Chapter 3

On the other side, Ezekiel paced anxiously in his room, repeatedly trying to call me while instructing his team to urgently remove any photos and videos of me from the internet. He was desperate to explain that he wasn't the one who leaked them.

Unfortunately, my phone remained unreachable. Images of my lifeless eyes haunted his thoughts, filling him with dread. He walked back and forth, clutching his phone tightly, redialing with growing urgency.

"Mina, please pick up! If you answer, we can get through this!"

But the call kept redirecting, the busy tone taunting him over and over. Frustrated,…