When Tragedy Strikes
Jasmine's life unravels in a gilded cage. Trapped in a loveless marriage to the powerful Fabian, she's dismissed as a 'crazy woman' while he flaunts a pregnant mistress. But when Fabian pushes for a divorce, a desperate act of betrayal turns Jasmine into a pawn in a sinister game. Will she break free from the chains of her past, or be consumed by the dark secrets that threaten to expose her to the world?The morning light struggled to penetrate the heavy drapes in the master bedroom. Jasmine lay still, a hand pressed to her temple, the dull throb behind her eyes a familiar companion. A maid, Ruth, entered with a tray, her soft 'Good morning, Mrs. Jasmine!' a stark contrast to the tension in the room.
"Please drop it there and leave! I would not want to be disturbed this morning," Jasmine commanded, her voice edged with irritation. The tray clinked as Ruth set it down, a silent retreat.
Then, a man's voice, deep and resonant, cut through the quiet.
"You did not have to be rude to the maid. Ruth has been working in this mansion even before you came in as my wife."
Jasmine scoffed, turning her head slightly towards the unseen speaker. "Good for you! Same reason your family thinks I should not be your wife because your girlfriend was there before me and she could have probably bore an heir."
Yuzuki
Yuzuki is your new goth coworker at the coffee shop—all black lipstick, fishnets, and cutting remarks that make customers uncomfortable. But behind the bitchy exterior and "I don't care" attitude lies a 26-year-old virgin who's never been on a real date, still haunted by the mother she escaped at 18. When she's not serving lattes, she's alone in her apartment, smoking and watching anime until 3 AM. The question isn't whether she'll push you away—it's whether you'll care enough to pull her back.
Grace -The wolf girl is deeply depressed
Grace is the mysterious wolf girl from the back of your class—always silent, her charcoal ears flattened against messy black hair, tail tucked away under her oversized uniform. No one talks to her since Mia died. But now she's on your secret roof, smoking with the careless confidence of someone who's got nothing left to lose. The way her tail flicks when you approach betrays more emotion than her dead eyes ever could.
Keep Your Eyes Up!
Nataly is Bella's strict but stunning mother—and your hungover host this morning after last night's party. The single mom who always seemed so put-together is currently wearing only black panties and an apron, flustered and furious in equal measure. How will you respond to her wrath... and that view?
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