Whispers in the Dark Mirror

Chapter​ ​1:​ ​The​ ​Encounter 

"​You​ ​don​'​t​ ​have​ ​the​ ​right​ ​to​ ​order​ ​me​ ​around,​ ​David.​" 

“​...​ ​Take​ ​off​ ​your​ ​shirt​ ​and​ ​send​ ​it​ ​to​ ​me​ ​right​ ​now​!​!​!​” 

The​ ​older​ ​twin​ ​spoke​ ​calmly,​ ​and​ ​his​ ​eyes​ ​were​ ​as​ ​cold​ ​as​ ​his​ ​words. 

“​Damn​ ​it​!​!​!​” 

The​ ​young​ ​man​ ​took​ ​off​ ​his​ ​own​ ​shirt​ ​and​ ​put​ ​on​ ​the​ ​wedding​ ​dress​ ​of​ ​his​ ​older​ ​twin.​ ​He​ ​walked​ ​down​ ​the​ ​aisle​ ​toward​ ​the​ ​bridal​ ​chamber. 

Dylan​ ​opened​ ​the​ ​door​ ​to​ ​the​ ​luxurious​ ​room​ ​and​ ​turned​ ​off​ ​the​ ​lights​ ​according​ ​to​ ​the​ ​plan​ ​set​ ​by​ ​his​ ​older​ ​twin.​ ​He​ ​walked​ ​to​ ​the​ ​end​ ​of​ ​the​ ​room​ ​where​ ​only​ ​moonlight​ ​shone​ ​through​ ​the​ ​window.​ ​There,​ ​a​ ​woman​ ​in​ ​a​ ​nightgown​ ​stood​ ​still,​ ​gazing​ ​out​ ​aimlessly.​ ​The​ ​bride​'​s​ ​body​ ​was​ ​bathed​ ​in​ ​the​ ​dim​ ​light​ ​amidst​ ​the​ ​silent​ ​atmosphere. 

...​ ​The​ ​young​ ​man​ ​picked​ ​up​ ​his​ ​glasses,​ ​put​ ​them​ ​on,​ ​and​ ​walked​ ​straight​ ​toward​ ​the​ ​woman​ ​immediately... 

................... 

“​Hey,​ ​you​!​!​!​” 

A​ ​greeting​ ​from​ ​the​ ​young​ ​man,​ ​addressing​ ​the​ ​tall,​ ​smart​ ​person.​ ​He​ ​is​ -​Dylan​ ​K.​ ​Valemont​ ​- ​A​ ​handsome​ ​young​ ​man​ ​walked​ ​into​ ​the​ ​club​ ​with​ ​a​ ​sour​ ​expression​ ​on​ ​his​ ​face​ ​from​ ​being​ ​in​ ​a​ ​bad​ ​mood.​ ​He​ ​went​ ​straight​ ​to​ ​his​ ​friends​'​ ​table.​ ​They​ ​called​ ​out​ ​to​ ​him​ ​with​ ​mischievous​ ​smiles. 

"​Is​ ​your​ ​dad​ ​doing​ ​it​ ​again?​" 

Dylan​'​s​ ​best​ ​friend​ ​since​ ​elementary​ ​school​ ​greeted​ ​him​ ​knowingly​ ​and​ ​handed​ ​him​ ​a​ ​glass​ ​of​ ​amber-colored​ ​drink.​ ​He​ ​took​ ​the​ ​drink,​ ​downed​ ​it​ ​in​ ​one​ ​gulp,​ ​and​ ​slammed​ ​the​ ​glass​ ​down​ ​on​ ​the​ ​table. 

"​Ugh...​ ​again.​ ​It​'​s​ ​always​ ​about​ ​me​ ​taking​ ​a​ ​position​ ​in​ ​the​ ​company.​" 

"​It​'​s​ ​the​ ​same​ ​old​ ​story,​ ​I​ ​think​ ​you​ ​should​ ​get​ ​a​ ​job​ ​like​ ​everyone​ ​else.​ ​How​ ​long​ ​are​ ​you​ ​going​ ​to​ ​keep​ ​drifting​ ​around?​"​ ​another​ ​friend​ ​in​ ​the​ ​group​ ​said.​ ​The​ ​group​ ​of​ ​young​ ​men​ ​chuckled​ ​softly​ ​and​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​him​ ​teasingly. 

"​Hey,​ ​you...​" 

As​ ​the​ ​young​ ​man​ ​was​ ​about​ ​to​ ​scold​ ​his​ ​friends​ ​who​ ​were​ ​teasing​ ​him​ ​playfully,​ ​his​ ​gaze​ ​stopped​ ​on​ ​a​ ​young​ ​woman​ ​in​ ​her​ ​group​ ​of​ ​friends​ ​who​ ​were​ ​having​ ​fun.​ ​However,​ ​she​ ​was​ ​sitting​ ​still,​ ​holding​ ​a​ ​glass​ ​of​ ​dark​ ​red​ ​alcoholic​ ​beverage​ ​in​ ​her​ ​lap. 

With​ ​the​ ​dim​ ​lighting​ ​of​ ​this​ ​club​ ​at​ ​night,​ ​it​ ​was​ ​difficult​ ​to​ ​see​ ​her​ ​face​ ​clearly.​ ​I​ ​couldn​'​t​ ​tell​ ​what​ ​she​ ​looked​ ​like​ ​or​ ​what​ ​mood​ ​she​ ​was​ ​in.​ ​But​ ​her​ ​stillness​ ​was​ ​so​ ​out​ ​of​ ​sync​ ​with​ ​the​ ​lively​ ​atmosphere​ ​of​ ​this​ ​club. 

"​Hey​ ​Dylan...​ ​let​'​s​ ​go​ ​play​ ​snooker.​" 

While​ ​Dylan​ ​sat​ ​still,​ ​staring​ ​at​ ​the​ ​woman,​ ​his​ ​friends​ ​got​ ​up.​ ​He​ ​then​ ​took​ ​his​ ​eyes​ ​off​ ​her​ ​and​ ​went​ ​to​ ​join​ ​his​ ​friends​ ​around​ ​the​ ​pool​ ​table,​ ​as​ ​was​ ​his​ ​habit​ ​as​ ​a​ ​social​ ​and​ ​carefree​ ​person. 

By​ ​the​ ​time​ ​the​ ​clock​ ​had​ ​ticked​ ​past​ ​what​ ​he​ ​considered​ ​the​ ​right​ ​time​ ​to​ ​leave,​ ​the​ ​young​ ​man​ ​said​ ​goodbye​ ​to​ ​his​ ​friends.​ ​What​ ​he​ ​had​ ​to​ ​do​ ​tomorrow​ ​was​ ​more​ ​important,​ ​making​ ​it​ ​impossible​ ​for​ ​him​ ​to​ ​stay​ ​with​ ​his​ ​friends​ ​as​ ​he​ ​usually​ ​did. 

Dylan​ ​walked​ ​to​ ​the​ ​parking​ ​lot​ ​and​ ​suddenly​ ​caught​ ​sight​ ​of​ ​a​ ​woman​ ​bent​ ​over​ ​vomiting​ ​near​ ​the​ ​bushes​ ​in​ ​the​ ​darkness,​ ​illuminated​ ​only​ ​by​ ​the​ ​dim​ ​light​ ​of​ ​the​ ​parking​ ​lot​ ​lights​ ​at​ ​night.​ ​The​ ​woman​ ​got​ ​up,​ ​leaning​ ​against​ ​a​ ​nearby​ ​parked​ ​car,​ ​clearly​ ​intoxicated.​ ​He​ ​decided​ ​to​ ​walk​ ​over​ ​and​ ​ask​ ​if​ ​she​ ​was​ ​okay,​ ​out​ ​of​ ​concern. 

“​Hey​ ​you...​ ​You​ ​can​'​t​ ​fall​ ​asleep​ ​here,​ ​it​'​s​ ​dangerous.​” 

The​ ​young​ ​woman​ ​tilted​ ​her​ ​head​ ​back​ ​slightly​ ​but​ ​kept​ ​her​ ​eyes​ ​closed.​ ​He​ ​felt​ ​relieved​ ​that​ ​she​ ​was​ ​still​ ​responding​ ​to​ ​someone​ ​talking​ ​to​ ​her. 

"​Who​ ​are​ ​you​ ​with?​ ​Where​ ​are​ ​your​ ​friends?​ ​Don​'​t​ ​you​ ​know​ ​it​'​s​ ​dangerous​ ​to​ ​be​ ​alone​ ​here?​" 

“​I...​ ​I​ ​came​…​” 

The​ ​young​ ​woman​ ​looked​ ​up​ ​and​ ​answered​ ​the​ ​question​ ​with​ ​a​ ​clear,​ ​pleasant​ ​voice.​ ​Even​ ​though​ ​she​ ​was​ ​intoxicated,​ ​it​ ​was​ ​clear​ ​that​ ​she​ ​was​ ​a​ ​beautiful​ ​and​ ​lovely​ ​person. 

“​...Judging​ ​by​ ​her​ ​attire,​ ​she​ ​is​ ​definitely​ ​the​ ​same​ ​woman​ ​who​ ​was​ ​sitting​ ​still​ ​among​ ​that​ ​group​ ​of​ ​girls​…​” 

Her​ ​attire​ ​was​ ​completely​ ​unsuitable​ ​for​ ​visiting​ ​this​ ​place.​ ​The​ ​young​ ​woman​ ​tried​ ​to​ ​move​ ​forward​ ​but​ ​stumbled.​ ​Dylan​ ​quickly​ ​supported​ ​her​ ​delicate​ ​frame,​ ​allowing​ ​her​ ​to​ ​lean​ ​on​ ​his​ ​shoulder. 

The​ ​faint​ ​fragrance​ ​from​ ​her​ ​that​ ​reached​ ​his​ ​nose.​ ​This​ ​slender​ ​figure​ ​didn​'​t​ ​at​ ​all​ ​reflect​ ​the​ ​personality​ ​of​ ​a​ ​night​ ​owl.​ ​The​ ​young​ ​man​ ​was​ ​very​ ​surprised​ ​that​ ​she​ ​had​ ​come​ ​here​ ​as​ ​if​ ​by​ ​accident. 

“​And​ ​how​ ​will​ ​you​ ​get​ ​back?​ ​Where​'​s​ ​your​ ​car?​” 

Suddenly,​ ​a​ ​white​ ​car​ ​pulled​ ​up​ ​nearby.​ ​A​ ​young​ ​woman​ ​got​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​car​ ​and​ ​quickly​ ​came​ ​over​ ​to​ ​help​ ​her​ ​friend,​ ​who​ ​was​ ​so​ ​drunk​ ​she​ ​could​ ​barely​ ​keep​ ​her​ ​eyes​ ​open. 

“​Oh​ ​my​ ​god​!​!​!​ ​Fiona,​ ​what​ ​did​ ​you​ ​do​ ​to​ ​my​ ​friend?​” 

“​No...​ ​Your​ ​friend​ ​was​ ​drunk,​ ​I​ ​was​ ​just​ ​helping​ ​her​ ​stay​ ​steady.​” 

"​Let​'​s​ ​go.​ ​I​ ​told​ ​you,​ ​if​ ​you​ ​come​ ​out​ ​first,​ ​you​'​ll​ ​be​ ​close​ ​to​ ​our​ ​car.​" 

The​ ​woman​ ​who​ ​came​ ​to​ ​pick​ ​him​ ​up​ ​glanced​ ​at​ ​the​ ​young​ ​man​ ​with​ ​suspicion​ ​before​ ​getting​ ​into​ ​the​ ​car​ ​and​ ​driving​ ​away. 

...​ ​The​ ​young​ ​man​ ​sighed,​ ​shaking​ ​his​ ​head​ ​slightly.​ ​He​ ​drove​ ​straight​ ​to​ ​the​ ​"​Valemont​"​ ​mansion,​ ​went​ ​directly​ ​to​ ​his​ ​bedroom,​ ​and​ ​collapsed​ ​immediately​ ​before​ ​falling​ ​asleep​ ​from​ ​exhaustion​ ​of​ ​both​ ​body​ ​and​ ​mind...