball soared through the air… Swish. Again.A few players whistled. "Damn. That was a nice shot," one remarked as the crowd clapped in admiration, and he returned to the crowd and hugged his friend, Liam.Then, Jason announced the final contestant, Nate. Jason called his name, and he steppe
He switched off his screen. "Ugh! That is my sister, Eve, "He muttered, his words slurring.She smiled gently and nodded." She looks pretty." She paused, her gaze fixed on her phone. " I have an idea.""What?""Why can we make your sister a model for our company?" she suggested.Max looked confused. "Modeling? But she has never been before, and she is not a social person.""Come on, Maxmillian..." Selena persisted. "She has good facial features and a good body. She is perfect more than she will be famous in future" she requested him.Max hesitated to take sudden action, wondering if my mom and dad would say okay to modeling. What about Evangeline? he moved those thoughts aside, and he nodded his head. " Okay, I can talk to her.'Selena smiled widely. "Great. " After a few talks, she glances around and stands up," Thanks for your time, Max."She shook his hands, and he stood up, returning the gesture. "My pleasure," he said, adjusting his tie."Welcome to the MaxSel cosmetics," she sai