“This time, it’s just your nude photos. Next time, wait until you’re sold off in some black market auction to serve as someone’s plaything.”
That day, Tessa cried in my arms for a long time. The next morning, she disappeared without a trace.
I spent three years looking for her while Spencer mocked me every chance he got.
“She’s just playing hide and seek. She wants me to chase after her, huh? Let her play. Let’s see how long she can hide.”
Until one day, the dismembered victims from the “Butcher’s Brides” case were found in an abandoned basement in Fairview. At that moment, the system confirmed Tessa’s death.
My Tessa had been killed by the Butcher, and with her death, the system also declared my own ending.
The family and love I had spent ten years building all fell apart. It told me to end my life and leave this world.
But instead, I chose to use my death to bring justice to those poor girls who had suffered.
……
Atlas walked toward me, his face dark and cold. “Since you insist on going against us, then fine, I’m calling off our engagement.”
I nodded calmly, took out my phone, and typed a message. [Atlas and I have canceled our engagement.]
I lifted my phone to show them. “Is this enough?”