UNKNOWN POV I lingered in the hospital's dimly lit corridor, my eyes fixed on Bruce's room. The soft beeps of machines and hushed conversations created an eerie symphony. A nurse emerged, her expression grave. "He's stable, but..." Her voice trailed off, leaving me wondering. "...severe head trauma and potential amnesia," she continued, her words dripping with weight. My pulse quickened, a mix of curiosity and concern swirling within me. A doctor approached, clipboard in hand. "Mr. Walter's condition is critical. We're doing everything we can." A faint sense of satisfaction crept over me. Bruce, the man who had tormented so many, now lay vulnerable. "Will he remember?" a voice asked, laced with anxiety. The doctor's hesitation spoke volumes. "It's uncertain. The impact was severe." I melted into the shadows, my mind racing. Bruce's amnesia could upend everything. Later that night, I slipped into Bruce's room, the darkness swallowing me whole, only the clanking of my heels was
ETHANI stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, gazing out at the city skyline, feeling like a trapped animal. My mind raced with the weight of accusations, my heart heavy with frustration.How could they think I'd hurt Bruce?The news had spread like wildfire, fueling the whispers and pointed fingers. Bruce Walter, hospitalized with amnesia, and I was the prime suspect.A knot formed in my stomach as I scanned the office. Employees' hushed conversations halted as I passed, their accusing glances burning like embers.Fear and anger simmered beneath my surface, but I kept my expression neutral, refusing to give in.Only Reina knew the truth. I turned to her, my voice barely above a whisper, desperation creeping in."Reina, I swear, I didn't hurt Bruce. I'm being framed." Her eyes locked onto mine, filled with unwavering conviction, a beacon of hope."I believe you, Ethan," she said. But doubt crept in, insidious and suffocating."Everyone thinks I did it," I admitted. Sham
REINAI sat beside Ethan in his dimly lit study, surrounded by stacks of files and documents. We were digging deeper into Bruce's past, searching for answers."Ethan, I don't know how much more of this I can take," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.Ethan's eyes, filled with determination, met mine. "We have to know the truth, Reina. For ourselves, for the victims."I nodded, steeling myself. "You're right."We poured over the documents, our fingers tracing the lines of text. Names, dates, and numbers blurred together.Suddenly, Ethan's finger stopped on a particular line. "Reina, look at this."My heart sank as I read the words. "Oh no...Bruce was involved with some shady organizations."Ethan's jaw clenched. "And look at the dates. This was during his rise to power."A chill ran down my spine. "He used his influence to cover his tracks."Ethan's eyes locked onto mine, filled with anger and sadness. "We were blind, Reina. We trusted him."I reached out, taking his hand. "We did
REINAI walked into Ethan's study, finding him staring at his phone."Ethan, what's wrong?" I asked.His face was pale. "I received a threatening message."My heart skipped a beat. "What does it say?"Ethan hesitated before handing me the phone."You'll pay for digging into Bruce's past."I felt a chill run down my spine."We can't back down," I said.Ethan's eyes locked onto mine. "I won't let anyone hurt you."Just then, my phone buzzed.I showed Ethan the message:"You're next."Ethan's jaw clenched. "We're going to the police."Detective James listened intently as we showed him the messages."I'll increase protection," he promised.But I couldn't shake off the fear."Ethan, what if they hurt us?" I whispered.Ethan wrapped his arms around me."I won't let that happen."That night, I lay awake, my mind racing.Ethan's hand found mine in the darkness."Reina, I'm here.""I'm scared," I admitted.Ethan pulled me close."Me too."The next morning, we received another message:"Stop i
I stepped into my dimly lit study, the scent of old books and leather enveloping me. Jack waited, his expression grave, his eyes sunken."Ethan, I've uncovered something," Jack said, his voice low and measured.I nodded, anticipation building as I settled into my chair."Go on," I urged, my eyes locked onto his.Jack hesitated, his fingers drumming against the armrest."I've been digging into Bruce's past," he began.The soft glow of the desk lamp cast shadows on his face."And?" I pressed, my voice laced with impatience.Jack's eyes locked onto mine, a deep sadness reflected within."Bruce wasn't the mastermind," he revealed.My eyes widened, shock rippling through me like a cold wave."What do you mean?" I demanded.Jack's voice dropped to a whisper."It was someone close to you."The room seemed to shrink, the air thickening."Who?" I asked.Jack's gaze held mine."Your father."The words hung in the air like a challenge.My world crashed around me, memories swirling like a maelstr
ETHANReina's piercing green eyes locked onto mine, her determination palpable."Ethan, we need to unravel the tangled threads of this conspiracy," she urged.I nodded resolutely."Alexander's hiding something, and I aim to expose him."We stood outside his opulent office, the hallway's soft glow casting long shadows.The air was heavy with anticipation.But I sensed we were being watched.The feeling crawled under my skin like a sinister whisper."Let's dig deeper," Reina said.Her voice was a gentle breeze on a summer's day.We slipped into the shadows.Our investigation led us to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town.The crumbling structure loomed before us.Its rusty gates creaked in the wind.The dimly lit space reeked of decay and neglect.Cobwebs clung to the walls.Rats scurried through the darkness."What are we looking for?" Reina whispered.Her breath danced across my ear."Anything that links Alexander to my father's secrets," I replied.Our flashlights cast ee
ETHAN I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. Lucy, a traitor? Unthinkable. Yet, memories of her past betrayal toward Reina flooded back. This revelation cut deeper than ever.Reina's concerned eyes locked onto mine. "We need proof," she whispered, determination fueling her words. I nodded resolutely. "We'll get it."Together, we embarked on a perilous mission to uncover the truth. Under the cover of darkness, we snuck into Lucy's hideout. Shadows danced around us like specters. Reina's hacking skills unlocked Lucy's computer, revealing incriminating evidence: emails to Bruce and Alexander, exposing the web of deceit.Reina's eyes widened in shock and outrage. "This can't be," she whispered. I felt cold fury building inside me."We have enough," Reina whispered, but I spotted a hidden folder, encrypted. "Lookie here," I muttered. Reina's eyes sparkled. "A hidden server." Excitement mixed with fear as we downloaded the files, our hearts racing with every click.We escaped into the ni
REINA I frantically scanned the deserted streets, my heart racing with every passing second. "Andrew!" I screamed, my voice echoing off the buildings. Ethan's hand clasped mine, his grip tight with reassurance. As we sprinted through the neighborhood, I felt like I was losing my mind. Every alleyway and side street seemed to stretch on forever. The chill of the evening air clung to my skin, but my fear and adrenaline numbed me to it. We turned a corner, and my gaze locked onto the playground where Andrew loved to play. The swings creaked ominously in the wind, the slide gleaming like a skeletal finger. Memories of laughter and picnics flooded my mind, and my breath caught. "Ethan," I whispered, my voice trembling. "He was here. I know it." Ethan's eyes followed mine, his expression softening. "We'll find him," he promised, his voice low and steady. I rushed toward the playground, Ethan's arm wrapping around my shoulders. Together, we searched every inch, calling Andrew's name u
EthanI could not sit still. Not after everything that has been happening.My fingers drummed against the edge of the hotel desk as my eyes looked towards the door for the hundredth time. I had double-checked the lock, slid the chain in place, and even propped a chair under the handle. But it was not enough. Not when I knew someone was following me.All these things felt like deja vu because something like this has happened to me before I moved to the country my family is in. Why was all these messing up with my life? “They have been watching us. There are cameras in the house.” I remembered Reina's words. And now this being tailed by a black car, the creeping feeling that every step I took was being tracked. I ran my hands through my hair and each strand was damp with sweat. I felt trapped and powerless, and it was eating me alive.My phone buzzed on the desk. I snatched it up, my heart pounding, hoping it was Reina. It was not.It was Carl. He never backed down even when I told
Reina I was scared to death, unaware of what to do. Ethan had been yelling at me that I should call the cops. “Call the cops now! Reina!” I wish I could. My hands were shaking and I could not dial the number correctly. When I was able to call the cops, the line operator answered and I heard a faint knock at the back door. My breath caught in my throat.“Reina?” Ethan’s voice came in again. I knew he heard the noise. “They are at the back door,” I whispered with tears streaming down my face. I could not believe that I would be crying this minute. See what we have gotten ourselves into. “Get out of there,” he said. “Now.”“I can’t. It's not that easy,” I said, my voice barely audible.“Then hide,” he said. “Go somewhere safe and stay there until the police arrive. I’m on my way, Reina. I promise.”On your way? Oh, Ethan. I know that you haven't booked a flight yet even though you pleaded with me that you will book the next available flight. I hung up and bolted toward the pantr
ReinaThe house has always been this quiet in the past few days. The kind of quiet that made every creak of the floorboards and every faint rustle outside feel like something heavy. I sat at the kitchen table, staring at the unknown number on my phone screen. My hands were trembling as I read the message again.“You’re in over your head, Mrs. Reina. Tell your husband to back off and leave Japan or you will both regret it.I had seen my fair share of threats in my career. The angry competitors, disgruntled clients, jealous rivals but this was different and more dangerous. I knew Ethan was in danger. I knew I was in danger. But what chilled me to the bone was the realization that whoever sent this message didn’t just know about us, they were watching us. They had their eyes on us. I felt like I was suffocating, the walls of the house closing in around me. I needed air. I needed to breathe. I ran outside so that I wouldn't faint and the cool night breeze kept on hitting my face as I
ReinaThe sun was just beginning to set when I heard the sharp knock on the door. It was unusual. I wasn’t expecting anyone.I froze, my mind immediately flashing back to Leonard’s warnings and Detective Daniels’ advice to stay vigilant. For a moment, I considered not answering, but the knock came again, louder this time.“Reina, it’s me,” a familiar voice called out.Leonard.My stomach churned as I tiptoed to the peephole. Sure enough, there he was, standing in a crisp black suit, his expression unreadable.I opened the door just enough to see him. “What are you doing here?” I asked sharply.“We need to talk,” Leonard said, his voice calm but urgent.“We have nothing to talk about,” I replied, starting to close the door.He pushed it open slightly, his hand on the frame. “Please, Reina. This is important. It’s about Ethan.”That made me pause. I didn’t trust Leonard as far as I could throw him, but the mention of Ethan pulled at my resolve. Reluctantly, I stepped aside and let him i
EthanI stood by the window in my hotel room, staring at the city lights shining brightly against the night sky.The streets below were alive with honking cars and I could hear laughter, and the distant thrum of music right here in my room. Yet inside this room, the silence I felt indifferent. I felt something that I could not quite shake off. The events of the last two days replayed in my mind like a broken record. The redhead, the alcohol, the shame. And Carl, my so-called friend who had managed to vanish when I needed him most.I clenched my fists, anger bubbling under the surface. “You are an idiot, Ethan,” I muttered to myself. “An absolute idiot.”My phone buzzed on the bedside table, snapping me out of my thoughts. I reached for it, half-expecting Reina’s name to light up the screen. But it wasn’t her.It was Carl. “Come on dude. Let me be.”I hated the way I was dwelling on all of these. I had work to do and I haven't been able to do anything yet. For a moment, I conside
ReinaThe dinner with Leonard didn't go as expected. As usual, he was cutting through corners. If he knew that I had submitted his name to the cops, maybe he would have given me more information. I was left to rack my brain over this. This was something that was meant to be the detectives work but I have not gotten any report from them. I wanted to call them to ask if they are making any progress but I guess I should just wait for some time. I sat at my desk, staring at my computer screen. The article I had been reading earlier blurred before my eyes. Leonard's words from the night before were still looping in my head. How would I get him to tell me all I need to know?Ethan was in Japan and some unknown people see plotting to kill him. Getting anything from Leonard seemed impossible especially when I knew that he was more interested in my body. But, I can't give in him or anyone. I was w married woman and I had a child. "They see Ethan as a threat,” I repeated as I thought alou
EthanThe cold shower did little to wash away the guilt clinging to my skin. I stood there, water pouring over me, hoping the icy sting would calm the storm in my chest. But it didn’t.I was haunted by memories and all I could see and hear and feel were The redhead’s laughter, her touch, the softness of her lips. it all kept on haunting leaving a relentless echo in my mind.“You are a fool, Ethan,” I muttered, slamming my fist against the tiled wall. “A bloody fool. How could you do such a thing?”I turned off the shower and stepped out, grabbing a towel. My reflection in the fogged-up mirror stared back at me. I looked like a total stranger. A stranger with bloodshot eyes and a fucked up face. This was not me. This was not the man I promised Reina I would be.Reina. My sweet wife. Her face swam before my eyes and I could still see her bright smile, the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed. What would she think of me now? Would she even look at me the same way if she knew what
ReinaThe clock on my desk kept ticking loudly and I wondered if it was because I was paying attention to even the little things that I was able to hear it. On a normal day, I would care less about a clock. The sound of the clock was made louder by the silence that engulfed the house. At first, I was sketching a few designs that I was going to put up for sale in the online market but my attention became divided when I remembered that there was something I had to do quickly. tapped my pen against the edge of my notebook, staring at the half-written page in front of me. Research on Leonard had consumed my thoughts for the past two days, but the deeper I dug, the murkier things became.Something about him didn’t sit right with me.I sighed, pushing the notebook aside and reaching for my phone. My messages with Ethan stared back at me, our recent exchange still fresh.“Hey. Busy morning. I will call you tonight. Miss you.”His words these days had been reassuring, but something felt of
EthanI woke up to the sound of a door closing softly, followed by the faint click of heels on the floor. My head throbbed, pounding restlessly that made even the dim morning light coming through the curtains feel unbearable. Letting out a soft groan I tried to sit up, but the heaviness in my limbs kept me pinned to the bed.And then it hit me. I was naked. In her. By this time. I blinked, looking down to see the rumpled sheets tangled around my naked body. My stomach twisted as I began to remember what happened last night. The memories kept flooding back and I could not move. Her red hair glowed under the blue lights. Her laughter. Her hands. Her lips.Oh, my God! What have I done?The door clicked shut, and I turned just in time to catch a glimpse of her fiery hair as she disappeared down the hallway. She didn’t say goodbye. She didn’t even look back.I sat up quickly, clutching the sheets as if they could shield and protect me from the shame threatening to consume me. My cl