Chapter 5

Three days later, late at night, I'd taken a shower. Dressed in my brand-new silky camisole, I was sitting at my vanity, putting on a face mask.

Crash! A loud bang suddenly came from the balcony.

I jumped in fright, nearly dropping the serum in my hand.

I turned to look.

The huge floor-to-ceiling window in my bedroom was yanked open with reckless force.

The early autumn night wind poured in, making the curtains billow wildly.

A tall, shadowy figure boldly stepped onto the second-floor windowsill and leaped inside with agile ease.

I instinctively wanted to scream.

With a quick…