The End of a Dream

The Fall Into the Abyss

From the moment I married into the Kinsey family, Naomi and I had always been compared. She was hailed as the family's blessing, while I was branded the woman who brought only misfortune.

After the wedding, Wayne went through a period of deep self-doubt. He became sensitive, paranoid, and reluctant to leave the house or speak to anyone. So I quit my job at the company and stayed by his side every day, helping him with his rehabilitation.

Meanwhile, my half-sister Naomi became the project lead at Sharpe Corp. Today, she had both a successful career and two children, while I could never hope to measure up. That was what Wayne must have wanted—to make me nothing more than Naomi's shadow.

With his brother, Enzo Kinsey, still abroad, Wayne had been pulled away to entertain guests. The sneers around me grew louder until I could no longer bear it, and I slipped away under the excuse of needing air. Naomi, of course, followed me out with triumph written all over her face.

"My dear sister, are you heartbroken? I almost pity you," she said, flashing a taunting smile as she lifted the Kinsey family's heirloom necklace resting at her throat. "Sharpe Corp. belongs to me now, and the Kinseys are all on my side. Your ex-fiance and husband both love me. Whatever once belonged to you, I'll take it all for myself. Oh, and by the way—Wayne pretending to be paralyzed to win you over? That was my idea."

When I was 18, my mother died of an illness. Only then was Naomi, the love child, brought back into the Sharpe family. I had never liked her, and she had always resented me for taking our father's love. Father, feeling guilty toward her, made me yield to her in everything. First, it was the CEO position at Sharpe Corp., then the fiance who had been promised to me.

"Arden, after all these years, you're still the same useless girl. You couldn't protect your mother, and you can't keep your man. You're nothing but a joke!"

Her words dragged me out of my memories and lit a fire of anger in my chest. I couldn't hold back anymore—I raised my hand to slap her. But before it landed, she grabbed my wrist. Just as I tried to break free, a twisted smile appeared on her lips.

Before I could react, she screamed. "Arden, don't push me—!" And in the next instant, she yanked me down with her as she fell backward.

"Naomi!"

The moment I hit the water, Wayne abandoned his wheelchair and rushed forward, pulling Naomi into his arms. Meanwhile, I, who couldn't even swim, had been shoved straight into the pool. My body flailed in the freezing water as I reached out, desperate for help.

By the time the guards dragged me out, I was barely conscious. But before I could speak, Naomi beat me to it, her voice trembling with practiced tears. "Wayne… don't be too hard on Arden. She didn't mean to push me. After all, Enzo breaking off the engagement back then was already my fault to her. Let this be her way of venting her anger. But she hates me so much… maybe I should just take the children and move out."

As expected, Wayne's face darkened with anger at her words. But when his gaze turned to my dripping, pitiful figure, and he caught the mocking look in my eyes, guilt flickered across his face. "Arden… it must have just been an accident. What matters is that you're both fine."

Naomi froze, clearly displeased with his response. This wasn't the outcome she had been aiming for. With a sharp glare at me, she allowed the doctor to lead her away for a checkup.

Wayne draped a towel over my shoulders and waited until the crowd dispersed. Then he lowered his voice. "Arden, even if you're jealous of Naomi, you shouldn't think about harming her."

Realizing how harsh he had sounded, he quickly tried to soften it. "She's still weak from childbirth. If something really happened to her, neither of us could bear the consequences."

I drew in a deep breath, my chest aching as I looked at the man who had forgotten his own performance in his rush to save her. Curling my lips into a cold smile, I said…