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The Doomed Destiny

Born with a silver spoon, Sasha Reagan was blessed to be amongst the rich in society. But thanks to her illegitimate title, she was always treated as an outsider in her own family. While growing up in a boarding school, the increasing bank balance was the only proof of her parent's existence in her life. Abandoned by everyone, at the age of 25, she sought medical help for her gluttonous depression. “Doctor, can you suggest some sleeping pills? I am having trouble falling asleep due to nightmares." “Nightmares?” The doctor asks, “Whenever I fall asleep, I am seeing a stranger in my dreams," She sneers, “It seems like we are in love." “You have never been in a relationship. Isn’t it a good thing to have a boyfriend, at least in your dreams?” “Yes, it was a good dream until he pushed me from the top of a building, killing me." Sarcasm ripples in her eyes as she spits out the words. After therapy, she returns home and opens her balcony door only to see a pair of obsidian eyes staring at her. It was him- The man who tries to kill her countless times in her nightmares. Is there any doomed fate other than meeting your killer every day? Yes, falling in love with your killer. But wait, why her step-brother is getting involved in her life? Read more to know about Sasha's journey to find her lost memories under the watchful eyes of her murderer and her stepbrother.

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The wrong floor

After having a quick light breakfast, Sasha got ready to visit Natalia's clinic.

Since it is early in the morning of the first day of New Year, there might be fewer patients.

Even if Natalia refuses to meet her, she can definitely avoid an awkward scene in front of others.

Sasha ruminates over things she has to share with Natalia and stepped out of the penthouse.

However, as soon as she strolled to the elevator, she ran into Kris and Philippe, who were on their way to work.

"Good morning, miss Reagan," Philippe's eyes sparkled in the very sight of the pretty neighbour,

"Happy new year," He shared the greetings in an exhilarated tone,

"Happy New Year," She returned his greetings with a faint smile and glanced at the man who stood beside Philippe,

Kris was silently observing their interactions with a deadpan look on his face,

When Sasha opened her mouth to greet him, he immediately turned away from her and got inside the elevator.

Woahhh, that's strange.