âWhy wonât you believe me?â Vicky asked. âYouâve seen and met more people than I do, and you
should know that people change. You only refuse to believe me because you donât want to accept
reality as it is. Tyler, there really isnât a point in obsessing over the past⦠I know youâre a better man
than that.â
âI wonât believe you,â Tyler repeated.
âWhat can I do to make you believe, then?â
Tyler fell into silence, and Vicky knew that Tyler was merely in denial.
âTyler, we havenât dated for long, and youâ¦donât really love me that much anyway. You are just
frustrated that I dumped you, soââ
âNo.â He interrupted her. âItâs not that.â
âIs that so? Youâve never once said that you love me throughout the time we spent together.â
Vicky had confessed her love to him on multiple occasions during their first anniversary, but Tyler
simply held her close and kissed her in silence.
Vicky knew that Tyler was not a man who was used to showing his emotions and would never allow
himself to say such romantic words, so she did not pay much mind to it at the time.
However, when one was looking for an excuse to end a relationship, even the smallest detail began to
stand out.
Tyler held onto her wordlessly, and Vicky was not disappointed by his silence. She simply shoved him
away, and he did not reach out for her again.
She walked out of the room and shot him one last glance to find him standing still with his eyes on the
ground.
â¦
Regaining a certain level of freedom, Vicky scanned the house.
She was restrained in the house, and since there was a digital lock on the door, she could not get out
without the password.
The house was spacious with anything one could possibly need.
She opened the door to one of the rooms and found a study that displayed all sorts of books related to
art and music.
The paint of the brand she used all the time was placed on the table; it became clear that Tyler had
prepared the study for her sake.
She studied the books and realized that Tyler had been busy planning the kidnap and where he would
take her during the time he vanished.
Vicky arrived at the living room and spotted a few pots of plants by the balcony, and she noticed that
they were brought from Tylerâs apartment.
The plants were small when they were bought, but after a year, they had grown drastically.
Vicky stared at the flowers dazedly before turning her attention to the television and turning it on.
She changed the channel to a finance channel and proceeded to listen to the news.
When she saw that Tylerâs company was consumed by a hostile takeover, her fingers tightened around
the remote controller.
âTyler spent years in that companyâ¦â she thought.
Vicky knew better than anyone how much Tyler valued his career, yet Tyler seemed to have lost
everything overnight.
Just then, Tyler arrived in the living room as well.
He glanced at the news and looked away calmly as though what was being reported was not related to
him.
Though he kept his composure, Vicky failed to do so. âTyler, whatâs going on? Your companyâ¦â she
trailed off.
âYou saw it,â he said expressionlessly. âIâm cornered and left with nothing, so I am capable of anything.â