JVeradek
She saw everything.
The hand on the small of her back. The kiss in that amber-lit hallway. The elevator climbing to the third floor like a countdown to the end of everything Anna believed in.
But Anna didn't scream. Didn't confront. Didn't cry... well, not infront of him.
Instead, she calculated.
Because when the man you loved turns out to be the man who played you, drained your savings, fed you lies dressed as promises, and kissed his "ex"-wife like she never stopped being his, you don't just leave.
You make him pay.
Armed with a signed contract, a diamond-studded insurance policy, and a sharpness that would make chess grandmasters nervous, Anna plays the long game. No tantrums. No begging. Just cold, beautiful strategy with a side of tteokbokki and an annoyingly charming bakery owner who assures her that she's on the right track.