Meanwhile, inside a dark and dank building, Franklin woke up with a headache. The air was bone-chillingly cold, and there was little light coming through the cracks in the walls. Franklin tried to remember what happened, but his mind was still fuzzy. With difficulty, he tried to get up, but his legs felt weak. Pain radiated through his body, making every movement difficult. He realized that his hands were tied tightly, and there was little room to move.Franklin cast his eyes around, trying to figure out where he was. The place felt unfamiliar, with a musty smell and the sound of dripping water adding to the gloomy impression. There were no windows, just cold concrete walls surrounding him. The large metal door in the corner of the room seemed tightly closed, and although Franklin tried to reach for the handle, his efforts were futile. The door was firmly locked.With all his might, Franklin tried to untie the knots in his hands. However, the harder he tried, the stronger the bonds b
Franklin was still lying on the cold concrete floor. His body felt weak, and the pain continued to radiate throughout his muscles. His breathing was labored, not only because of the pain tormenting his body, but also because of the fear that was slowly creeping into his mind. Every second that passed seemed to be a reminder of how desperate her situation was. However, she knew that if she wanted to survive, she had to stay focused and find an opening to escape.The atmosphere in the room was getting tense. The concrete walls surrounding Franklin felt more and more constricting, adding to the heavy weight pressing down on his chest. In the corners of the room, droplets of water fell to the floor in a monotonous rhythm, as if marking the cruel passing of time. The light coming in through the cracks in the walls was almost useless, leaving only dark shadows dancing around the room. The sound of the wind rustling outside the building could be heard faintly, adding to the deep sense of iso
Inside a luxurious room with classic décor and dim lighting, the boss sat in a large cushioned chair, enjoying a glass of red wine while contemplating. The room was filled with expensive furniture and artistic ornaments, reflecting the high taste and wealth of the owner. The large windows on the side of the room provided a glittering night view of the city, although the heavy curtains were slightly open, as if to maintain privacy.The boss, a middle-aged man with neatly combed silvery hair and a firm jaw, wore an elegant black suit. His face full of strokes of experience looked calm, yet there was a sharp glint in his eyes that showed he was always on guard, always ready for anything. His hand held the wine glass casually, but his strong fingers gripped it tightly, as if never really letting his guard down.Suddenly, the door to the room opened, and one of his men entered with quick but respectful steps. The man, dressed in a simple black suit, approached his boss with his head slight
Sarah sat in the living room of her quiet house, her eyes fixed on the clock that rang softly every second. It was already eleven o'clock at night, but Franklin, her son, hadn't come home yet. An uneasy feeling began to creep into her heart. Usually, Franklin would always let her know if he was coming home late, but tonight there was not a single text or call.Outside, the evening breeze blew gently, carrying the scent of the jasmine flowers that Sarah always tended to in the front yard. However, that night, even the fragrance of her favorite flowers couldn't calm her anxious heart. She tried to think positively, maybe Franklin was just working late and forgot to give her news. But, as time passed, her worries deepened.Sarah got up from the sofa, walking to the kitchen to make a cup of hot tea, hoping it would ease her anxiety. As she waited for the water to boil, her mind kept spinning. Did something happen at the office? Was Franklin okay? She decided to call Franklin's secretary,
Sarah hurried home at a brisk pace, though her heart was filled with anxiety. Her heart fully expected that when she got home, Franklin would already be in the living room, probably asleep on the couch with the television still on. However, when she opened the front door, the house was deserted. There was no sign of Franklin.Sarah stood in the doorway, pensive for a moment, before small, hesitant steps approached from the direction of the kitchen. Vina, Franklin's sister, appeared with a worried look on her face. "Mama," she said quietly, her eyes full of worry. "Franklin has been unreachable since last night. I've tried calling him many times, but there's no answer."Sarah felt her heart grow heavy. She set her bag down on the side table and sat in the chair by the door, trying to catch her labored breath. Her mind raced, trying to find a plausible explanation. "Maybe she just ran out of batteries, honey," Sarah tried to calm herself, though her voice sounded weak. "Or maybe she sle
Amanda arrives at her magnificent home after her meeting with Franklin. From the outside, the house looks like an ideal place to live, with its charming classical architecture and spacious courtyard. However, behind the beauty, there was a darkness that kept haunting Amanda's mind. Her steps were quick as she headed to the master bedroom upstairs, trying to shake off the anxiety that had suddenly surfaced after her encounter with Franklin.As soon as she entered the room, Amanda shut the door loudly, making the previously quiet room feel tense. The room was spacious, with large windows overlooking the back garden. However, Amanda didn't care about the beautiful view outside. She went straight to the large mirror at the side of the room, staring at her own reflection with a doubt-filled gaze.Franklin's words kept ringing in her mind. "People will be looking for me. They won't keep quiet." That sentence made Amanda uneasy. Although she had planned everything carefully, there was someth
That morning, Vina was sitting at her desk, trying to focus on the lesson at hand. However, her mind kept wandering, worried about Franklin who hadn't come home yet. She had been trying to contact her brother since last night, but there was no answer. The silence from the other end of the phone made Vina even more anxious, but she tried to calm herself down. Maybe Franklin was just busy, she thought, though her gut feeling told her otherwise.Recess arrived, and Vina soon joined her friends in the cafeteria. They talked about the usual things-schoolwork, weekend plans-but Vina wasn't really listening. Her mind kept going to Franklin. She could only hope that when she got home, her brother would already be home.Suddenly, one of her friends, Rina, approached her with a serious expression. "Vina, have you seen the news this morning?" asked Rina in a worried tone.Vina frowned. "What news?" she asked, feeling that something was wrong.Rina took out her cell phone and showed a news story
Clara heard the news of the accident with a broken heart. Her heart seemed to stop, and her hands trembled as she tried to find out more information. The news came so suddenly, it was as if Clara's world came crashing down in an instant. Franklin, the man she loved so much, was rumored to have been in a terrible accident, and she had no idea how to respond.Frantically, Clara put on her jacket and prepared to walk out of the room. However, just as she was about to open the door, Charles, her brother, appeared in the doorway. Charles immediately saw the anxiety on his sister's face and knew that Clara must be going through a difficult time after hearing the news about Franklin."Clara, wait," Charles said in a soft yet firm voice, placing his hands on Clara's shoulders to stop her. "You don't need to rush out now. This news... could be wrong. We don't know for sure what really happened."Clara looked at Charles with teary eyes, her heart filled with anxiety and uncertainty. "But I have
Franklin was finally allowed to go home after a few weeks in the hospital. His condition was improving, and although he was still tired, Franklin was relieved to be back home. Clara, who faithfully accompanied him during his recovery, prepared to take Franklin home.Just as Franklin was ready to be discharged, the hospital room door suddenly opened and Selena appeared. She was carrying a bouquet of fresh flowers in her hand. She smiled when she saw Franklin, "Hi, Franklin. I'm glad to see you're better. I came to see you."Franklin smiled slightly and nodded, "Thank you, Selena. I'm glad to be home too."Clara, who was standing beside Franklin, felt something strange when she saw Selena. Although she tried hard not to show her feelings, her heart was filled with jealousy. Selena always seemed to be close to Franklin, and even though they were just friends, Clara couldn't help but feel uncomfortable every time she saw their closeness.Seeing the change in Clara's expression, Sarah, who
Charles felt increasingly desperate. Despite all his efforts to separate Clara and Franklin, he couldn't accept the reality that Franklin would remain in Clara's life. The long-suppressed jealousy and hatred in his heart reached a boiling point, finally pushing him to take more drastic action.That night, Charles entered the hospital with cautious steps. He hid his evil intentions behind a calm facade. After ensuring the hallway where Franklin was being treated was empty of nurses or visitors, he approached Franklin's room door.With trembling hands, Charles opened the door and saw Franklin lying weakly in the hospital bed. His face looked peaceful, seemingly unaware of the deadly threat approaching him. Charles walked slowly to the bedside, trying to calm his mind filled with various considerations. However, one thought kept dominating him—that Franklin must be eliminated so Clara would no longer be bound to him.Charles reached into his pocket and pulled out a small pillow. He was c
After waking up, Sarah felt dizzy and confused. The world seemed to be spinning around her, and it took a while for her to realize where she was. Slowly, the memory of Franklin's accident hit her again. Suddenly, her heart was filled with deep worry, and she immediately asked to be escorted to the hospital, where Franklin was being treated.When Sarah arrived at the hospital, she found it very quiet. Family and neighbors sat anxiously in the waiting room. As her eyes fell on Clara, who sat quietly by Franklin's bedside with eyes puffy with tears, Sarah felt something different in her heart.All this time, Sarah had always objected to Franklin and Clara's relationship. Not because of Clara, but because of the dark past, where Clara's brother Charles was allegedly involved in the death of her husband, Franklin's father. The wound was still too deep for Sarah to heal, and it made it difficult for her to fully accept Clara.However, now, seeing Clara faithfully stand by Franklin's side, h
That morning, the atmosphere in Franklin's house was calm and peaceful. After going through the trials that almost separated him from Clara, Franklin was feeling more optimistic about his future. Although there was still a lot to sort out, especially in his relationship with his family, Franklin was confident that he could get through this with Clara.He got ready to go to the office as usual. As he left the house, Clara walked him to his car with a gentle smile. "Be careful on the road, Franklin. I'll be waiting for you at home," Clara said as she kissed his cheek.Franklin smiled back and closed the car door. No bad thoughts crossed his mind as he started the engine of his car and started driving down the highway. However, what Franklin didn't know was that Charles and Ronald had executed their latest plan to ruin Franklin's car.Somewhere hidden, Charles and Ronald were watching from a distance. They had sabotaged the brakes of Franklin's car, ensuring that the accident would happe
Charles sat in his magnificent study, with a large window overlooking his back garden. However, the beautiful view outside the window could not ease his anger. His face was tense, and his mind was filled with plans on how to separate Franklin from Clara. To Charles, Franklin was a threat he couldn't ignore, especially since Clara loved the man so much.Just then, the door to his study opened slowly. Ronald, his best friend and ally, entered with steady steps. Charles looked at him with eyes that implied tension, then invited him to sit down."Ronald, I can no longer allow Clara to be with Franklin," Charles began in a flat, but firm tone. "We have to separate them, no matter what we have to do."Ronald nodded slowly, although in his heart there was hesitation. He understood that Charles had personal reasons to hate Franklin, but Ronald also knew that Clara was a strong woman and not easy to manipulate. However, his feelings of love for Clara made him willing to do whatever it took to
A few days had passed since the last conversation between Franklin and Clara. Although they had decided to distance themselves from each other, their feelings still bubbled beneath the surface. Franklin felt lonely and restless. Every night, his mind was filled with images of Clara, wondering if the decision to stay away was the right one. However, doubts and insecurities continue to plague his mind, the result of Charles' manipulations poisoning his mind more and more.Meanwhile, Clara cannot fully accept the fact that her relationship with Franklin has been fractured. In the midst of her turmoil, she realizes that there are many things that Franklin doesn't know, and that makes her feel even more guilty. However, she knew that she was not guilty in any way. Clara tried to focus on her work, but the feeling of missing Franklin always loomed over her.One afternoon, Clara received a call from one of her men, Toni. Toni was the person she trusted to investigate more about what happened
Charles and Ronald were both upset to hear the news that Franklin was back. For Charles, Franklin's return was a nightmare that shouldn't have happened. He feels that Franklin is an obstacle in his quest to control everything, including Clara's relationship. Meanwhile, Ronald, who has long harbored feelings for Clara, is now burning with jealousy. Franklin's return means Clara will refocus on her lover, making Ronald feel even more distant from her expectations.At a café, Charles and Ronald meet to discuss their next plans. Charles sipped his coffee with a serious face, his eyes staring straight ahead, trying to devise a strategy."We can't let this continue," Charles said, his voice low but determined. "Franklin needs to get out of Clara's life, or at the very least, Clara needs to get out of Franklin's life."Ronald nodded, though inwardly he felt anxious. "But how? They seem so close now, especially after this incident."Charles furrowed his brow, thinking hard. "We'll have to sep
After a long and tense journey, Clara finally arrived in front of the Franklin family home. She glanced at Franklin in the passenger seat, who still looked tired and shaken by all the events they had just gone through. Although Franklin was trying to remain calm, there was obvious worry in his eyes. They had just escaped Amanda's clutches, but what awaited at home might be no less nerve-wracking."Franklin, we're here," Clara said softly, breaking the silence. Franklin nodded, trying to compose himself for a moment before getting out of the car.When Franklin and Clara got out of the car, the front door of the house was wide open. Sarah, Franklin's mother, and Vina, his younger sister, stood in the doorway. Their faces instantly changed from shocked to full of emotion when they saw Franklin. Vina immediately ran to her brother, hugging him tightly."Brother Franklin! You're alive! We thought you were...," Vina's voice was cut off by the sobs she couldn't contain. She had been devastat
Franklin stood still when he saw Clara in front of him. His face was filled with shock, as if he couldn't believe that Clara was really here, in this remote village. After everything that had happened, this meeting felt like a miracle. Meanwhile, Clara looked at Franklin with a mixture of relief, anger, and anxiety. The tears she had been holding back now began to well up in her eyes."Franklin... Are you okay?" Clara's voice sounded hoarse, full of emotion. She came closer, almost wanting to hug Franklin, but something held her back. Maybe it was the feeling that this was too surreal, or maybe it was the haunting sense of dread.Franklin nodded slowly, still rooted to the spot. "I... I didn't expect us to meet here. Clara, I really don't know how to explain everything. It's like a nightmare."Clara reached out and took Franklin's arm. "We'll get through this together, Franklin. I won't let anyone hurt you again."However, the moment was suddenly interrupted by a rustling sound around