Eric's POV
Seeing Serena's face full of disappointment and her overflowing complaints about her mother in front of me, I honestly couldn't find the words to express the reality of this situation. I was even confused about what to do now because, in reality, Malisa was too busy. This wasn't just happening to Serena; Malisa also rarely had time for me, to be honest.Serena sat in the corner of the room, her face showing profound pain. Her usually bright eyes now appeared dim, as if the burden of her thoughts had gnawed away at her spirit. She expressed her disappointment about her mother, Malisa, who was always busy with work and life's demands. Every word that came from her mouth was filled with frustration, and I could only remain silent, feeling the weight of this situation.I know all too well how it feels when someone we love is too trapped in their routine. Malisa, who should be a refuge for Serena, had become an unreachable figure. Often, I also feltEric's POV I tried to ignore Serena, who was trying to stop me, attempting to understand her position as a hurt child. However, the urge to answer the phone was stronger. In those tense moments, I picked up the call, hoping to find a way out of this mess. With a pounding heart, I prepared to hear what Malisa would say, all the while feeling the weight of Serena's unspoken hopes."Yes, what is it? Where have you been, Malisa?" I asked, feeling annoyed that she was only now contacting me. I had needed her earlier. I mean, I needed her money, not her presence. But I tried to set aside my annoyance and push it away. Especially now that I was on the phone with Malisa in front of Serena. I had to present a good image and turn the situation around as if Malisa was always in the wrong, further complicating the relationship between Malisa and Serena.In this tense situation, I felt a battle between need and emotion. On one hand, I desperately needed money from Mal
Eric's POV I replied briefly, "It's up to you if you don't believe me at all; I won't force you to." My voice was calm, even though the atmosphere around us was quite chaotic.When I glanced at Serena, I noticed a change in her face. Her complexion began to flush, indicating that her emotions were starting to flare up. The conversation between me and Malisa seemed to have triggered a reaction within her. Her expression showed that she felt trapped in this conflict between two people who were supposed to support each other.I knew that this situation could potentially worsen her relationship with her mother. In my mind, I tried to navigate this tension, doing my best to prevent Serena from sinking deeper into the uncertainty caused by our argument. However, I also realized that my actions and words could determine the direction of the conversation.Serena spoke firmly, her voice filled with anger. "Enough, Dad! Let her be and hang up the phone right no
Eric's POV The atmosphere around was quite calm, but my heart was still filled with anxiety. I couldn't take my mind off what was happening inside.While waiting, I observed the activity around me. Several nurses and doctors passed by, busy with their tasks. The beeping of medical equipment and hurried footsteps made me increasingly restless. Although I knew the medical team was doing their best for Serena, the worry still haunted my thoughts.I thought about how significant this action was for her. With my blood donation, I hoped to provide hope and strength. Each second felt like hours, and I couldn't wait for the transfusion process to finish. In my heart, I kept praying for everything to go smoothly and for Serena to recover soon.Footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor, getting closer. Lina and I, who were sitting, were startled, especially when Lina nudged my arm to get my attention. I was taken aback to see Malisa arriving. I remembered t
Eric's POVI felt miserable after Lina spoke like that. It was as if I had been silenced by the reality that had unfolded. Her words spun in my mind, making my head dizzy. Lina, with her strange and confused look, still stood beside me. This confusion deepened, trapping me in a situation I couldn’t escape.In my mind, only one thing crossed my thoughts: I had to let Serena go. Although my heart felt heavy, I knew this was the decision I had to make. I had tried for so long, but it seemed all my efforts were in vain. This feeling of resignation came so suddenly, leaving me emotionally exhausted.After sitting in silence for a long time, I hurried home to Roby's rented house. Each step felt heavy, as if a weight pressed down on my shoulders. I felt I was losing control over everything, especially over things I never predicted. In the car, my thoughts drifted back to the beautiful moments with Serena. Yet, I knew that happiness was now just a memory.Upon
Eric's POV I could no longer hold back the emotions that finally spilled over. It felt like Roby made me utterly sick. Returning home with defeat on my shoulders, Malisa greeted me with a scornful look. Now, it felt like Roby was spitting in my face, igniting the fire I had to confront.He looked shocked when he received a punch he didn't see coming. In an instant, all the pent-up frustration and anger burst out. I was surprised by my sudden courage, as if some other force was moving me.However, it wasn't long before Roby recovered from his shock. His anger surged, and in a flash, he retaliated. The punch hit my cheek, and the pain struck me harder than I expected.As the pain spread across my face, I realized how quickly the situation had turned chaotic. What should have been an emotional conversation had ended in violence. In that confusion, I felt a mix of anger and fear.Now, amidst this conflict, I had to think about my next move. Would
Eric's POV My voice trembled, and the mixed emotions made it hard to explain. "Lina, I... I don't know how this happened. We were fighting and... and he fell into the cliff."Lina listened intently, her eyes widening as I recounted everything that had happened. "What? He fell into the cliff? Are you sure he's okay?" she asked, worry echoing in her voice.I could only shake my head, sadness and uncertainty weighing down my chest. "I don't know, I just... don't know what to do."In that moment, I felt a heavy burden in my heart. Guilt and fear enveloped me, and I knew that my life would be affected by this incident forever. "That's good then," Lina said with a straight look, making me even more confused.I didn’t understand why Lina responded to my story about Roby that way. Right now, I felt unwell and anxious. The thought of the police possibly looking for me due to Roby's unfortunate condition haunted my mind. I didn’t even know how Ro
Eric's POV I kept thinking about that because I felt threatened. Next, the second was about Malisa and Serena. Yes, Serena was still in Malisa's hands. I wondered if Serena and Malisa might be starting to have a good relationship now. Especially since Serena had not tried to contact me. Anxiety gnawed at my heart, imagining them spending time together, sharing stories, while I remained isolated here. Or perhaps Serena is still weak and hasn't regained consciousness until now. I keep trying to convince myself that maybe she just needs time to recover. However, this uncertainty is torturous. Every passing second makes me more anxious. I don’t know what might be happening right now, and that makes me feel increasingly helpless.These muddled thoughts aren’t good. I try to think positively, but the shadows of worry continue to haunt me. Have I failed to protect Serena? Was my decision to get involved in this plan the right one? All these questions spin endle
Eric's POVThe news about Serena jumping from the building unsettled me. I tried to find accurate and reliable information, ignoring all the circulating rumors. Every second felt long as I scoured social media and news sites. It was hard to believe that the news was true. Serena was a cheerful and spirited person, far from the despair that was rumored.I tried to contact Lina, Serena's close friend, hoping she could provide clarification. My call rang, but there was no answer. Disappointment began to creep in, while negative thoughts started to invade my mind. What really happened? Was the news true? Why wasn't Lina answering? All these questions spun in my head, making me increasingly anxious.This worry wasn't just about Serena, but also about our relationship. I felt cut off from information that I should have been able to get from Lina. In a situation like this, I wanted to reach out to my other friends, hoping one of them would have the latest news. H
Malisa's POV I actually thought that Eric and Roby might be quite similar in character. My thoughts suddenly scattered, and I began to remember something more important. I immediately thought to call Mariana to schedule a meeting tonight at my house. I would start to share my suspicions with her, hoping she could provide insights on my temporary analysis and perhaps offer a solution to all of this.After a day filled with activities and trying to seek clarity, I finally arrived home feeling exhausted. My mind and body felt worn out from everything that had happened. Reluctantly, I collapsed onto the soft sofa, hoping to rest a little before Mariana arrived. While waiting, I turned on the television, looking for some entertainment to distract me from all that weighed on my mind.Since that major incident, I felt a bit traumatized by social media. Every time I opened the apps, it felt like facing an increasing pressure. My social media feeds seemed to turn
Malisa's POV Time passed, and I continued to wait. Every sound from outside made me alert, my hope burning that Roby would appear at the door. In my heart, I prayed that everything was alright. Anxiety began to creep in, but I tried to stay calm. This was an important moment, and I didn't want to miss the chance to speak directly with Roby.While waiting, my thoughts drifted back to the encounter with Eric and Lina. What had happened between them? Why did they look so anxious? All those questions haunted me, but I knew that once Roby arrived, I would soon have my answers.Time continued to pass, and even though I had waited a long time, there were no signs that Roby would come home. The day grew darker, and anxiety began to overwhelm me. I knew it was impossible to stay here any longer without certainty.Finally, I decided to call my guard. I assigned him the task of watching over the place, hoping he could help monitor the situation. At least I felt
Malisa's POV With full concentration, I continued my journey. The road felt familiar, and each second brought me closer to the long-awaited meeting. Finally, I arrived at my destination.Seeing his house, I was shocked. It was small and looked a bit shabby, far from my image of Roby's home. I couldn't believe my friend lived in a place like this. Memories of the past raced through my mind—how Roby was always cheerful and full of spirit, even though his situation now seemed different.I got out of the car and began walking toward his house. It looked inhabited, but it appeared neglected, making me feel a little disgusted. The peeling paint and the yard filled with weeds added to the gloomy impression. Strangely, the front door was wide open, revealing a messy interior.I tried calling Roby's name, but no one responded. The silence made me feel uncertain. "Roby!?" I called again, hoping my voice could stir him. However, only silence greeted me, fi
Malisa's POV "You clearly wouldn't know Roby; when he was our neighbor here, you were still very young. Let me talk to the caller; give me the phone!" the mother said, asking to speak to me directly.It seemed her child had handed the phone to her. The mother's voice began to greet me on the line."Sorry, ma'am, are you indeed asking about Roby's whereabouts?" the middle-aged woman asked me."Yes, of course, ma'am. Sorry for disturbing your time with your family. Let me introduce myself, I’m Malisa," I said, starting to introduce myself.This straightforwardness made the atmosphere feel warmer. I could sense sincerity in her voice, and my hope rekindled. The woman paused for a moment, perhaps reminiscing about past memories related to Roby."Wait, your name sounds familiar. Are you one of those famous people in this country?" the middle-aged woman asked, as if trying to remember something."Oh, you must be mistaken. A name l
Malisa's POV I quickly explained the situation I was facing. “I’m looking for Roby, and I’m having trouble getting information about him. I need your help to find out more, maybe through your friends or your network.”Mariana listened attentively, noting every detail I described. She has an incredible ability to connect people and find information in unexpected places. I felt relieved knowing that I wasn’t alone in this search.“Now you go to the place where I used to go to school. I will send you the address via text. Go to the operator and administration section to inquire about the student profile data from my cohort. You can focus on Roby's personal data,” I said in detail, ensuring all steps were clear. “Once you get that, you can trace his address and go there.”Mariana listened intently, absorbing every piece of information I offered. “Okay, Mrs. Malisa, I will carry out that task immediately,” she replied, ready to proceed. Her enthusiasm made
Malisa's POVMariana determined that Roby was the key player in this matter. The realization of how important he was left me feeling confused about where to search. However, I was confident I could find him through my other friends, especially those who had gone to school with us. It seemed unlikely that among all my schoolmates, none would have maintained contact with Roby.I began to think that at least one, if not more, of my friends must still be in touch with Roby. Perhaps they knew his whereabouts or even had his latest address. This information was crucial for my upcoming efforts. Yes, I needed to contact my friends one by one to keep this confidential and ensure my plan went smoothly.With a resolute determination, I opened my contacts list on my phone. The names there reminded me of various memories, both sweet and bitter. I began to formulate a plan to reach out to them, selecting those I thought would be most likely to help. Each message I compo
Malisa's POV My conviction grew that both had conspired and were involved in criminal activities directed at me and Serena.This was truly outrageous, and I knew they had to be stopped to send a strong message. I couldn't slack off in this effort. My spirit burned brighter; they had to face the consequences of their actions that ruined my life. Taking my child's life in vain was something I could not forgive.Every step I took would be filled with determination. I would gather evidence, trace their connections, and uncover all information that could link them in this conspiracy. The pain I felt would be the driving force to keep moving forward, no matter how difficult the path.I planned strategic steps, ensuring every detail was attended to. I would bring them to court, and I was determined to see justice served. They would regret creating such enormous and fatal chaos in my life.I found myself lost in thought, reflecting on everything that
Malisa's POV Every piece of information I gather could be the key to understanding the dynamics at play.I decide not to give up. I must find a way to approach Eric and get the information I need without raising his suspicions. This isn't just about protecting myself; it's also about protecting our family. I feel that the truth must come to light soon, and I am determined to seek it out, no matter what happens. The realization that Eric's past might have a significant impact on my life and Serena's drives me further. I must find all the pieces of this puzzle and assemble the complete picture.I look at Mariana, trying to draw her attention back. "Mariana?" I ask, attempting to pull her out of her thoughts and demand the overdue answers."Yes, Ms. Malisa, sorry," she replies, as if just returning from a deep daydream. She seems reflective, as if thinking about something far beyond our conversation.My curiosity gnaws at me again. I want to kno
Malisa's POV "So far, I've obtained Lina's track record and background. It turns out Lina had a husband, or rather, she used to have one," she said, deepening my curiosity about the direction of this conversation. My curiosity intensified as Mariana began discussing the information she had gathered. I listened carefully as she explained Lina's personal data. Surprise after surprise emerged as Mariana revealed that Lina indeed had a husband, or more accurately, had once had one.This information was truly intriguing. It turned out there were layers about Lina that I hadn't known. I began to imagine how her relationship with Eric could be more complicated than I had previously thought. If Lina had such a background, there could be many things that needed to be uncovered.Mariana continued her explanation, providing further details about Lina's track record. She explained about Lina's personal life before meeting Eric, including the marriage she had exp