On her wedding day, Ava realized something terrifying.She didn't exist.Not legally.Not digitally.Not anywhere that mattered.
Every document that proved her identity had been replaced two weeks ago.And the man she was about to marry was responsible.The wedding was silent. Private. No media.Only a few powerful guests in a glass cathedral overlooking the sea.The groom — Adrian Vale.Thirty-one. Billionaire tech magnate.Cold. Untouchable. Brilliant.Dangerous.Ava walked down the aisle in white, her face calm, her heart calculating.She wasn't forced into this marriage.She chose it.Because three months ago, her sister died in Adrian Vale's company building.Official cause: suicide.Ava didn't believe that.And this marriage?Was her way inside.When the vows ended, Adrian leaned closer and whispered softly:"You look different from the photos."Ava's pulse skipped."People change," she replied.
His lips curved slightly."No. You were changed."For a split second—She felt exposed.But Adrian turned away as if nothing happened.The Penthouse
Adrian's penthouse sat at the top of the tallest building in the city.Floor-to-ceiling glass walls.
Private elevators.Security everywhere.Too much security."You'll have access to everything," Adrian said casually."Except the 47th floor."Ava tilted her head."And what's on the 47th floor?"He met her gaze."My secrets."
That night—Ava searched her new phone.
There were photos of her childhood.School records.Medical history.Everything looked real.Too real.But one detail was wrong.In every childhood photo—The reflection in the mirror showed a slightly different face.Not hers.Someone had edited her past.Rewritten her existence.Her breathing slowed.
This wasn't just about her sister anymore.
This was about identity manipulation.
And Adrian Vale was either the mastermind…
Or another pawn.
At 2:11 AM—
Her bedroom door unlocked automatically.
No knock.No warning.Adrian stepped inside.
He wasn't angry.He wasn't smiling.He simply said—"You came here for revenge."It wasn't a question.Ava didn't flinch."And you married me anyway."Silence stretched between them.
Electric.Strategic.
Then Adrian walked closer, stopping inches away."If you're going to try to destroy me," he whispered,"at least survive long enough to understand the rules."Her heart pounded.
"What rules?"He stepped back toward the door."The rule where I'm not the villain."
The lights flickered.Her phone vibrated.
Unknown message:"He didn't kill your sister.
He erased her."Ava's blood ran cold.
Erase?What did that mean?She looked up—
Adrian was gone.And the elevator screen outside her room lit up.Destination selected:
47th Floor.