Serena wiped away her tears, tore every sticky note from the walls of her room, and carried them to the balcony one by one.
Then she set them ablaze.
She burned them through the night, and with every note that curled into ash, another tear slipped down her face.
In one night, the seven years she had lived by and the nearly ten thousand notes that had sustained her turned to ash.
By dawn, Serena had just risen to her feet when the bedroom door was kicked open. She turned in shock.
Adrian stormed in carrying Vivian in his arms. He laid her gently on the bed and wrapped her in a blanket, but Serena could still see the unmistakable marks of intimacy scattered across Vivian's skin.
Before she could speak, Adrian strode over and slapped her hard across the face.
The force sent her crashing to the floor. Her hand landed in the still-warm ashes, and pain shot through her palm as blisters rose instantly from the heat.
She cried out.
Adrian looked down at her with hatred blazing in his eyes.
"How could you do this to Vivian? You actually hired people to assault her?"
"When did I ever do that?"
The accusation cut into Serena like a blade. Clutching her burning cheek, she bit down hard and forced the words out. "I didn't even know she left the house today…"
Vivian interrupted her with a sob. "Rena, you asked me to check whether the wedding banquet preparations at the hotel were ready…"
"The moment I got there, someone kidn*pped me. If Adrian hadn't arrived in time…" Her voice broke as she looked up at him. "If he hadn't saved me, I would have…"
Adrian gently wiped away her tears. "Don't be afraid. I'm here. No one will ever hurt you while I'm around."
Then he turned back to Serena, his gaze sharp enough to cut. "Serena, I'm deeply disappointed in you. You never learn. This time, I won't let you off lightly. Otherwise, who knows what you'll do to Vivian next? As her sister, how can you be this vicious?"
He clapped once. Two middle-aged security guards entered the room. Their greedy eyes crawled over Serena's body.
A chill shot down her spine. She instinctively curled backward across the floor, her voice trembling as she stared at Adrian.
"What are you trying to do?"
"What you intended for Vivian," he said calmly, "I'll return to you in full."
He crouched before her, brushed the tears from her face, and sighed as though he were showing mercy. "Serena, this is for your own good. Don't be afraid. I won't despise you for it."
Serena slapped his hand away.
A flicker of surprise crossed Adrian's face, but he quickly masked it and stepped back.
"Do it."
The guards advanced at once.
Serena screamed and scrambled backward in terror. "Don't come near me! Adrian! Save me!"
Even then, in the depths of her fear, the name she cried out was still his. But the moment the words left her mouth, she understood. The man who had dragged her into this nightmare was Adrian himself.
Vivian let out a soft laugh.
The sound struck Serena like ice water. She looked at Adrian one final time, despair flooding her eyes.
He only turned away.
When one of the guards yanked off his belt and reached for his pants, Serena clenched her teeth and ran for the balcony. She turned back once, her voice shaking but resolute.
"I would rather die than suffer this kind of humiliation!"
Then she jumped. Agony exploded through her body as bones shattered on impact. The pain was so overwhelming she could not even scream.
In the final moment before darkness swallowed her, she looked up.
Adrian stood on the balcony with Vivian in his arms, gazing down at her from above, as if she were nothing but trash.