2025-08-15 14:12:09
SunsetHey everyone! Thank you so much for diving into this chapter. Do you think Ewan truly believes in the Swan love concept, or is he faking it?
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CHAPTER 9: Aldric vs Ewan's Memory
Wyatt woke up slowly with a heavy, trembling tired body, a cold sweat clinging to his skin even in the AC's freezing chill. Alex's threatening voice was gone, Astrid's sweet texts were gone, memories were gone, but the question wasn't. He tried to sit up, but his body felt heavy. "What was that? "Tell me!" he mumbled, a low, desperate plea as he tumbled out of bed, without balance, crashing to the floor with a sharp thud. But Wyatt didn't bother; he slowly pushed himself up, his hands shaking as he gripped the bed and wall. He stumbled, dragging his feet towards the Calloway, and fell near the sofa."What have you done to me?" Wyatt roared, his voice echoed throughout the entire room, raw pain in his scream. He pressed his forehead harder to relieve the headache pain. "Why does my head hurt?" he asked, his tone lowering and weakening. "Please... answer me.""I know Aldric..." Calloway replied, his voice calm, betraying no emotion to show his inner pain as he pressed another untouched
CHAPTER 8: One stone Two birds
Then, after a pleasant evening, the only sounds in Alex's room were the soft click-clack of his fingers flying across the keyboard, doing his project while his other hand grabbed nearby potato chips, and his gaze was glued to the screen.The quiet click room's silence was broken by the door creaking open. "Alex... why have you been avoiding me? Not answering calls and not texting back?" Wyatt's voice emerged in the pleasant room as he stepped his legs fully into Alex's room.Alex didn't flinch his eyes, just focusing on the screen, his jaw clenched tight. He is struggling to control his inner erupting volcano fury, remaining utterly, stubbornly silent, still his fingers didn't stop typing."Alex.... Alex, talk to me!" Wyatt roared, his patience snapping. He slammed Alex's laptop down with a soft crack, and then he leaned over the desk and flapped his hands like questioning in front of him. "What the hell is your problem?" he asked."Problem!" A disgusted smirk twisted Alex's lips as
CHAPTER 7: Gift: A piece of memory
Burnt!" Anabella's eyes widened in confusion as she looked at her left hand. Still, her gaze remained on the burnt wound intently for the first time, and her expression was one of figuring out the puzzle. "How did this happen?" she whispered in a low murmur."Pardon?" he asked as his gaze focused and he waited patiently for her reply."I have no idea, son.... I am aged right, getting forgetful for a few moments..." Anabella replied, forcing a gentle smile, and there was no hesitation in her tone. This question cleared all my doubts and shows the true intention of that bastard... Wyatt was excited, and his curiosity piqued inside his mind about the last question. "Okay... Final question. "What's the best moment in your life or an unforgettable moment?" he asked, delivering his final question as if it were a checkmate."That's an interesting question...." Anabella chuckled as she straightened her posture. "Being independent and doing service to others... was the best thing in my life,"
CHAPTER 6: Dominion 9
"You idiot! You scared the hell out of me!" Wyatt yelled, his heart still thumping against his ribs."I'm just wondering how careless I was!!!!" Calloway teased, let out a heavy exhale, and jumped out from the sofa. His gaze shifted down to the cold floor, walking towards Wyatt's side and picking up a crumpled paper. "I know... You're going to reject my offer, aren't you?"God!!! Not again with his creepy stories, Wyatt thought, a familiar annoyance bubbling up inside. "Don't show your muscular energy towards me...." He groaned, his voice deep, casual, and confident in his tone. "Why do I have to follow your stupid words? Do you think I'm as dumb as you?" A knowing smirk appeared on Calloway's lips as he silently sat at the edge of the bed, his gaze looking hypnotising, then shifted to Wyatt's hand. He pulled out his sleeves as he pointed to the cut scar. "Do you want to know the reason why this scar happened and how?" he enquired, his tone coated with full manipulation.Wyatt yanke
CHAPTER 5: Evidence about Wyatt.
How did the scar happen?" Wyatt's brows narrowed as his mind processed the scene, but it meant nothing to his memory."Is he really my future version? If he is... why did he come to this period, not before my memory got wiped? Why does my memory get wiped? What was the reason behind it? " He questioned himself in a low murmur as he slipped his hand into the parcel again and pulled out another paper and unfolded it with a crumpled paper."I hope you read the previous paper.This is your evidence; it will make sense by tomorrow evening.Just follow my instructions and wake up tomorrow at sharp 7:00 and get ready in a normal suit or your favourite dress. This is my first thing; now place the paper on your table and take a peaceful nap... I can guide you tomorrow... Don't get freaked, and you must read this tomorrow, not today...""This guy is ordering even on this tiny paper..." Wyatt wondered as he placed the paper and cards on a nearby table and lay on the bed, spreading his shoulder,
CHAPTER 4: The Handwritten Notes
"Don't raise your voice at me!" Wyatt demanded, nicely slicing the tense air, his posture ramrod straight, radiating a sudden confidence.Calloway closed his eyes and took a deep, exhausted breath, forcing a calm smile, but his eyes reflected his inner fury. "Please calm down, V. You just make yourself hate... he advised, "Wyatt... please listen to my words... I am your future. I know you think I was a clone, but I am not!!!!! Look, we both shared the same scar." Calloway folded his shirt sleeve and showed his wrist. "You will look exactly like this after three years. I came to this timeline because... the world will be in a critical situation. The population was reduced to ten million people. Everyone has committed suicide by themself.... This is not the real world... This is not a world you expected in the past...." He gripped Wyatt's shoulders, his hands pleading, and his tone was low and had no attitude. "You are just living as a human robot.... Try to understand. This is not a p
