---- Had she gotten herself into trouble? I'd sent her the plane information days ago, and she'd replied, "Read." Now, she was nowhere to be found. I rushed to her new apartment, only to be told she had moved out. For a fleeting moment, I felt a strange sense of relief. Maybe she'd gone back to her family, to her mother. I wasted no time and headed straight for her mother's house, only to find that Seraphina wasn't there either. That was when panic truly set in. Since I'd known her, she'd hardly ever been anywhere else. She wasn't much of a traveler, not like others. If there wasn't a social event or work that required her attention, she stayed at home. But now... now, she was gone. I called her friends, one by one. They all said the same thing-no idea where she had gone. They hadn't heard from her in days, maybe even weeks. Another week passed. The plane tickets had expired, and I moved the hotel reservation to next month. But still, no word from Seraphina. I tried everything- risked getting caught and even went to the police ---- station, asking if there had been any reports of missing persons. Her mother and Mireille were equally clueless. And when I told her mother I couldn't reach Seraphina, she didn't panic like I did. She just sneered and said, " She's probably off at some resort. Always childish." The anger flared up in me. How could she, as her mother, not care that her daughter was missing? And Mireille... She didn't show an ounce of concern either. Instead, she simply said, "She's probably upset about me getting a present the other day." Her mother didn't hesitate, immediately chiming in, " If she can get upset over something so small, what can I say? Childish." I didn't understand. How was I the only one panicking over the fact that we hadn't heard from Seraphina in over ten days? I stayed in the guest house at Seraphina's mother's mansion, just in case she came back home and I could see her as quickly as possible. ---- Another week passed, still no word from her. I drank more than I should have during the day, lost in a fog of frustration and confusion. I didn't know what to do. As I was about to fall asleep, I felt someone climb into the bed with me. The alcohol had dulled my senses. It wasn't until that person climbed on top of me, their lips near mine, that I realized this was real. I shoved them off immediately and flicked the light back on. It was Mireille. "What the hell are you doing here?" I demanded, my voice sharp, nearly shouting. But she didn't seem bothered in the slightest. She just smiled, that same innocent, infuriating smile, and said, "Elias, come on, let me make you happy. I knew I could. And you like me, don't you?" I froze. Shock spread through me. Since when did I like Mireille? I had helped her, yes, but the only person I had ever loved-truly loved-was Seraphina. "T knew you probably didn't want to act on your feelings for me, because of Sera," she continued, her voice soft, coaxing. "But now that she's out of the ---- picture... we can finally be together, can't we?" She looked at me with that same sweet, harmless expression. And in that moment, I realized everything Seraphina had ever said about Mireille was true. Mireille wasn't the innocent, sweet girl she pretended to be. She was nothing but a bitch in disguise, always flashing her smile while playing her wicked games. I pushed myself off the bed, the alcohol clouding my balance. But I stood my ground, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions inside me. "Please leave my room. Now. I am your brother-in-law, and I only love Sera." Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!