Thane POVA few hours later, Theresa was brought into the same room, still sleepy from the anesthesia. Her hair was tied back, and a light bandage covered part of her face.Paul helped her sit up slowly. “Hey, sleepyhead,” he said. “You made it.”Theresa groaned softly. “Feels like I got hit by a train… but I’m okay.”Henry smiled at her. “That’s normal. You both handled it very well. Now, I want you to rest. Tomorrow morning, we’ll remove the light coverings and check the results.”Theresa gave a small thumbs-up. “Can’t wait.”But, I was still feeling the pains on my face despite the bandage on it, Doctor Henry said at least it will take up to a week before it can start healing little by little and for my face to start rhyming.I can't really wait to see how my new face will totally look like I said looking excited, but still I hold in confidently.The next morning, the sunlight filled the room, Theresa woke up first, and I saw Paul sitting by the window, reading a Chinese magazine h

Thane’s POVThe next morning came quietly, The surgery marks were almost gone, and the herbal tea Henry prescribed had helped a lot, even though it still tasted like bitter grass.Theresa was by the window, tying her hair. “You look different today,” she said with a smile.“Good different?” I asked.She nodded. “Good. Very good.”Before I could reply, the door opened, and Doctor Henry stepped in, holding his tablet. His expression was calm but sharp, like always.“Good morning, soldiers,” he said, smiling. “How’s the healing process?”“Better,” I said. “No pain anymore.”Theresa added, “I slept like a baby last night.”“That’s a good sign,” Henry said, checking a few notes on his tablet. “Your facial surgeries are healing faster than expected. But before you leave Beijing, I want you both to do something for me.”I frowned slightly. “Something?”“Yes,” he said. “But first, I want you to relax today. My driver will take you both to a restaurant downtown. Eat well, breathe fresh air, an

Thane’s POVTheresa sat on the edge of her bed, staring blankly at the dark TV screen, Paul stood by the window of Henry's Lodge room with his arms crossed and his reflection faintly visible in the glass.No one spoke for a while, but Theresa finally broke the silence. “Five hundred million dollars,” she said softly. “That’s enough to make the whole world hunt us.”Paul turned around slowly. “Exactly. Which means I have to fake both of your deaths.”I looked up at him. “Then how can we do it?” My new voice came out deeper than before, it still startled me every time I spoke.Paul’s eyes shifted to me. “i will show how it's been done.”Theresa frowned. “How? We can’t even show our new faces yet without it drawing suspicion.”Paul walked over to the chair and sat down, leaning forward. “We don’t need to show our real faces. We already have new ones—Pierre and Lucie.”I raised a brow. “You’ve got something planned, don’t you?”He smiled faintly. “Of course. You didn’t think I’d let Presi

Thane’s POVMorning came early this time, and yesterday had been one of the most suspenseful days between all of us. I barely slept through the night.Dr. Henry came from his lab early to check on our faces, both mine and Theresa’s.“It’s been three weeks,” he said with a calm smile. “And from what I see, your recovery has been excellent. Soon, you’ll both be ready to move back to the United States.”Theresa smiled softly. “So, the scars are completely gone?”Henry nodded proudly. “Yes, Lucie. Your face looks even more beautiful than before.”Theresa blushed, her cheeks turning red. “Thank you, Doctor.”He turned to me. “And you, Pierre, your jawline has settled perfectly. The swelling’s gone, and the skin tone has blended naturally. No one would ever guess you had surgery.”I smiled faintly. “You did a great job, Doctor. We really appreciate it.”He chuckled. “You should appreciate your patience too. Healing isn’t easy, but you both did well.”I looked at Theresa and smiled. “Looks l

Thane’s POVThe news was replayed every few minutes I checked.One channel even made a short documentary about my “great service to the nation.” I couldn’t help but laugh. The same people who once called me dangerous were now calling me a hero in death. Life was strange like that.Theresa sat beside me, shaking her head while munching a slice of bread. “They’re acting like you were some legend,” she said. “You didn’t even get to enjoy it alive.”“Maybe it’s better this way,” I said, closing the laptop. “At least now, we’re free.”She smiled softly. “Free, huh? Let’s see how long that lasts.”Just then, the door opened, and Dr. Henry walked in, holding a small file in his hand. His white coat was half-buttoned, and his glasses hung at the tip of his nose. He looked tired but satisfied.“Well, well,” he said, looking at both of us. “My favorite patients are finally awake.”“Morning, Doctor,” Theresa greeted cheerfully.I stood up and smiled. “Morning, Doc. Any good news?”He smiled wide