<h4>Chapter 350: Die</h4>


    "So... you mean she nned to return?" Mnie asked in a voice full of confusion. The idea didn’t make sense. If Melody had truly intended toe back, why wouldn’t she have done so directly? Why go through all the trouble of escaping and all that?


    Dr. Jung let out a bitterugh, and shook his head," You’re quite straighforward. She never nned to return. That was never the intention. What she nned was a backup. A contingency. Just in case she ever wanted to use him in the future, he’d still be there. Close enough to manipte, far enough to not interfere. Easy to reach. Make no mistake, she is well aware of the power she yeilds over him and through him on me."


    Mnie stared at him, still trying to make sense of it. "But... if she had all that figured out, why bother? Why go through with the rest of it?"


    Dr. Jung nodded grimly. "That was for her freedom. Here, she could have had anything except freedom. But somewhere along the way, she saw your husband... and she decided he was more valuable. Or perhaps just more fun to ruin. So, she adjusted the n and instead of letting Cadence wait forever, she decided to use him to get rid of you."


    Mnie blinked, her mind racing. "Wait, are you saying... all of this-this entire thing was deliberately nned by Melody? But we had an ident. And then the kidnappers..."


    "Melody was the one that leaked your information. She messaged Cadence that she was ready toe back. It was why Cadence nned to kidnap her in the first ce. Because she wanted to return but apparently did not have the courage."


    Mnie opened her mouth wondering how twisted that sounded, but nothing came out.


    But the man continued, "You fainted. But she didn’t. She was conscious. Aware. The kidnappers asked her name first. And do you know what she said?"


    He paused.


    Mnie’s breath caught in her throat as the realization began to sink in. Her voice came out hoarse. "She said... she’s Mnie?"


    Dr. Jung nodded once. "Hmm. Not just to them. She kept it going. She walked into the hospitalter, still pretending. She told the staff the same thing— ’I’m Mnie Collins. Told them to contact her husband and then imed that Melody had been taken... That’s how she took your ce and stepped into your life like it had always been hers."


    Mnie could barely breathe. Her chest tightened with disbelief, fury, and something much colder.


    "Thank you for telling me all this. Now, why expose all this to me."


    "Because I have an offer for you..."


    "An offer?"


    Mnie frowned at that, feeling a bit excited. This was her chance. Whatever Dr Jung’s reason for bringing her here, it would be revealed soon. But she kept her expression carefully neutral as she questioned, "An offer? What kind of an offer?"


    Dr. Jung nodded, "I’m going to give you two choices. You can either stay here and help me treat Cadence. Help him truly recover at least to the time where the episodes had gone down.. That means being around him, talking to him, reminding him of what is real and what isn’t. He listens to you. Whether you know it or not, your presence has an effect on him because he truly believes you to be Melody."


    Mnie’s eyebrows furrowed. She opened her mouth to protest, but Dr. Jung raised a hand to stop her.


    "Or," he said, voice dropping to something quieter, "we stage a death."


    She blinked, confused. "What do you mean?"


    "If you don’t think you can handle staying here, giving up your husband, then we fake your death."


    "How can you fake my death? That is just..."


    But as Mnie heard Dr Jung’s n, she realized something unsettling.


    This wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment idea.


    It was well thought out. Every detail ounted for. Every consequence anticipated. This wasn’t the kind of thing someone came up with overnight and certainly not something said lightly. Which meant...


    He had been nning this all along.


    She looked at the seemingly harmless doctor again, really looked. The calm posture, the measured tone, the way he had delivered everything with precision, down to the timing of each reveal. He hadn’t just brought her here to inform her. He had brought her here to maneuver her. To present the illusion of a choice that, in truth, he had already decided she would have to make. A chill crept up her spine.


    "You’ve already prepared everything. It is why you approached me. You knew I’d eventually ask questions. You were waiting for it."


    Dr. Jung didn’t deny it. He simply tilted his head slightly, his expression unreadable. "I didn’t know if you’d be ready. But yes, once I realized you were not Melody, I anticipated it. But trust me on this, if you were Melody, your choices would be quite different."


    Mnie crossed her arms,"And how exactly do you expect to fake my death? What are you nning to do?"


    "That is the part that you have to trust me on."


    "You expect me to trust you but give me nothing in return? I need something to trust your n, Dr Jung. You’d help someone disappear... just to protect him? Stage a death? How can you do that?"


    "I can do much worse, Miss Mnie. Look around you, this is the prison I created for him. And gave him ebough power to be free here. Do you really think I cannot handle this? I can take care of this, with or without you. The only reason I am giving you a choice is I see that you are not a bad person and despite having every reason to hate Cadence, you felt a flicker of pity for him when I told you about his history. So, you have two days to think...Whether you cooperate with me or not, is up to you."