On the evening she said she would come find me, she crashed through the railing and fell straight into the sea.
After rescue efforts failed, the incident immediately became a trending topic.
When the police called me, I was wearing a newly designed suit for Isadora to select from.
Upon hearing the news that Vivienne's body was never fully recovered, my heart jolted, but I quickly regained composure.
"What's wrong? Was that her call again?" Isadora asked worriedly.
I shook my head, unwilling to let Vivienne's matter disturb us any further.
"It's nothing, just a wrong number."
Meanwhile, Draven somehow got hold of my contact information and called as well.
His voice was filled with madness.
"Vivienne ruined me for your sake, and now she's dead. She got what she deserved!"
I keenly sensed something off. "You didn't do this, did you?"