Betrayed By Love, Rebuilt By Fate

ead of the legal department, a man named Arthur Vance-no relat

three months ago, along with the developer's official rejection of my recommendations. I

ing on? What's

It's a matter of extreme urge

uestions. The email was sent. The fi

nical details of the structural flaw, the exact location, and the risk of imminent collapse. I made it sound like a disgruntled construc

't had in what felt like a lifetime. I was

not in my stomach, the headline flashed across the screen. OLYMPIA SKYSCRAPER COLLAPSES. The horror was

on a grieving city. And just like before, at 9 a

studio, the same sympathetic host. The

d, her voice catching. "I saw

o, Chloe. You sent an anonymous tip to emergency services and the p

d turne

h

l here. It details the exact structural flaw that engine

aybe she had an inside source at the news station. She had intercepted my anonymous tip and

The architect. I told her what I saw, but..." she trailed off, a single tear rolling down her cheek. "She didn't be

ecause now she had "proof" that she had tried to warn everyone. She

s and even more ferocious than befor

It was Liam. I

was worse. It was full of pity and disappointment. "How could you? Chloe even

tip. It was mine. I

saying you had a premonition now too? Ju

elt just as deep, but this time it was laced with a terrifying sense of help

But when I looked through the peephole,

ed the

His face was weathered, his eyes sha

es

Skyscraper collapse." His tone was neutral, profession

rse. Co

he police car, swarmed the lawn. Cameras flashed, and

t the crowd, then at me. "Looks

dea," I said,

one Liam had helped me pic

, claims she warned you about

's l

ve sent an anonymous t

oo. I sent that tip. She s

n eyebrow. "Can

ice faltered. I had been so clever, so focused on not being traced, that I had created the perfect op

tial issue months ago, but they're framing it as a standard preliminary report, one of many. They're distancing themselves. And your f

et ahead of the story, but the story was a ti

a savior who had tried her best. They directed all their grief and rage toward me. The narrative was set in stone. Chloe w

he always one step ahead? It wasn't psychic power. It was something else. Somethi

you think of anything, call me. In the m

in facts. Chloe's story was all emotion and miracles. My story was a messy, unbeliev

had to