Meanwhile, Lilith lay back on bed with a smirk, clutching her skeleton buddy while her phone buzzed, picking up the latest recording from Rayan. She had hacked his phone so that it automatically recorded any conversation he had, sending her each file without him ever realizing.
The voices of Rayan and Lia came through clearly, plotting and scheming. Their plan was dark, ruthless—exactly the kind of thing that could ruin someone's life. But rather than fear, Lilith felt a rush of excitement. This was the game she loved to play.
She grinned to herself. Her so-called "fiancé" and "soul sister" thought they were so clever, but they didn't know she was two steps ahead. With every conversation he had, she collected more and more evidence against them. She'd let them think they were in control, only to flip the tables in her own way and time.
"Enjoy your little plans while you can," she murmured, looking at her skeleton. "Because I'm just getting started."
