The creepy Night.

Chapter 11

Caroline lay beside John in the dimly lit motel room, her head resting against his chest. His fingers traced slow, lazy circles on her back, a quiet intimacy between them. For the first time in a long while, she felt safe.

"I never thought I'd find this," she murmured.

John pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Find what?"

She smiled softly. "Love."

He was silent for a moment, then gently tilted her chin up, his gaze locking with hers. "Then hold onto it," he whispered, kissing her deeply.

And she did.

But love has a way of turning into heartbreak.

Hours later, Caroline stood beside Subey in the abandoned warehouse, the weight of John's promise still lingering in her heart. The place smelled of damp metal and oil, and an uneasy feeling settled in her stomach.

Then, he appeared.

John stepped out of the shadows, his expression unreadable. But something in his eyes was different—colder.

"You came," he said.

Subey tensed. "Where is Mia?"

John let out a slow exhale, shaking his head. "Still thinking she's the real villain?"

Caroline frowned. "John, what are you talking about?"

His smirk was sharp, cutting. "Oh, sweetheart," he said, turning to her. "You really fell for it, didn't you?"

Her stomach dropped. "John… what are you saying?"

He pulled out a gun, aiming it directly at Subey. "Mia was never the problem. I was always the one pulling the strings."

Caroline's heart pounded. "No… you're lying!"

John tilted his head. "Am I? Think about it, love. All those little coincidences. The secrets I never shared. The way I always led you where I wanted." His voice softened. "You were just another piece in the game."

Tears welled in Caroline's eyes. "You said you loved me."

John hesitated for just a second. Then he whispered, "I did. But love and power… they don't mix."

Before Caroline could move, a gunshot rang out.

John gasped, staggering forward. Blood spread across his shirt as he turned, his face contorted in shock.

Mia stepped out of the shadows, lowering her gun.

"You were always predictable, John," she said coldly.

John fell to his knees, looking up at Caroline. His lips parted as if to say something, but no words came. His body hit the floor.

Caroline's breath shuddered, her whole world crashing around her. The man she had loved was gone. And the true monster still stood before her.

What you think of is really caroline is in love ???

To Be Continued....