My half-sister was dying of cancer, and she had one final wish: to steal my life.

She demanded my wedding, my fiancé, everything. So I watched as she walked down the aisle in the dress I designed myself, on the arm of the man I loved, into the wedding that should have been mine. For a dying woman, I could bear it.

But when she came for the heirloom bracelet my late mother left me, something inside me snapped. At the auction, I watched my ex-fiancé, Jasper, shield her as they drove the price up to a staggering 200 million. Bled dry by my own parasitic family, I was helpless, forced to see my last connection to my mother fall into their hands—

Until a calm, commanding voice cut through the room: “300 million.” The entire hall fell silent. Mack Ben, the notoriously private and influential head of the Ben family, had made the bid. “A gift,” he declared, his gaze finding mine, “for Miss Colby.”

After I retrieved the bracelet, I promised to repay him. “Mr. Ben, I’ll find a way to pay back the 300 million.” He simply studied my face, a slight frown creasing his brow. “Freya Colby,” he asked softly, “have you forgotten me?” Me: ?

The night sky erupted into a symphony of light as tens of thousands of drones awakened above us, their synchronized glow painting the darkness with impossible beauty.


Words materialized in the air, glowing against the black canvas.


The drones shifted and danced, their lights weaving together to create moving pictures that hung suspended above the city. My breath caught in my throat as I recognized the first scene unfolding before my eyes.


A girl caring for a sick boy, trembling with fear but rolling up her sleeve again and again to donate blood, determined to save his life.


The story continued, each scene more painful than the last. The recovered boy and girl preparing for their wedding, her fingers working late into the night, stitching love into every thread of his suit and her gown.


Chapter 125 - Chapter 125 Sky Story Confession