"What the hell?" As I read the letter inside the gift box containing the severed little finger, I screamed.This was truly terrifying, and I didn't know how else to describe it.The writing on the paper did not stop there. Other writings on the paper basically directed me to a location.There were coordinates provided."What are these coordinates?" I softly whispered while typing them into my phone and displaying a map of a location.My heart was racing as I watched this. This was a terrible thing to happen, but why was this enigmatic figure threatening me with that little finger?I shut the box once more. I almost puked four times after seeing this little finger cut."What should I do?"I hadn't given much thought to my father in a long time, but seeing that little finger brought a pang of guilt to my chest. "What should I do?" I muttered once more.I wanted to call Rafe and ask for his assistance.But then my phone started ringing again. The fact that I received a call from an unkn
While my fingers touch every corner of the house, my heart wanders far into the past. This morning, I'm determined to clean the house before the maid who always helps me, arrives. Although my mind drifts to the dirty dishes in the kitchen that I haven't had time to deal with. With light steps, I stepped into the kitchen, grabbed my gloves, and started washing. However, unexpectedly, a plate suddenly nudged and fell with a thunderous sound. "Ah, no!" I squealed, startled. Thankfully, Rafe and Aline weren't home. They were enjoying their honeymoon, leaving me with memories and silence. I quickly cleaned up the broken plate. However, in my carelessness, I cut my finger, bringing up a speck of red blood. My breathing stopped for a moment. This small wound, for some reason, reminded me of a delivery box I had received a few days ago. The box contained my father's little finger. My feelings towards my father were complex. There was a deep hatred, but also a bad taste that was now mi
That night fatigue took hold of me. As I drifted off to sleep a strange dream crept in.I was in a familiar place where the bitter memories of my childhood were imprinted. There stood my father, a figure who had left a deep trauma in me."This must be a dream, right? But why did I dream of my father?"I thought about this because it was an odd thing. Never once did I dream of my father and suddenly tonight I dreamed of him.I saw my father who was in pain, his body full of wounds and grimacing for mercy.My eyes opened and my breath caught.When I jerked awake my heart was pounding. The clock struck two in the morning. I stood up trying to gather my thoughts but the silence of the night was interrupted by the ringing of my cell phone.The unknown name appeared on the screen again but there was something urgent in his voice. "Luna" he said in a hoarse voice "Come to the location I requested yesterday""But I don't have the money" I retorted because I remembered that this mysterious fig
The heavy breathing in my ears echoed in the dark hallways of the old building.I ran with all my might to avoid the shadow that kept chasing me. The man in the fedora hat was like a shadow that never left my sight."Luna, there's no point in you running," the man said.I looked back and saw the man walking casually as if toying with me who was running desperately to save myself."What a fool I am" I whispered to myself as I thought about how I willingly came to this old building at the mysterious man's command.The building with its winding hallways looked like an endless maze. Maybe it was the darkness, but I felt like this place was too big to reach the exit."I told Luna, you can't keep running!" he shouted, his voice bouncing off the concrete walls.The man's voice had an eerie tone of danger and my instincts screamed as if to say that I had to get out of this place immediately."I can't, I have to hide," I whispered again.My heart was racing as I looked for a place to hide.The
I had been locked up for several days in a small, gloomy room, maybe three days or more."Someone help me" I whispered softly.Usually there would be a savior whenever I was in a precarious situation like this but it had been three days since any savior had come.I stared at the dark room where I was locked up.There were no windows just cold concrete walls and a metal door that was always locked.Weakness and hunger enveloped every corner of my body as if they were one with the dull air I breathed.The man's arrival was always accompanied by the heavy ticking of the clock. He always wore a fedora hat that became a sinister image in my memory.His face was hidden in the folds of the hat but his eyes oh his eyes always seemed to stare meaningfully.That day he came with news that brought a freezing wind to the chamber of my heart."My client wants you to suffer more" he said in a flat tone as if he was talking about the weather. There was no empathy in his voice only greed and cruelty.
I was drowsy, trapped in a cramped, dark room. Rough rope wrapped around my wrists, leaving painful marks. "Am I really going to die here?"I don't even know how long I've been here, only the darkness makes my perception of time really bad.I was running out of energy, every attempt to escape only adding to the pain and despair. The faint voices from outside the room sounded like ghostly whispers, making me even more agitated."Who else is coming?"My mind was still thinking about the man in the fedora hat who tied me up. I remembered him saying that his client had ordered him to kill me."Did the client arrive?" I tried to hold back my eyes that were already feeling very heavy. But it seems that I lost this time.Suddenly, my eyes closed. In the darkness, I caught a glimpse of the figure that appeared. A distinctive scent, a mixture of tobacco and sandalwood perfume, filled the narrow space. It was a familiar scent to me.I no longer knew what was happening because the next instan
The morning sun broke through the curtain gap, bringing new hope.However, the relief was overshadowed by the dark memory of being locked up in darkness over the previous few days.I rubbed my eyes, shaking off the bad memories, and walked over to the dining table."It's still better than being trapped in that gloomy place, right?"I remembered Aline, who had a thousand ways to make my life miserable."Oh, Luna." "Luna, are you awake?"Aline smiled broadly and kindly. I didn't respond to her wave.Aline and Rafe were already sitting there, looking so familiar.Aline whispered something to Rafe with a smile I'd never seen before."Rafe, how about we plan another vacation there, like our honeymoon?"Aline said, recalling Rafe's previous honeymoon.He burst out laughing. They appeared to be in their own world, one that I was not invited to.Aline turned her head, briefly meeting my gaze, before saying something hurtful."Hi, Luna. Your seat isn't over here," Aline informed me, which surpri
The front door closed with a loud and distinct sound after Rafe and Aline had left. Rafe warned me once more not to play outside. "Don't try to get out, okay?" he said protectively, but I knew it was more out of concern. I nodded, but my heart was already set on something else. "And Luna, please look after the house while we're gone," Aline said, blushing with scorn. "Aline, please don't bother Luna anymore," Rafe said flatly. I noticed Aline pouting every time Rafe defended me. "Then, let's go first," Rafe said. I nodded, too tired to ask where they were going today. Even though my heart hurts as a first wife, I understand because these two people are newlyweds. I moved as soon as they were no longer visible. I dashed into Rafe's room, certain that I'd find something that would answer all of my questions. "Rafe has told me many things. But there's got to be something else Rafe never told me," I thought to myself. I'm sure there's more information I'm missing. First, there's
"You know, Miss Luna has made significant contributions to the rural communities of Borneo by establishing numerous educational institutions," is a statement that captures the essence of local discussions. Luna's charitable efforts, known throughout the region, have had a significant impact on this large Asian island.In her own words during an interview, Luna expressed her desire to give back to the community that has supported her, saying, "My life has been greatly enriched by the people here, and I feel compelled to return their kindness. Luna's motivations go beyond this singular sentiment, however.Known for orchestrating various charitable activities, Luna has a reputation for building not only schools but also hospitals and actively participating in various humanitarian endeavors.A recent event illustrates her prominence: a throng of journalists gathered around her, each eager to ask their pressing questions. In the midst of the crowd, one reporter took the opportunity to ask
The long awaited day has finally arrived. Today is the wedding of the son of the richest man, a prominent business tycoon. The atmosphere is one of joy and celebration, enhanced by a clear, sunny sky that seems to bless the couple's union.As they stand before their loved ones, Rafe looks lovingly into Luna's eyes and vows, "I accept your love and promise to love you for the rest of my life. Their love, pure and strong, resonates with everyone in the room.The crowd erupts in cheers as they witness this sacred bond being formed. But amidst the jubilant atmosphere, a lone figure stands in a corner of the party room, tears streaming down his face.Recognizing him, Luna calls out, "Faghri," but quickly corrects herself with a respectful tone, "Ah, I mean Mr. President. Her smile is bright and inviting.Faghri, overwhelmed with emotion, returns Luna's smile sincerely, his tears a testament to the depth of his feelings on this momentous occasion.It was obvious that Faghri still harbored s
We visited my grandmother's grave and found the place unkempt. As Rafe had mentioned, her grave had remained intact, contradicting my belief that it had been torn down due to the surrounding new construction."Luna, come on," Rafe urged, leading me to the cemetery.I grabbed some tools and started clearing the overgrown grass."Why hasn't this cemetery been torn down?" I asked, aware of the ruthless business tactics often employed these days, where even homes are not spared for the sake of profit."The company that owns the adjacent property is having financial difficulties," Rafe informed me.Then he added, "I plan to buy all that land," leaving me stunned."Thank you," I said, realizing that expressing gratitude had become a habit for me. I truly appreciated all that he had done.After tending to the grave, Rafe and I decided to dine at a nearby restaurant. Its simple charm was refreshing, a reminder of how much I missed such unpretentious places.Having spent the past month indulgi
I never thought it would end. The last few months have been really exhausting for me and I'm glad they're finally over."Luna, what are you going to wear?" Rafe asked as he approached me with a group of people behind him. They seemed to be famous fashion designers."What do you think would look good on me?" I replied, bringing out Rafe's playful side."Anything looks good on you, Luna," he flirted, earning nothing more than a playful flick of my tongue in return. Rafe laughed heartily, his demeanor so different from before.He seemed much more alive and approachable now, almost like a new person."Did you hear about Faghri? He's going to run for president," Rafe announced, taking me completely by surprise. Faghri, once notorious for his ruthless ways, had transformed himself into a respectable figure, and now he was eyeing the presidency."Rafe, you're serious, aren't you?" I asked, looking for confirmation in his expression. He nodded solemnly, confirming the surprising news."I'm se
That morning, the shocking news reverberated across all media platforms, sending waves of disbelief around the world. Television programs, newspapers, and online outlets all carried the same headline: "Assassination at the President's Office: President Etas fatally shot by trusted aide". The uniformity of the reports, which all followed the same chronology, was striking, with not a single source challenging the narrative of President Etas' untimely demise.In stark contrast to this grim news, a more personal story was unfolding in an old but grand home. Here, Rafe and Aline were seen in a tender embrace, their affection evident in front of Rafe's parents. The atmosphere was one of familial warmth and impending change."Rafe, have you decided who you are going to marry?" inquired Rafe's father, a hint of expectation in his voice. Rafe's answer was a nod, followed by a frank admission, "Legally, I am married to Luna. But in matters of the heart, not yet." His words revealed a complicate
The presidential palace was eerily quiet that day, a stark contrast to the tightly secured perimeter outside. Inside, however, the atmosphere in the President's private chamber was anything but calm.Aline's father, the President, was visibly seething with rage. His face was contorted with rage, the veins on his neck were pronounced, and his body tensed as if ready to spring into action. The anger inside him had reached a boiling point."Bastards! I'll kill them all," he roared, the words thick with raw emotion.The tragic death of his daughter Aline had devastated him. Ironically, he had denied her Secret Service protection out of respect for her wishes to engage in something illegal, a decision he now bitterly regretted."I swear, everyone involved will pay," he bellowed, his tone dripping with vehemence.In a fit of desperation, he threw a paper across his desk, his demeanor mirroring that of someone lost in a terrifying episode of unbridled madness.At that moment, there was a ten
On the other side of the picturesque park where love once blossomed, next to a quiet street, Faghri sat alone, lost in thought."It seems I took too long to realize it," he murmured to himself, reflecting on his past mistakes.It was a moment of deep regret for Poria. He lamented that he had not met Luna earlier and thought about a different fate."If I had met Luna earlier, would I have been the one she loved?" Faghri wondered aloud.He sat brooding in solitude, struggling with a fate that seemed inexplicable and unfair."Never mind," he finally sighed, trying to accept what he couldn't change.As tears trickled down his cheeks, Faghri quickly wiped them away, trying to regain his composure.Looking back, he noticed that Luna and Rafe had returned. They seemed to have reconciled and returned to normal. Faghri watched them, a mixture of relief and sadness in his heart."How was it? Was the curse finally lifted?" asked Faghri, trying to maintain a calm and undisturbed demeanor regardin
Luna chased Rafe to the edge of the highway, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. Rafe stood dangerously close to the edge, his eyes a lifeless gray that reflected his apparent resignation to ending his life."Rafe!" Luna's voice broke through the tense air, a mixture of fear and relief coloring her tone.Rafe turned, his expression one of disbelief. "Why are you here?" he asked, his words laced with disbelief.Without a word, Luna delivered a powerful punch to Rafe's cheek, leaving him momentarily stunned. Her voice, trembling with a cocktail of emotions, scolded him, "What's the point of us surviving all this time if you're just going to throw your life away?"As Rafe looked at her, his eyes changed, darkening with a resurgence of hatred. "Luna...go away. I don't want to kill you," he said softly, his voice strained with the effort of suppressing his darker impulses.It was all because of the Alpha Oath that Rafe harbored a deep-seated desire for revenge agai
I opened the letter Faghri had just given me. It was a letter written directly from Rafe, who was nowhere to be found.**To Luna,I know I've caused you a lot of trouble. I selfishly planned to save us both from this terrible fate, but now I realize that may not be possible. It seems that one of us must make a sacrifice, and I have chosen to be the one to do so.Luna, perhaps we will meet again in our next reincarnation, hopefully free of this curse. Before I met you, I lived a lonely life, but your presence brought color to my world.For you, Luna, I cannot break the Alpha Oath. After Aline's death, my desire for revenge has grown. I am torn between wanting to hurt you and loving you.You no longer need to look for me. If my father asks, please give him this letter. I do not want to bring suffering to anyone, so I have decided to end my life.I believe the waves will take me to the next life.Thank you, Luna.**The message ended with my heart racing wildly. This message was a clear