Met her soul mate

Lady in red

In a dark, hidden corner, a man and a lady in a red flowing gown and red lips stood together, her eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity. "Make sure the car hits her," she whispered, her voice dripping with malice. "If you're caught, you know what to say, don't you?" The man nodded, his eyes fixed on the ground. "Yes, ma'am. I'll do it perfectly."

The lady's laughter sent chills down the man's spine as he bowed and left. Unbeknownst to Anny and Aila, who were walking home, merrily forgetting the unpleasantness at the snack shop, evil was lurking nearby. Anny's ringtone pierced the air, and she answered to silence. "What a weirdo," she muttered, shaking her head.

As they crossed the road, a car sped towards them, and Aila pushed Anny out of the way, taking the impact herself. Blood splattered everywhere, and people rushed to the scene like ants. Anny's shock and horror were palpable as she screamed Aila's name. Someone called her parents, and Anwyll and Myla rushed to the hospital, comforting Anny, who was inconsolable.

Meanwhile, the driver, realizing he had missed his target, slammed the steering wheel in frustration. His hands shaking, he called his wife, but the lady in red was on the other end, her voice dripping with venom. "You think you can outsmart me? You're wrong." The driver trembled, begging for mercy, but the lady was unforgiving. "Turn yourself in, or your family will suffer."

The lady's anger was palpable as she left the house, her bodyguard cleaning up behind her.

The driver, filled with fear, went to the nearby police station to surrender. He confessed that he had been speeding and that his conscience had gotten the better of him, leading him to turn himself in.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Anny's wounds had been treated, and she had finally calmed down after learning that Aila had awoken. Overcome with guilt and gratitude, she tightly hugged Aila, tears streaming down her face like a river. "Thank God you're awake... I don't know what I would have done if... Thanks, and sorry, babe," Anny said, her voice cracking with emotion. As she hugged Aila again, Aila winced in pain, causing Anny to anxiously ask if the wound had reopened.

Just then, Anwyll and Myla entered the room, profusely thanking Aila for saving their daughter's life. The atmosphere lightened as they began to chat, but suddenly, a phone rang, breaking the tension.

Interrupting their conversation, Anwyll's phone rang. He apologized and asked for permission to step out to answer the call. "Excuse me, please. I need to take this," he said, already rising from his seat. Myla nodded understandingly, and Anwyll quickly exited the room, answering the call as he walked out into the hospital corridor.

"Hello?" he said, his voice low and serious.