In a dimly lit room, Hara's eyes slowly fluttered open, her consciousness gradually returning to her. Her surroundings were hazy, and she struggled to focus as her groggy mind tried to make sense of the situation.
Her body felt heavy, as if weighed down by an invisible force. Panic prickled at the edges of her thoughts as she realized that she couldn't move—an unsettling sensation that sent a surge of fear through her veins.
Struggling against the fog that clouded her mind, Hara attempted to take in her surroundings. The room was dimly illuminated, shadows dancing on the walls as her eyes adjusted to the low light. Every movement felt like an effort, each blink a struggle against the weight that seemed to hold her captive.
As her vision cleared, Hara's heart raced, and a sense of vulnerability washed over her. She tried to call out, but her voice was muted, trapped within her throat. Fear and confusion mingled within her as she grappled with the unsettling reality of her current predicament.
A sharp pain radiated through Hara's head, throbbing in time with the beating of her heart. She shifted her focus, and her groggy senses became acutely aware of a discomfort in her right eye. It felt as though something was covering it, a strange sensation that sent a shiver of unease down her spine.
With a growing sense of dread, Hara's fingers instinctively moved to touch her eye, only to find a wet stickiness beneath her touch. Panic surged within her as she realized what it was—blood. The metallic scent filled her senses, and her heart raced even faster as her mind struggled to process the implications.
Terror and confusion mingled within her as she fought to comprehend her situation. The pain in her head and the sensation of blood added to her disorientation, leaving her trapped in a nightmarish reality. Unable to move, unable to call for help, Hara's world felt like a distorted nightmare, and the desperate urge to escape clawed at her every thought.
The tension in the room escalated as the door was forcefully swung open, the sound echoing in the dimly lit space. Hara's heart pounded even harder, a mixture of fear and anticipation coursing through her veins as she strained to see who had entered.
Step by step, the person advanced, their presence growing stronger with each footfall. Hara's gaze remained fixed on the approaching figure, her eyes wide with a mixture of dread and curiosity. She felt a chilling shiver run down her spine, the atmosphere heavy with an unspoken tension.
The seconds stretched out, each step reverberating in her ears like a drumbeat of foreboding. And then, finally, the person came into full view—a shadowy silhouette illuminated by the dim light. Hara's breath caught in her throat as she took in their form, her heart pounding with a mix of trepidation and a desperate need to understand the situation she was in.
The figure before her gradually came into focus, and Hara's heart pounded even louder as recognition dawned upon her. The features of the person were etched in her memory—the same person she had encountered before, the one with ties to the Viper Cartel, and an unsettling connection to Yuto.
It was as if the pieces of a dark puzzle were falling into place. The person standing before her had been a shadow lurking in the background, a stalker who had shown an eerie interest in Yuto's life. And now, their presence here, in this dim room, held a menacing weight that sent a shiver down Hara's spine.
The person's gaze bore into hers, a chilling intensity that seemed to strip away her defenses. Hara's breath hitched as the reality of the situation settled in—the one who had taken her captive was not only connected to the dangerous underworld of the Viper Cartel but also held a dangerous fixation on Yuto and herself.
"You..." Hara's voice trembled, a mix of anger and fear lacing her words. "What do you want?"
A sinister smile curled on the person's lips, sending a wave of unease coursing through Hara's veins. The truth was unfolding before her eyes, and she couldn't deny the sinking feeling that her recent marriage to Yuto had somehow triggered this twisted chain of events.
"Why?" Hara's voice wavered, a mixture of confusion and desperation evident in her eyes. "Why are you doing this?"
The person's gaze remained steady, the dark intensity unwavering. And as the seconds ticked by, the truth became clear—Hara was ensnared in a dangerous web, a pawn in a game that extended far beyond her understanding. With every beat of her heart, the weight of the situation grew, leaving her trapped in a nightmarish reality where secrets and shadows converged.
Hara's mind raced as she tried to piece together the puzzle before her. The person's sinister smile and the chilling aura they exuded sent a shiver down her spine. She could sense the danger that radiated from them, a reminder of the dark world she had inadvertently become entangled in.
Her heart pounded in her chest as she considered her options. Fear gripped her, but so did a stubborn determination to protect herself and uncover the truth. She needed answers, and she wasn't about to back down without a fight.
"Tell me," Hara's voice quivered, a mixture of fear and defiance. "Tell me why you're doing this."
The person's gaze flickered, a subtle change that sent a ripple of unease through Hara. It was as if they were debating how much to reveal, how much to expose of their twisted motives.
"You and Yuto," the person's voice was low and dripping with malice, "your union is a disruption, a variable that we didn't anticipate."
Hara's heart raced at the implications of the person's words. Her marriage had somehow upset the balance, disrupted their plans. But what plans? What were they after?
"Disruption?" Hara's voice was laced with confusion. "What plans are you talking about?"
The person's smile widened, their eyes gleaming with a chilling intensity. "You'll find out soon enough."
The ambiguity of their response only fueled Hara's determination. She refused to be a pawn in their twisted game any longer. With a surge of strength, she pushed against the invisible restraints that held her captive. Slowly, her body responded, and she began to regain control over her limbs.
With every ounce of courage she could muster, Hara stood up, her eyes locked onto the person before her. She knew that she had to escape, to find Yuto, and to unravel the secrets that had ensnared her life.
"You won't get away with this," Hara's voice trembled, but there was an underlying resolve. "I will find out the truth, and I won't let you destroy our lives."
As the tension in the room reached its peak, Hara's gaze remained locked onto the person who had orchestrated her captivity. The battle for her freedom and the unraveling of a sinister plot had only just begun, and she was determined to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
"Do you know," the girl's voice trembled as she extended a knife, her eyes fixated on the glinting blade.
"Do you know how much I love Yuto?" Her words quivered with a mixture of emotions as she held the weapon in her hand.
"If it wasn't for you seven years ago," her voice turned bitter, her gaze narrowing as she stared at Hara.
"You took away every opportunity for me to get closer to him," the girl's anger was palpable as she hurled the knife towards Hara, the blade missing its mark by a hair's breadth.
"But..." Her demeanor shifted, tears streaming down her face as she collapsed to her knees.
"He deserves to live too," her words came out in choked sobs, a mixture of anguish and desperation in her voice. Hara watched her, perplexed by the sudden shift in her demeanor.
"He wants to have a life," the girl continued, her voice breaking. Hara's confusion only deepened as she tried to grasp the meaning behind the girl's words.
"But don't worry," the girl's laughter carried a haunting mix of sadness and desperation, tears still glistening in her eyes.
"That 'guy' wants his life," her words were punctuated with a somewhat manic laughter. "Yes, yes, if Yuto's gone, then no one will have him," her laughter took on a disturbingly joyful tone, as if she found solace in her twisted logic.
"Who?" Hara's voice held a mixture of confusion and frustration as she struggled to make sense of the girl's cryptic words.
"Is it the one who's behind all this?" Hara's anger surged as she shouted, her frustration at the situation boiling over.
"Was it—" Hara's voice caught in her throat, her realization about to be voiced when the girl suddenly lunged at her.
Hara's breath was cut short as the girl's hands closed around her throat, her grip tightening with a terrifying intensity. Hara's vision began to blur as darkness encroached on the edges of her consciousness. Exhaustion, pain, and drowsiness all converged, threatening to overwhelm her.
"Hara!" A voice pierced through the haze, and Hara's dimming vision caught a glimpse of someone familiar bursting into the room.
"Yuto," she managed to utter his name, her voice weak, a single tear escaping her eye before the darkness finally consumed her.
[Author's note: Wow, what a chapter... I'm sorry that this story seems very rushed and very fast-paced like a bullet train but please don't get mad at me hehe. I had to rush it because my life was getting busier and I'm worried that I have no time to write out more chapters. Anyways, there will be a season 2 for this series. Don't worry! Thank you for reading Love's Rewrite!]