The day I was diagnosed with Dissociative Identity Disorder, my longtime crush finally confessed his love. He gathered his friends and family, chartered a luxury cruise ship, and threw a massive engagement party. Thus began our week-long romantic getaway. But when midnight struck... A romantic requiem echoed through the ship... Lock your door, Ms. Rabbit, cover your face tight. Your breathing will stop, you won’t toss turning tonight. Rest in peace, beautiful soul, in the pale moonlight. Slowly, the number of living people on board began to dwindle. 1 The day my DID diagnosis became official, my world lost all its color. Outside, rain poured in sheets. Inside, I stood clutching my medical file, tears streaming down my face. My parents had kicked me out, and my best friend was ignoring my calls. Just when I thought the whole world had abandoned me, Cole appeared. He took me back to the Vance family estate and confessed to me in front of all his friends and relatives: "Mia, I promise you, no matter what happens, I will never leave you. I love you, and I will love all of your personalities." Cole’s parents were incredibly open-minded. Flipping through my medical file, they said: "A famous actress and a psychologist? Such positive personalities! Mia, this just goes to show what a kind-hearted child you are!" "Exactly! Our son is so lucky. He gets to marry two wonderful girls at once!" I frantically wiped the tears from my face and forced a smile. They didn’t know that besides the host personality, I had been diagnosed with a third. The Rainy Night Butcher. The moment I touch rainwater, that bloodthirsty version of me is unleashed. Just like right now. No one noticed that a page was missing from the medical file. 2 The next morning, numerous dead cats and dogs were found in the upscale gated community where the Vance family lived. At the breakfast table, the atmosphere was peaceful. No one suspected me. I breathed a sigh of relief. But a neighbor had somehow caught wind of my illness and splashed a huge bucket of red paint on the Vance family's front door. Before leaving, they didn’t forget to drop a threat: "Keep your psycho locked up!" "I did it! It has nothing to do with Mia!" Perhaps fearing his parents would look at me differently, Cole actually took the blame. I was moved, but also anxious. Could someone like me really be accepted by his parents? To my surprise, his parents didn't make a fuss. Instead, they came over to comfort me: "Of course we believe Mia. Don't listen to what those people outside say. How about this: our family will take a cruise for a few days, and we'll come back when the butler has cleaned this up." "Okay." I naturally had no reason to refuse. After packing a few clothes, I followed the Vance family onto the cruise ship. The Vance family controlled a leading corporation in New York, one of the wealthiest families around. And Cole was a top-tier elite lawyer. They weren't short on cash; chartering a multi-million dollar cruise ship was nothing to them. Besides being shocked, I was also a bit confused. Was it necessary to spend so much money just for a few days' getaway? It wasn't until we boarded the ship, amidst a shower of rose petals, that Cole got down on one knee: "Mia, I love you, until death do us part." I finally understood. He was proposing to me. This cruise ship was his gift to me. There were thirty people on board in total. Aside from the twenty service staff we brought along... The rest were Cole's friends, family, the butler, and bodyguards. They came here to witness my love with Cole. The moment he slipped the ring onto my finger, I thought, all of us here... Were the happiest family in the world. We embarked on a one-week romantic getaway. Cole said he wanted to give me the most beautiful scenery of my life. But only a day later, he changed his mind. 3 "Cole, what's wrong? It's me, Mia, open the door!" "Stay away from me! You psycho!" Hearing this, my face turned deathly pale. My body lost all its strength, and I slumped outside the guest room door. What exactly happened? Could it be... Devastated, I walked out onto the deck, staring at the sparkling sea. I asked with hatred: "What did you do this time?" The waves rolled in one after another, as if my face was changing from one to another. The smile at the corner of her mouth was mechanical and eerie. Her eyes were full of mockery as she parted her red lips: "Guess." Enough! I flew into a rage! I grabbed an empty wine bottle and hurled it fiercely. Water splashed everywhere. That face gradually disappeared. Replaced by my tears. I lowered my head and found a few drag marks of red on the floor. Stretching towards the edge of the ship. There was also a bloody handprint on the railing. Below was the bottomless ocean. Suddenly, I realized something and my body stiffened. Looking back, the deck was completely empty. But I clearly remembered everyone being here just a moment ago? I tore at my hair, trying desperately to remember, but I couldn't recall the missing fragments. I only remembered... At dusk, everyone was dead drunk. Except for me. Cole took care of me, intercepting a lot of drinks for me. But he wasn't so lucky. He lay on the deck and slept for a few hours. The sea breeze was very cold. I covered him with a light blanket and sat beside him, singing a lullaby. Then I fell asleep too. "What exactly are you trying to do to me?!" I hugged my head, kneeling on the deck, screaming in agony. A red light flashed across my eyes in the distance. Such a familiar blinking frequency. There seemed to be many similar light sources on this ship. They were like human eyes, monitoring me, torturing me. In the silent night, besides my voice... There was also a faint, trembling sound of breathing coming from behind. My blood suddenly began to boil. Even without turning around, I knew it was the person I loved the most—Cole. No matter what... He couldn't leave me... I rubbed my eyes, gritted my teeth, tremblingly picked up a bottle of wine, and walked slowly towards him. Under the moonlight, my shadow stretched very long. 4 The next day, when I woke up, Cole was sleeping right beside me. He held me in his arms, sleeping soundly. I poked his dimple and broke free from his embrace. As soon as I got up, he grabbed my waist: "Why are you up so early, babe?" My face flushed, and I scolded playfully: "Keep your hands to yourself!" "Is my babe shy?" Cole kissed my back through my clothes, muttering: "Why didn't you change into pajamas?" Then he pulled me back down and pressed himself against me. I narrowed my eyes, catching out of the corner of my eye that the red light had gone out. Just as I was about to push Cole away, someone knocked on the door: "Mr. Vance, Ms. Lin, it's time for breakfast." It was a crew member. I breathed a sigh of relief. Opening the door, a girl with pigtails forced a smile: "Mr. and Mrs. Vance have been waiting for you in the dining room for a long time." I nodded: "We'll be right there." Then I ducked into the bathroom to wash up. Perhaps because the door wasn't closed tight, I could hear the conversation outside while brushing my teeth. The girl's overly sweet voice came through: "Mr. Vance, let me help you put this on. Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so clumsy, how did I fall on you? Mr. Vance, are you alright?" My reflection in the water smiled a half-smile: "Someone's trying to steal your man right in front of you, and you're not angry?" I shook my head, silently replying to her: "I believe in Cole." Sure enough, Cole didn't disappoint me. He stood up and yelled: "Get out!" Then he squeezed in, looking aggrieved, and hugged me: "Babe, someone's seducing your husband, aren't you going to do something about it!" I pressed my forehead against his and rewarded him with a hug: "Good job, my Cole is the best." "Hmph, you're just humoring me!" Cole was right. I was indeed humoring him. Because I wasn't in the mood to be lovey-dovey with him right now. My head was full of what happened last night. My anxiety lasted until we entered the dining room. When I saw everyone was there, I was finally comforted. So it was just a dream. Our happy family is still all here, that's great. "Did Mia sleep well last night?" Cole's mom poured me a glass of cranberry juice and asked with a smile. I looked at the bright red drink, and a blurry image flashed through my mind. "I slept very well, even had a dream." "Oh? What did you dream about?" I chewed on a freshly cut sausage, narrowed my eyes, and tried hard to recall. A few seconds later, I had a sudden realization: "I remember now, I was slaughtering pigs." After saying that, I put down my knife and fork and swept my gaze over the people in the dining room one by one. Silently counting in my heart... One, two, three... twenty-nine. We're missing one person! I asked calmly: "Cole, did everyone come for breakfast?" The man was focused on peeling an egg for me: "They should all be here... Wait..." He paused, as if remembering something, and continued: "Where's that chubby guy who makes the cakes? Don't make pistachio mousse today. Mia is allergic, she can't eat nuts." "That brat disappeared first thing this morning! Don't worry, Mr. Vance, there absolutely won't be any more mistakes with today's meals!" The head chef standing nearby answered respectfully. But as soon as he finished, the smile on Cole's lips froze. Consequently, the hand peeling the egg also trembled slightly. I leaned close, patted his back, and whispered comfortingly in his ear: "Cole, I'm here." He forced a smile that looked worse than crying: "Babe, let's get married, okay?" The friends and family around us raised their glasses and cheered again, celebrating and shouting for us. I ruffled his hair: "Okay, I'll always stay by Cole's side." Cole's eyes were red. In my arms, he looked like an abandoned puppy. Across the table, Cole's parents watched us with gratification. After rushing the wedding, they started rushing us for a baby: "Give us a good grandchild soon!" I shyly lowered my head, catching out of the corner of my eye a few servers secretly rolling their eyes in the corner. Sigh. Too bad, my boyfriend is too popular. What should I do?
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