The Love I Couldn't See
Her silky hair was a mess. Her makeup, ruined. Her dress wrinkled like she slept on it. She was there, but her mind, elsewhere. Her eyes went to me. Her lips curled into a lazy smile. In every step she gave, my heart sank thinking she would fall.
“What happened to you? Are you okay?” I rushed towards her.
Her face twisted with disgust. “Oh, perfect Bella. The golden girl. Always correct. Always the best.”
“What…”
“Perfect Bella. Has the best grades. She doesn't have to fight to get into college, colleges fight over her.”
“Emma, you are drunk.”
“Perfect Bella doesn't drink. She is as pure as water. Saint Bella.” Her eyes glinted. “Perfect Bella doesn't sleep with her best friend's husband.” My body froze as a wave of chill ran through my spine.
“What… what are you talking about?”
She leaned in, her breath thick with alcohol, “Where do you think Marcus is? Why do you think I can barely walk straight? Is it hard to believe he took me and not you to that bad that was supposed to be yours?” My heart clenched. Tears started forming in my eyes. It didn't take long till they gave up to gravity. He… he didn't. We'd promised this morning. He couldn't.
“He wouldn't.”
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It's been a year, but the scars are still there. My past echoing in my head reminding me of everything that happened since that day.
Every time I open my eyes in the morning to see... nothing.
“You only get hurt by the ones you love the most.”
“You only get betrayed by the ones you trust the most.”
What happens when these two misbeliefs collide?
*****
I hope I wrote this book good enough to make you feel it.
Obrigada.☺️
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Chapter: I Want HerEdward's pov I came back to my room. It wasn't in my wildest dreams that I would find Bella there. There, but elsewhere—totally lost in her own world—beautiful.Everything about her is beautiful. Especially the way her cheeks flush pink whenever I'm around—priceless.I leaned on my bed, closed my eyes, but sleep was something beyond my capacity.I reached for my phone. The one I've been staring at the whole night. The screen lit up, went straight to my gallery, displaying the pictures I took in the amusement park—the picture I took of her in that rollercoaster. I can't get enough of it. I… I want it. Again and again. I want that moment to repeat, nonstop. That feeling. That warmth—family.“What is this?” I murmured to myself. “This… this is not right.” I shook away the thought. Shoved the phone aside. Closed my eyes and pretended I could sleep. *****“Where is Bella?” Jared asked, “Look at this… She can't cook heavens and keep us from eating!” I rolled my eyes at him. Food—the only
Last Updated: 2025-05-05
Chapter: Let LooseBella's povI opened my eyes. Displaying the same blurry room I've been sleeping in for almost a week. I reached for my glasses and found them where I always place them.I slipped them on my face and the world cleared. I struggled to sit up. My body felt like a stone. Rigid. Tired.I blinked multiple times, waiting patiently for my mind to process the colours around me. I met my feet bare, jeans, white hoodie…That's when realization hit me hard like a punch in the stomach.“He did it again,” I whispered, “he carried me here.” Heat took over my cheeks as memories flashed on my mind.“Let's go, sweetheart.” His words. His voice. That smile. That tone.It was all printed in my mind. His touch. The way he grabbed my hand. The way his eyes never left me. “Thank you… for everything.” His voice echoed in my mind again. What is he doing to me? Why? Why is he doing this?I pushed myself off the bed and went for a bath. The warm water helped, but it wasn't enough to wash away the weird feel
Last Updated: 2025-04-29
Chapter: I like this. It feels good.Edward's pov We weren't even in the first game when Sarah jolted with excitement. “Look at that!” She cried, pointing towards a store not too far from us, bouncing like a ping-pong ball.My eyes followed her finger until they leaned on the innumerous sparkly and glittery accessories they were selling. I glanced back at her—her eyes were shining, unable to contain her excitement.And then… Bella. Frozen at her spot, staring at the store like it was the reason for her existence, “Really?” I arched a brow. Her eyes went to me, almost like pleading. One moment she is a woman demanding respect and condemning misjudgment. The next, she is a five year old girl longing for glitter.“We will be right back.” Bella said with the sweetest smile she could give, whisking Sarah away with her. I stood there, just watching. My words from earlier echoed in my mind. Weird—but somehow… right. The way Bella's cheeks flushed pink when I called sweetheart. That setup. We were just like a fam…My phone
Last Updated: 2025-04-28
Chapter: I'm The Queen Christine's pov “What do you mean you couldn’t?” I snapped. My voice echoed against the high walls of the penthouse, slicing through the silence like a blade. It was a simple chore. Get rid of Bella. That was it. What’s so difficult about dealing with a walking disaster in borrowed skin? “She went out…” Carl mumbled, eyes cast downward like a dog waiting for a beating. “And why didn't you follow her, genius?” “She went out… with Edward.” What? With my Edward? The words slammed into my chest like a metal door. My blood started to boil just by listening to that plague’s name again. For a moment I stood there, blinking, trying to control the tremor in my hands. Bella. Bella. That wretched, clingy name again and again. I began pacing the room, my heels thudding against the marble floor. The fury was simmering now, growing hotter with every step. “This is bad,” I muttered. “That Bella person… she’s not just a threat. She’s a time bomb.” I had plotted a perfect plan. A flawless, sur
Last Updated: 2025-04-18
Chapter: Family Bella's pov I opened my eyes—finally a good night of sleep. No idea if it was out of exhaustion or just because of the fact that after three chaotic days I could finally breathe like a normal person. My eyes roamed around. I was in that same blurry and shapeless room, but it no longer felt foreign, out of place. I reached out blindly, fumbling for my glasses on the nightstand. Once I slipped them on, the world cleared. And the first thing I saw? The painting by the window. The Feeling of Home. That’s what I named it. We finished it yesterday. A mix of soft colors and open shapes, the kind of thing that wraps you in warmth—like a hug, or fingers gently brushing against yours. It was everything I wanted this house to feel like. Everything I wanted to give to everyone that will have a place in that sweet project. I sat up and sighed, stretching the heaviness out of my limbs. “Today is going to be different,” I whispered like a prayer. That's when my phone buzzed. The screen lit up
Last Updated: 2025-04-18
Chapter: PlanUnknown's pov “Talk, Cleo.” I snapped, glaring at that useless maid. It has been almost a week and she still hasn't provided a well detailed report of what's going on in that mansion. “Edward keeps working everyday, all day to recover from…” she lowered her gaze. “The incident five years ago.” I took a slow step towards her. The sharp click of my heels echoed through the room, each tap louder than the last. Her body trembled under my gaze. I know perfectly what that look is. That could only mean one thing—fear. “You are hiding things from me.” I stopped just inches from her. “What else, Cleo? You gotta have more than that.” She dug deep into her thoughts, a big frown appearing on her face. “There is a girl… Bella.” The name came out of her mouth like venom. “She is always doing too much, doing chores that are not meant to her… cooks every day. Everyone likes her. She is… dangerous. We have to get rid of her.” A slow, wished smile crept through my lips. “Oh, really? And why is t
Last Updated: 2025-04-18
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