The wind was cold against Kaira’s face as she rode through the dimly lit highway, her black bike slicing through the empty road like a phantom. The city lights of Bangkok faded behind her, and the path to Phuket stretched long and silent. But no amount of distance could silence the storm raging in her mind.
Memories clawed their way back, pressing against her chest like iron chains.
Two years ago, she was a different person—soft, kind, hopeful.
She had been someone who believed in love.
Now?
She wasn’t even sure if she believed in herself anymore.
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The Days in Korea – The Innocent Kaira
Before Thailand, before all the pain, they lived in Korea.
First Rivera had always been by her side, ever since Off adopted him at the age of 12. Her personal bodyguard, a silent shadow, always watching, always protecting. He was tall, his body covered in intricate tattoos, but to Kaira, he was just First—a man who never treated her like she was weak, a man who followed her like a silent guardian.
There was a time she felt something for him, something small but dangerous.
Before that feeling could even bloom, Jeff Blackwood, another bodyguard—son of Mew Blackwood, Off’s right-hand man—told Mix and Win about it.
Her brothers warned First, made sure he knew his place.
And so, First stepped back, like he was supposed to.
That’s when she met Chokun Silvermist.
A senior in her school. A boy with a charming smile but cold eyes.
A Silvermist.
Her family’s rival.
She didn’t care.
They fell in love, or so she thought.
Jeff reported this too.
And when Mix and Win confronted Chokun, warning him to stay away, he didn’t step back like First did.
No.
Chokun pulled her closer.
Manipulated her. Made her leave Korea.
And because she wanted to be with him, the entire Emberclaw family moved to Thailand.
From that moment on, everything began to change.
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The Prison of Love – Chokun’s Control
At first, Chokun was gentle, charming, the kind of boyfriend any girl would want.
But soon—his smiles became demands.
His love became control.
“Why are you talking to your cousins so much?”
“You don’t need other men in your life, Kaira.”
“You’re mine. Only mine.”
It started with small things. A little jealousy, a little possessiveness.
Then it became bigger.
He didn’t like her hanging out with Ohm.
He didn’t like her talking to her male cousins.
He made her stop being social.
And she listened.
Because she loved him.
Because she thought he loved her too.
Nanon and Ohm was dating back then.
Even Nanon, Chokun’s own brother, warned her.
“Kaira, you need to leave him. He’s torturing you.”
“No, Nanon. He loves me.”
“That’s not love.”
She didn’t listen.
Then came Love and Film Silvermist, Chokun’s twin sisters.
They hated her.
Because she was beautiful. Because she was strong.
Because, in some twisted way, they were connected by a past she didn’t even remember.
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The Forgotten Nightmare – Raya’s Disappearance
She didn’t remember it at first.
But Love and Film did.
Because they were the ones who locked her and Gemini in the basement on their 6th birthday.
She could still hear Raya’s screams.
She could still feel the blood dripping from Gemini’s forehead as they struggled to escape.
But no one believed them.
Because Love and Film were only 7 years old at the time.
Because their story was too insane to be real.
And now—even after all those years, Love and Film still hadn’t changed.
They whispered lies into Chokun’s ears, making him believe she was cheating.
And Chokun, being the fool he was, believed them.
Then came the night that destroyed everything.
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The 10th-Grade Farewell Party – The Fire That Marked the End
Chokun had hosted a grand farewell party for their batch.
Kaira had gone, wanting to celebrate.
She was talking to Ohm, just a casual conversation.
But Love and Film saw them together.
And that was all they needed.
They recorded a video.
They showed it to Chokun.
They told him she was getting close to Ohm.
And Chokun lost it.
Right in front of everyone.
“You’re a girl with no character.”
“You use your beauty to attract men.”
“You’re a slut.”
The words echoed through the hall, in front of hundreds of guests, their classmates, their teachers.
She stood there, unmoving.
She refused to cry.
Because if she cried, they would win.
No.
She wouldn’t cry.
Instead—she walked to the bathroom.
She took a pair of scissors and cut her long hair short.
She cut her dress, the one Chokun gave her, into a mini skirt.
She grabbed a champagne bottle.
She wasn’t drunk. She wasn’t even allowed to drink.
She walked back into the crowded ballroom.
And then—
She threw the bottle and a lit match onto the stage.
The flames roared.
Gasps. Screams. Chaos.
She turned to Chokun, standing frozen in shock.
She looked him straight in the eye and said—
“You don’t deserve me.”
And she walked out.
Her legs didn’t stop moving until she reached the parking area .
And then—
She broke.
She collapsed against a car, tears falling freely, sobs shaking her whole body.
And when she thought she was alone,
Two arms pulled her into a hug.
It was Ohm.
And behind him—
Nanon.
They didn’t say a word.
They just held her.
Because sometimes, silence was the only thing that made sense.
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Back to the Present – The Road to Phuket
Now, two years later, Mix had said the exact same thing Chokun did.
As if implying that Chokun was right even though he didn't know the whole story .
And it hurt.
It hurt more than any dagger, more than any wound.
Kaira’s grip on her bike tightened.
The cold air burned her cheeks.
She was strong now.
But even the strongest people needed a place to fall.
And she knew exactly where she was going.
Phuket.
To Ohm.