Hannah, a young heiress navigating the treacherous currents of wealth and expectation, lived a life meticulously crafted, yet strangely devoid of genuine connection. Then, like a storm breaking over a tranquil sea, Yoongi, the internationally acclai...
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Uncontrollable rage is brewing within me. Helene has just suggested Hannah move out. "I will teach her a lesson later," I told myself.
Hannah's beauty captivated me from the moment I first saw her. She was just thirteen at the time.
My friend's younger sister is celebrating a birthday. She and Hannah were friends. Her cute pink party dress gave her a carefree expression.
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Her smile is as bright as the lights that illuminate the area.
My eyes narrowed as a boy her age approached and started talking to her. She was laughing heartily at what the boy had said.
I had to restrain myself from beating that boy up.
A voice inside me said "She likes him" several times.
I waited patiently on the corner, a block away from the birthday party. If my prediction was correct, that boy will be heading this way.
The next morning, news broke that a thirteen-year-old boy's naked body had been discovered floating in a creek near the village.
I k*lled every boy who tried to get close to her, including one of my own friends. Nobody knows. I wait for them to be alone and strike them while they are unaware of what has happened.
My friend was the most easily k*lled. I drew him into our usual hangout. There is an abandoned building just behind our school. He arrived unaware that today would be his last day of breathing. His scream was immensely satisfying.
I monitor Hannah on a daily basis.
She greets everyone except me with a smile.
"One day, you will look at me like I am the only one in the world!"I told myself as I looked at her photo.
Looking at her photo and imagining her face gives me relief, just like doing her.
I awoke gasping for air after a dream. It was a dream in which Hannah walked down holding hands with someone. The face was hazy.
I was already overthinking. As I pull my hair, an inner voice taunts me.
"Hannah is in love but not to you, you're weak and pathetic." My brain keeps repeating itself.
"I am not weak! I am not pathetic!"I grabbed the vase by the door and smashed it.
"Nonononono! Stop! Stoooooppp!" I scream at the top of my lungs. I went to the drawer where I keep my medicine. My hands are shaking as I open the container. I drop it and the contents were scattered in the floor. I picked them up and shoved them in mouth.
The voice in my head continued to taunt me until the medication took effect. I am completely exhausted.
My parents told me I would be marrying Choi Baek-hyun's daughter. I assumed it was Hannah. I was furious when I found out it was Helene I was about to marry. I was so angry that when Helene agreed, I wanted to k*ll her as well.
Hannah initially treated me well. I thought there was something special about us. Then she started avoiding me. I suspected she was seeing someone. I became agitated due to overthinking. I take it out on Helene.
When the person I hired to follow Hannah reported to me that she was in a VIP room in a hotel in Seoul, I wanted to kill that bastard, whoever he is. "How dare he play with my Hannah."
I couldn't control the anger that has consumed me. That's why I hit Hannah the moment I saw her. I still berate myself for hurting her. Now, she was out of my sight. Her brother was watching my every move, so I could not do anything. He even threatened me.
Today, she's coming back home. She must. I overheard my mother-in-law speaking with her on the phone. She must have agreed because I saw her smiling from ear to ear.
I followed the house helper went up the stairs to Hannah's bedroom. She must have been instructed to clean it. The stupid old woman didn't even felt that I was behind her. She has her earbuds plugged in her ears.
If my plan would work, Hannah will fall into my hands after tonight.
I slowly took out the key from the shelf near the door. The house helper absentmindedly put it there.
I nearly jumped for joy. Step one done.
She was already here. I saw her coming in the entrance of the house. She was wearing a simple blue satin dress. I assumed she was alone, so imagine my annoyance when I noticed her friends walking right behind her.
I walked up to them and said, " Why are they allowing uninvited guests?" I pretended to ask the man beside me, who only looked at me incredulously.
They all looked at me.
"Hey Hannah!" That must be Eve or whoever cares who she is. "Did you buy a dog?" She sarcastically asks aloud, causing everyone at the nearby table to snigger. "I swear I heard it barked!"And everyone starts laughing harder.
She was ignoring me. She did not even look at me; I wanted to wring her neck toward me so she would not have to look anywhere else.
"But it doesn't matter," I told myself. "She will be mine tonight."
The night has dragged on and I am already impatient. "When will this party ends?" I agitatedly asked myself.
Just thinking about Hannah lying under me is enough to make me hard. Every hour is an agony. I couldn't even get her alone in the party. Her friends or family was around hers.
Finally, the guests started to leave, even Hannah's friends. Hannah will be sleeping over. I was so happy. Looks like the odds are in my favor. They wanted me to be with the one I really desired.
The clock is ticking. Everyone is asleep.
I slowly went up the stairs and opened Hannah's bedroom. My whole body was shaking.
