Chapter 5: Three Days to Rewrite Everything

The next morning, just as I woke up, I saw Jason packing a suitcase. The room was quiet, the early sun catching on the silver zipper as he closed it.

Puzzled, I asked, "Are you going on a business trip?" My voice was soft, careful.

Jason answered blandly, "Yeah." He didn’t look at me, just zipped his bag and set it by the door.

But the comments exploded:

[The leads are going on a business trip together! The famous scene is coming!]

[The male lead takes some medicine, presses the heroine in the bathtub, and goes wild.]

[I’ll pay—can I get early access?]

[I don’t believe a self-controlled man like the male lead would lose it with the heroine just because of some medicine.]

I looked at the comments, my heart sinking. "How long will you be gone?" My hand clutched the comforter, knuckles white.

"Three days." He checked his watch, already halfway out the door in his mind.

I reached for him instinctively, but stopped myself, fingers curling in the sheets as I watched him leave. My heart ached, but I kept my face blank, refusing to give the audience the satisfaction.

Three days. Enough time to end this chapter, and finally start living as the main character in my own life.