"Melanie, you deserve to die!"
The roar, brimming with malice, and the contorted visage seared themselves into Melanie's consciousness.
Melanie was gone, pushed from the heights of a building by her cousin Aria.
A calculated assassination masqueraded as suicide. The esteemed Snow family, a pillar of A City's elite, collapsed within a month, their ruin a tale that left hearts heavy with sorrow.
Yet, the twisted machinations behind it all remained veiled.
Meanwhile...
Another young figure in A City, Ethan, ascended to prominence, basking in adoration and success.
To Melanie, even in death, the realization never came.
That the architects of her family's annihilation were none other than her own cousin, Aria, and Aria's betrothed, Ethan.
She, who had wronged Aria in no way, whose family had sheltered Aria in her hour of need. Aria repaid kindness with treachery, aligning with Ethan to systematically plunder the Snow family's wealth and orchestrate the demise of her parents.
Posthumously, Melanie bore witness to their unbridled revelry, Ethan's meteoric rise in the business world, and their joyous wedding, a life of bliss they now led.
Her heart ached with resentment and hatred. If only she had discerned Aria's true nature sooner, her family might still be intact, her parents alive.
This bitter grudge gnawed at her relentlessly until one day...
He returned, a man now consumed by a dark aura.
Once destitute when he left A City, now he stood at the pinnacle of his career. The moonlit youth of her memories had transformed, consumed by obsession, his heart turned ruthless.
All because of her demise.
It dawned on Melanie that the boy she pined for had also been pining for her.
He refused to accept her death as suicide or the Snow family's fall as mere misfortune.
She watched him tirelessly hunt for the truth, then, upon uncovering it,frantically repeating what Aria's action, pushing Aria from the same heights, avenging her with her own killer's method...
Blood stained his hands, sparing neither Aria nor Ethan.
Vengeance was hers, yet she found no solace. Her Mr. Right never meant for the abyss...
If given a chance to relive it, she vowed to see through false faces and confess her heart to the boy she held dear.
Darkness enveloped Melanie, her being torn asunder by a torrent of radiant light.
When she opened her eyes again, she lay in her bed, staring in astonishment at the familiar surroundings.
This was her room, to be exactly, her room before Aria became a part of the Snow family.
When Aria's father and brother were imprisoned, leaving her alone, Melanie's father took her in immediately.
Initially, Melanie and Aria shared a cordial bond. Melanie, seeing Aria's distress, invited her into her room, offering daily comfort.
Gradually, the room became Aria's domain, filled with her belongings.
Melanie acquiesced, believing in familial unity, especially after Aria hinted at desiring her own space. Melanie moved to the adjacent room without complaint, abandoning the room she had lived in for years.
Reflecting now, Melanie felt a fool for not seeing Aria's ill intentions from the start, for embracing her as a sister despite her hidden agenda.
