Bankrupt and humiliated, I turned away the upstart tech guy I had been supporting for seven years and died with resentment. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day he first confessed to me. In this life, I hold all the lifeblood of his future business empire, and look coldly at his affectionate approach, vowing to let him have a taste of being manipulated - until he imprisoned me with red eyes: "Sister, who are you... Looking at through me?
