ManyWriters

To help his childhood sweetheart win an award, my fiancé locked claustrophobic me in a tiny, dark basement for a day and night.
I trembled and cried helplessly in fear, while his childhood sweetheart basked in the spotlight on stage with my work.
He once promised me forever, but now he shields her behind him.
"You've lost your edge, Mr. Langdon. Wouldn't you rather be a leisurely housewife? Why do you have to compete with Aria for everything?"
I laughed bitterly, my eyes sweeping over the trophy in his hands. I didn't tell him.
The mastermind behind this competition was none other than myself.

Claustrophobic Me Locked In the Closet

Wylie's tone was as if he were talking about something insignificant. Looking at him, I felt like I was submerged in ice-cold water.


I cried out, no longer able to control myself.


"Wylie, do I always have to back down just because Aria's around? Am I supposed to let her walk all over me for the rest of my life?"


"I've already given up everything, and now I can't even hold onto my statue!"


Wylie, this isn't just a statue. It's one of the few things left in this world that means something to me.


But now, even this memory has been destroyed by that intruder, Aria.


And my fiancé, who was once my only support, is still telling me to back down.


Suddenly, I felt it all so pointless. The face I once loved so deeply became blurry in my vision.


In the back seat of the taxi, I stared absently at the winding raindrops on the window.


Chapter 5