Later that day, I reluctantly made my way back home. The thought of sharing the same space as Kai fills me with dread; I can’t stand him anymore. He disgusts me, and I know I’m terrible at masking my feelings. I’ve been doing everything I can to keep my distance from him, avoiding any situation where we might come face to face. Just the idea of him being around is enough to set my nerves on edge, and I’m genuinely worried that if he lies to me again, my facade will crumble.
Despite my efforts to steer clear of him, I can’t resist keeping tabs on his movements. That’s why I find myself standing on the balcony, trying to catch a glimpse of Kai as he talks on the phone. I can’t make out the words, but I get the sense that whatever he’s discussing has nothing to do with the kidnapping. If it
