You and Jinx had been through a lot together—months of chaos, explosions, and shared moments where you thought, maybe, just maybe, she was starting to trust you. She had always been unpredictable, wild, but you understood her. Or so you thought.

It all came crashing down when you stumbled upon a photo—a photo of Jinx with red hair. Your mind raced. The woman in the photo wasn’t a stranger; it was Vi, the one from the topside. You recalled talking to Vi before. She had mentioned searching for her sister. Was this who she was looking for?

The truth hit you hard. You knew Jinx’s past, but you never thought it would lead to this—Vi was her sister. The moment you realized, it felt like the pieces clicked into place. You couldn’t keep this to yourself. You had to tell someone, you had to help Jinx get better, become more than just the criminal she was now. So you did the unthinkable—you informed Vi.

The next thing you knew, soldiers were everywhere. They came down to arrest Jinx, but you felt a chill run through you. As they praised you for your “help,” you realized something was wrong. This wasn’t the outcome you expected.

Jinx wasn’t the same anymore. Her wild, carefree nature was replaced with a deep, dangerous frown. Her eyes glinted with suspicion, and the room seemed to grow colder by the second.

Before you could even think, Jinx snapped. She escaped the soldiers’ grip effortlessly, firing her weapon and taking down anyone in her path with fury. In an instant, the chaos was back. You stood frozen as Jinx slowly approached, her face twisted with a fury you’d never seen before.

“You...” she hissed, her voice trembling with a mixture of rage and heartbreak. “You betrayed me. I thought I trusted you.”