On the day of my shotgun wedding to Liam Vance, his childhood friend cried and asked him: "If she and I ever get into a fight in the future, whose side will you take?" Liam impatiently told her she was being ridiculous. Yet, he sided with her every single time. When his childhood friend orchestrated a cyberbullying campaign against herself, Liam was convinced I was the mastermind and forced me to issue a public apology across all platforms. "Mia, when you do something wrong, you have to apologize." But he didn't know. Every apology was a countdown to our separation. Once I completed the final three forced-apology plot points, I could detach from the system and go home. 01 Popular actress Chloe Sterling was accused of being a homewrecker, interfering in my relationship with Liam Vance. That same day, she stormed into my studio and slashed my wrist. Just as my manager, Sarah, grabbed Chloe to call the police, Liam arrived. The moment he walked in, Chloe started crying pitifully: "Liam, everyone online is attacking me. Can you ask Mia to clear things up for me?" Everyone knew she was the childhood friend Liam had spoiled since they were kids. Every time she framed me and cried, Liam always assumed it was my fault. Sarah realized this too, her face turning pale with anger: "Based on one photo, why are you assuming it's Mia's doing?" The photo exposing Chloe was plastered all over the internet. In the photo, Chloe was on her tiptoes, trying to lean in and kiss Liam. Coincidentally, I had a very similar photo on my phone. So, Chloe insisted I was framing her. I looked up at Liam, about to explain, but he grabbed my wrist. He usually maintained a calm, indifferent demeanor. But when his eyes fell on my bandaged wrist, he frowned. "Does it hurt?" The warmth of his fingertips transferred through the gauze. Maybe the pain was making me delusional. In that moment, I almost thought Liam was going to believe me this time. But the next second, Liam let out a soft chuckle. "If you knew it would hurt, why did you do it?" My heart dropped, sinking lower with his words. I slowly looked up, meeting Liam's gaze. I saw the blatant mockery in his dark eyes. "Mia." He pinched my chin, forcing me to look at him. "Why can't you just learn to behave?" 02 Liam still didn't believe me. He was convinced I had posted the photo out of jealousy. He demanded I apologize and clear her name across all platforms. As soon as he finished speaking, a dead silence fell over the studio. I didn't look up, but I felt numerous eyes on me. Relying on Liam's backing, Chloe had stolen many roles and endorsements from me over the years. My current position in the industry was already precarious. Stepping forward to apologize now would completely ruin my career. Liam knew this better than anyone, but he showed no mercy. I looked up at him, my nose stinging uncomfortably. "So from the very beginning, you came here to interrogate me on her behalf." From the moment he walked through the door, I had clung to a sliver of hope. Thinking that after being by his side for five years, he would stand by me just once. But he never did. Liam was now a prominent figure everyone in the city looked up to. His features hadn't changed much from five years ago. His downcast eyes always seemed to carry a hint of tenderness. "I don't play favorites," he looked at me, enunciating every word. "Mia, when you do something wrong, you must make amends." There's that phrase again. But Liam. What gives you the right to condemn me so easily? The system sighed, unable to watch: [I told you not to invest real feelings when doing missions!] [Just endure it a little longer. Only three apology missions left, Host.] Seven years ago, I was pulled into this world. The only way home was to play the role of the long-suffering original wife and complete the idiotic forced-apology plot missions. And now, I was only three away. The sudden ringing of a phone shattered the silence. Sarah answered it. But the next second, all the color drained from her face. "Mia," Sarah looked up at me, her voice strained. "The Best Actress award... they changed the winner." My throat tightened. "...What?" 03 This was the award I had spent seven years fighting tooth and nail for, risking my life. For one close-up shot, I stayed in freezing water during winter for over forty takes, leaving me with severe lingering health issues. After being nominated and losing for three consecutive years, I thought my hard work was finally going to pay off this time. Chloe slowly peeked out from behind Liam, her eyes curving into a smile at me. "Sorry, Mia." "I forgot to tell you." "Liam said this year's Best Actress award is my birthday present." A loud ringing filled my head. I looked at Liam, suddenly unable to say a word. Chloe's sweet, syrupy voice kept drilling into my ears. "I actually told him I didn't really need it, but Liam insisted on giving it to me..." I couldn't listen anymore. I grabbed whatever was nearby and hurled it at them. Chloe hid behind Liam in fear. Liam stood in front of her, frowning, "Stop making a scene." "Stop making a scene, did you hear me?!" I didn't want to lose face like this, but the tears wouldn't stop falling. I knew I must look ugly and ridiculous right then. I looked at Liam and asked him: "What gives you the right? I risked my life for that. What gives you the right to just give it to Chloe?" Not expecting such a huge reaction from me, Liam was stunned. "It's just one award. I'll get you a more prestigious one next time, okay?" "Stop crying." ... But Liam, I don't have a next time. Then, as you wish, I'll apologize. That way, I can quickly finish the plot and return to my own world. 04 I typed out the clarification post word by word while crying. A few hundred words with only one core message: I was jealous of Chloe and maliciously took a misleading photo to deceive the public. After posting it, overwhelming abuse flooded my feed. [So disgusting. She staged a fake photo to create drama for herself.] [Our Chloe has always said she doesn't plan on getting married. Besides, they've been platonic childhood friends for over twenty years. Stop acting crazy and throwing dirt, old lady.] [Mia is not that kind of person! I've been her fan for years, I know her better than you do. Mia, if you're being threatened, change your profile picture!] [Stop trying to clean up her image. No one cares. I hope old lady Mia and her brain-dead fans go to hell.] ... My vision suddenly went dark. Liam had returned at some point. He blocked the screen, preventing me from reading further. "If it's just meaningless talk, don't take it to heart." "Just get through tonight, and I'll suppress the trending topics." I didn't say a word. The living room was completely quiet. Liam reached out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind my ear. "I explained the photo to you at the time. Chloe was drunk." "I've always seen Chloe as a little sister. You don't need to keep making things difficult for her." Liam seemed to have never considered that Chloe was the one who provoked me first. He had never believed me. I looked up at Liam. Suddenly, I wondered. If he knew I was innocent. If he knew that every apology accelerated my departure. What kind of expression would he have? 05 The second-to-last apology came very quickly. Sarah couldn't stand seeing me bullied and publicized my marriage certificate with Liam. She even added thousands of words detailing how Chloe had been causing trouble. To the public, Liam and I had always just been dating. Dropping this massive bombshell instantly shifted public opinion. People love drama. They don't really care about what's true or false. Many rushed to Chloe's social media accounts, cursing her out. I found out about this late at night. I had been severely ill for the past few days. In my feverish haze, I felt someone push the door open. In the darkness, my eyes met Liam's. In that moment, I felt a sudden disorientation. In the past, when I was sick, Liam would be so worried he couldn't sleep all night. Drifting between sleep and wakefulness, I would see Liam sitting by my bed, watching me. Even an arrogant rich kid like him would get red-rimmed eyes from distress in the middle of the night. But now, he looked at me quietly, a smile on his face that didn't reach his eyes. "Did you orchestrate Sarah's post?" His cold fingers combed through my hair, the chill making me shiver. He asked me with a smiling tone: "Do you know what I've been busy with these past few days? I've been busy winning the auction for that limited-edition necklace you wanted." "But what did you do?" "Mia, will you only be satisfied when Chloe is dead?" I propped myself up, my eyes full of confusion. Liam had no intention of giving me a chance to explain. He dragged me, still running a fever, to the hospital. It was only when he pushed open the hospital room door that I found out. Chloe had slit her wrists. 06 Lying in the hospital bed, she burst into tears the moment she saw me: "I never wanted to fight with you for anything." "Mia, why won't you just let me go?" She sobbed incoherently: "When I'm discharged... tonight, I'll leave this city. I won't appear around Liam ever again." My head was spinning, and it took me a long time to react. ...It's these same cheap tricks again. Yet Liam believed them implicitly. In the beginning, I used to be so upset I couldn't sleep, explaining things to Liam over and over again. He seemed to side with me, but whenever he spoke, he always favored Chloe. He always said making me apologize was for my own good. But it felt like he never actually believed me. Later, I started fighting with Liam. By the end of every argument, all that was left was resentment. Gradually, I began to realize that compared to me, Liam instinctively trusted the childhood friend he had spoiled since they were kids. No one could intrude on the bond between them. A wave of exhaustion deeply enveloped me. I asked him numbly, "How do you want me to apologize this time?" "Is it 'you must make amends for doing something wrong' again?" "Or an eye for an eye? Want to cut me again?" Liam's eyes were complex. He reached out and rolled down my pushed-up sleeve, his voice somewhat helpless: "Stop talking nonsense." I quietly waited for his next words. Like waiting for the final blade of execution. "I've thought about it carefully. We still need to minimize the chances of you two interacting." Liam looked at me. "Mia, retire from the entertainment industry." "You can do whatever you want in the future." "I'll..." A sharp slap interrupted Liam's words. I pulled my hand back, my fingertips tingling. Liam's head was turned to the side from the force of my slap. He turned his head back to look at me, finishing his sentence as if nothing had happened: "I'll be right here with you." 07 "Absolutely not!" An urgent, panicked voice rang out. Sarah, who had rushed over, stood in the doorway. She must have come in a hurry; her chest was heaving. "I did this on my own. Don't make things difficult for Mia." Sarah had always been strong, but that day, she stood in front of me and cried. She stared at Liam, incredibly sad. "I can't stand seeing Mia suffer like this." "Piece by piece, you've shown enough favoritism toward Chloe over the years." "It wasn't easy for Mia to get to where she is now." "Could you at least... just once... choose to stand by her side?" 08 Liam ultimately didn't change his mind. Before long, I would be completely blacklisted and hidden away. On the way back with Sarah, a sudden autumn rain began to fall. The cold wind felt like it was drilling into my bones. Sarah frantically tried to hold an umbrella over me. But the rain came too fast, and we still got mostly soaked. The wet clothes clung to my body, cold and sticky. I stared silently at my soaked cuffs. It felt like just a sudden downpour, but it seemed like these past seven years had all been this damp and cold. 09 The mission progress reached 99%. Just one last apology, and I could go home. I started packing my final belongings, giving whatever I could to Sarah. Sarah stared at me blankly. "What are you doing? Don't do anything stupid." "Didn't Liam say he'd support me? I'll spend his money, and I'll use his money to support you." I placed a bank card in Sarah's hand. "Keep this safe for me." "Mia, no matter what happens, I'm here." "If you're unhappy, come find me. Worst case, just divorce him." I turned to walk back, waving at Sarah. If I had known that would be the last time I saw her, I would have said a few more words and given her a proper goodbye. 10 The sky was overcast when I left Sarah's place. It looked like a heavy rain was about to pour. After picking up the custom watch from the store, I texted Liam as I walked back. [Birthday present. Come home early.] Liam replied very quickly, a low chuckle in his voice note: "Okay. Don't trick me again today." After I was blacklisted, Liam practically stuck to my side, inseparable. I called him disgusting. I found excuses to mess with him time and time again. Liam got quite angry. But I didn't plan on messing with him this time. Today was his birthday. I wanted to use this birthday present to negotiate a better position for Sarah. After I leave, she'll truly be alone. But I seem to have terrible luck. The more I want to do something, the less likely it is to happen. I was kidnapped.
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