The office lights were a harsh, clinical white—like surgical lamps—casting no shadows, leaving nothing hidden.
When Emily Carter knelt before Mark Carter, the entire marketing department fell silent. Her high heels lay abandoned on either side of the carpet. She looked up at the man who once called her “baby”—her boss, the father of her ex-boyfriend, and the nightmare she’d spent three years trying to escape, only to be pulled back again and again.
“Mark,” she whispered, as if afraid to wake something, “I can step away from the project. The bonus is yours. I’m begging you… don’t send that email.”
The air froze. No one knew what was in the email. Only Lina in the corner let out a quiet laugh, her fingers gliding across her phone screen, secretly recording the scene.
Suddenly, live subtitles flashed before my eyes:
[No way!! Isn't this Chapter One of "Shadows of the Fathers"?!]
[Emily’s doomed—the email wasn’t her fault. Mark set her up.]
[Don’t spoil it! I’m watching for the first time—my heart’s shattered into a QR code.]
[She shouldn’t have knelt… Once you bow your head, you’ll never stand again.]
I’ve never told anyone I can see the subtitles. Just like no one knows I’ve already discovered—Mark isn’t just a cheater or manipulator. He’s the man my biological father became after abandoning my mother, changing his name, and rebuilding his life.
The DNA report is buried at the bottom of my bag. The result reads: **Paternal relationship probability 99.98%.**
Yet when he looks at me, his eyes remain tender, almost pitying. “Emily,” he says, “do you know why I’ve always helped you?”
I bite my lip, silent.
He crouches down, straightening my skirt, his voice low, meant only for me: “Because… I love you.”
At that moment, the subtitles explode:
[Holy shit!! Is this a drama or a horror movie?!]
[He knew?! He recognized her from the start?!]
[It’s too late to save anyone—this game began twenty years ago.]
And I know—this is where the real game begins.
Next chapter preview: **"Dad, I Won."**