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2026-02-02 16:21:34
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Lucien: “Has she received the diamonds?” I asked, my tone calm but sharp, as I looked over at Timothy. He was seated casually on the edge of the playing ground, stretching his legs like he didn’t have a single concern in the world. We had come out for some exercise, but my mind wasn’t here. It’s stuck in my memories with Aria. These days I don't even feel myself anymore, it feels like I'm losing it, I feel lonely, I don’t feel like myself anymore. “Yes, she did,” he replied. Then he glanced at me sideways. “Do you have anything else in your head that you’re thinking about except Aria?” “No,” I said flatly. I don’t think about anyone except her, she's my whole world, and I lost her. Regret was a foreign thing to me once, it was something I believed belonged to weaker men, to those who failed to take what they wanted when it was within their reach. But now it sat in my chest like a slow, suffocating weight, tightening every time her name crossed my mind. Anytime I remem
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Ethan: “I am…” The words sat heavily in my throat, like they refused to be spoken. I couldn’t bring myself to tell her. Couldn’t tell her that I was getting engaged. That everything between us was standing on the edge of something irreversible. I had been trying to handle the situation quietly, trying to find a way to soften the blow, to make it hurt less but nothing was working. And I feel like telling her will solve all my problems. Her phone stopped ringing, the silence settling between us in a way that felt louder than any noise. Aria nodded slowly, her eyes fixed on me, expectant, waiting for me to say something. But I just shook my head. “I just want to say…Thank you for being a part of my life.” I forced a bright smile, one that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “Thank you,” she replied, mirroring my smile. She stared at me, her gaze sharpening slightly, suspicion flickering beneath her calm expression. I knew that look. She wasn’t convinced, at all. “I saw the v
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Rossa carefully lifted another box from the suitcase and placed it in front of me. Lucien is the last person I'd ever think to send such an expensive gift to me. I can’t believe it, is this part of his apology? My fingers hovered over it for a second. Then I opened it. A soft click echoed in the quiet living room. My lips parted seeing diamonds in the box, I looked at Rossa who was shocked as well. The diamonds were arranged, meticulously, and beautifully into letters. It was arranged in “SORRY.” My breath hitched slightly. I stared at it, stunned. Rossa reached for another box, placing it beside the first. I opened that one too. Another “Sorry.” And another. And another. Each box has the same word. Each one crafted differently, some with smaller stones, some with larger cuts, some curved delicately, others bold and sharp but all spelling the same thing. SORRY. It didn’t stop. Box after box after box. The word began to blur in my vision. It
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For a moment, everything around me seemed to fall into a deafening silence, like the world itself had paused just to watch the scene unfold. “Let me go!” I snapped, my voice sharp and edged with fury as I shoved her away with every ounce of strength I could gather. She staggered backward, clearly not expecting the force behind my push. Her heels scraped against the polished floor, her body swaying dangerously as she nearly lost her balance completely. I thought she would fall flat on the ground but she managed to steady herself at the last moment. “Devi, what are you doing?!” Mrs. Yashoda’s voice rang out, filled with alarm as she rushed forward without hesitation. And just like that, the act began. Genevieve inhaled sharply, a soft, trembling sniff escaping her lips. Her expression shifted so seamlessly it was almost impressive, her eyes glossing over with unshed tears, her lower lip quivering ever so slightly. She lifted her hand, letting it hover mid-air as though she was to
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(Devi’s POV) I pushed the heavy mansion doors open with the last shred of strength I had left in me, my body aching from the long, exhausting day at work. The familiar scent of polished wood and expensive incense greeted me instantly, wrapping around me like something both comforting and suffocating at the same time. Usually, walking into this house gave me a sense of belonging, a quiet reassurance that no matter how chaotic the world outside became, this place remained untouched, controlled. But today something felt off. I took a few steps inside, slipping off my heels lazily, my fingers brushing against my temple as I tried to shake off the dull headache forming behind my eyes. My gaze lifted absentmindedly toward the grand staircase and that was when I froze. My eyes widened slowly, my exhaustion evaporating in an instant as confusion settled in its place. Ethan’s mother stood there, she was dressed differently, elegantly and traditionally, draped in a beautiful Indian outfit
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(Aria’s POV)The red wine dripped down her face slowly,like blood, staining her expensive blouse, clinging to her lashes, sliding along her jaw.For a second, silence reigns there.The entire room froze.Even the couples who had been whispering and laughing minutes ago went still, their curiosity now shamelessly exposed.I stood there, chest rising and falling, my fingers still wrapped tightly around the empty glass. My pulse thundered in my ears, but my expression was calm and controlled. Because this was exactly what she deserved. I don’t want to know who she is but she doesn't get to say trash to me.Elena didn’t move at first.Her hands were still on the table, fingers trembling slightly as the wine soaked into her clothes. Then slowly, very slowly, she lifted her hand and wiped her face.Her mascara smeared.Her lipstick blurred.Her perfect image cracked. I smiled, yeah this is perfect. And when her eyes met mine again?She glared at me with pure venom. “You...” she started
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Ethan’s POV “I… loved you, Lucien.” she murmured again, her voice was barely audible. I didn’t react, I just stared at her, the way her lips trembled when she said his name, how her fingers clenched weakly into the fabric of my shirt, as if she needed something solid to hold her together, the w
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Ethan’s POV I watched her cry for her ex-husband, and it didn’t ignite jealousy in me the way people assume it should. It didn’t make my chest burn with insecurity or anger. All I felt was an overwhelming need to take her pain away. Because why not? when she cried like someone who had held herse
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Author’s POV The sound of shattering glass echoed through the living room suddenly. The flower vase hit the marble floor and exploded into fragments, water spilling everywhere, petals scattering like casualties of a quiet war. Mrs. Volkov stood frozen for a second, her chest rising and falling vi
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Aria’s POV The drive home was wrapped in silence, the silence pressed against my chest until breathing felt a bit uncomfortable. Ethan didn’t turn on the radio. He didn’t try to fill the space with words like he used to anytime I'm sad, that wouldn’t matter anyway. And I was grateful for that. I
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