(Evelina's POV—System Route Selection—Inside the Car)
The engine hummed softly.
City lights streamed past the window like smeared gold, fading into the darkness behind us. Rowan drove in silence—steady, calm—while my thoughts spiraled like a tornado in heels.
I inhaled slowly.
Steady. Focused. Alive.
Barely.
"At least I won the task," I muttered, staring at my faint reflection in the window. My red dress. My smudged eyeliner. My blood-soaked reputation.
I lifted a hand, touching the glass lightly. "I can finally choose my route now."
Freedom.
A world I'd never tasted in this world. But the relief lasted exactly three seconds. Because the moment I whispered, "...even though I'm still Evelina Hartgrave...and I still have enemies—"
D I N G ! ! !
A system window popped into my face like a brick wrapped in confetti.
[System Alert: ROUTE SELECTION UNLOCKED. Congratulations, Player Evelina Hartgrave. You have earned the right to choose the direction of your fate.]
