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I woke up this morning feeling happier than ever because today was Luke's and my one-year anniversary. We've been dating for a year now, and I must say it has been the happiest year of my life.
Without wasting another second, I jumped out of bed, took a quick shower, and got ready for school. I couldn't stop smiling as I imagined spending the day with Luke. The delicious smell of pancakes drifted upstairs, making my stomach growl. I hurried downstairs and found my mum in the kitchen, flipping my favorite pancakes. "Good morning, Mum!" I greeted with a bright smile. "Good morning, my baby. How was your night?" Mum asked, planting a gentle kiss on my cheek. I smiled. "It was great." Mum still didn't know about Luke. He wanted us to keep our relationship a secret until the time was right. He said he wanted to finish school first before meeting my family, and I respected his decision. After all, I trusted him with all my heart. I finished my breakfast quickly and left for school. I wanted to see Luke before classes started, especially since today was our anniversary. Luke was in his final year, while I was in my third year. Usually, he would be waiting for me or at least send me a text, but this morning, there was no sign of him. I waited patiently, scanning every corner of the campus, but he never showed up. That's strange, I thought. I reached into my bag, took out my phone, and sent him a message. Me: Good morning, babe. Where are you? I've been waiting for you. A few seconds later, my phone buzzed.e Luke: I'm sorry, babe. I won't be coming to school today. There are some issues at home that I need to take care of. I frowned as I read his message. I felt bad for him and wished there was something I could do to help. Then I remembered the gifts I had bought for our anniversary. A smile spread across my face. Maybe I'll surprise him instead, I thought. After classes, I'd go to his place with the gifts. I was sure seeing me would brighten his day. Surprisingly, I didn't see my bully at school that morning either. She always made sure to pick on me before classes and even after school. Her name was Lucy. She believed I had stolen Luke from her, so she never missed a chance to insult or threaten me. Every time she saw me, she'd warn me to stay away from "her man." I never took her seriously. Luke had always told me he didn't love her and that she was just obsessed with him. I trusted him completely, so I never imagined there was any truth behind her words. As I was about to leave the school gate, I heard someone call my name. "Matilda!" I turned around and saw my best friend, Anna, walking toward me with her arms folded across her chest. "So, you've completely forgotten about me?" she asked, pretending to be angry. "You didn't even call me today." I smiled apologetically and hugged her. "I'm so sorry, Anna. Today is Luke's and my anniversary. I've been so excited that everything else slipped my mind." She sighed and shook her head. "You really love that guy, don't you?" I nodded with a smile. "I do. In fact, I'm on my way to surprise him with the gifts I bought for him." The smile on Anna's face disappeared. "You're going to his house?" "Yes. Why?" Anna looked away for a moment before meeting my eyes again. "Matilda... I don't think Luke is at home." "What do you mean?" "I saw him earlier today." My heart skipped a beat. "You saw him? Where?" Anna hesitated, as if she wasn't sure whether she should tell me. "I saw him at Royal View Hotel." I frowned. "That's impossible. He told me he was at home because of a family problem." Anna took a deep breath. "Matilda, I've been trying to warn you about Luke for a long time. He's not the man you think he is. I've seen him with different girls before, but you never believed me." I swallowed hard and forced out a nervous laugh. "No... there must be some mistake." Anna gently held my hand. "I wish there was. But if you don't believe me, let's go there together. Then you'll see the truth for yourself." Without saying another word, I tightened my grip on the gift bag, praying with all my heart that Anna was wrong. We arrived at the hotel a few minutes later. My hands trembled as Anna and I walked through the glass doors. I forced myself to stay calm and walked up to the reception desk. "Good afternoon," I said politely. "I'm here to see Luke Patrick. Could you please tell me his room number?" The receptionist checked her computer for a few seconds before looking up at me. "Room 307," she replied with a smile. I thanked her, and Anna and I headed toward the elevator in silence. As the elevator climbed higher, my heart pounded harder with every passing second. A part of me desperately hoped Anna was wrong. Maybe Luke was meeting someone for a school project or helping a friend. Maybe there was a reasonable explanation for everything. I held the gift bag tightly and whispered a silent prayer. Please... let this all be a misunderstanding. We found Luke's room and stopped in front of the door. As we got closer, my heart began to race. I couldn't explain it, but something felt terribly wrong. A strange feeling settled in the pit of my stomach, as if my heart was trying to warn me. I stood there, frozen, clutching the gift bag tightly. "Matilda," Anna called softly. "Knock." Her voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I took a deep breath and knocked three times. No response. I frowned and glanced at Anna. "Maybe he's not here after all," I said, turning to leave. Just as I took my first step away, a faint sound came from inside the room. I froze. Then I heard it again. Someone was moaning. My heart skipped a beat. My hands started trembling, and the gift bag nearly slipped from my fingers. I slowly turned to look at Anna. She lowered her eyes, unable to meet my gaze. At that moment, I knew. Whatever was waiting behind that door was about to change my life forever. Fortunately, the door wasn't locked. With trembling hands, I slowly pushed it open. The moment I looked inside, my world shattered. A tear slipped down my cheek as the gift bag fell from my hand, its contents scattering across the floor. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. I just stood there, staring in disbelief. The noise of the gifts hitting the floor caught their attention. They both turned toward the door. When I finally saw the other woman's face clearly, my heart broke all over again. It was Lucy. The same Lucy who had warned me to stay away from "her man." Luke's eyes widened in shock. "Matilda..." he whispered. He hurried toward me, panic written all over his face. "Babe, it's not what you think. Please, let me explain." I couldn't say a word. My eyes drifted to Lucy. Instead of looking guilty, she leaned back with a smug smile and smirked at me as if she had won. The tears I had been holding back finally spilled down my face. Everything Anna had tried to tell me... Everything Lucy had said... It had all been true. And I had been too blind to see it. I wiped my tears and looked Luke straight in the eyes. "So... this was the family emergency?" He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. I laughed bitterly, even though my heart was breaking. "Happy anniversary, Luke." Without waiting for his reply, I turned and walked away. Behind me, I heard him call my name over and over again. "Matilda! Please, wait!" I didn't stop. Some betrayals deserve an explanation. Others deserve a goodbye. End of Chapter One.MATILDA'S POV Sunday morning arrived quietly. I woke up later than usual, stretched beneath my blanket, and reached for my phone on the bedside table. For a moment, I stared at the screen, remembering the conversation I'd had with Ryan the night before. I shook my head and smiled to myself. He really was something else. I couldn't believe we'd spent so much time teasing each other over groceries. It wasn't as if we'd discussed anything important, yet somehow, the conversation had been enjoyable. Still, it was just a conversation. I placed my phone down and climbed out of bed. There was no point lying around all morning. Mom was still away, which meant I had to take care of things around the house myself. After making my bed, I opened the curtains and let the morning sunlight fill the room. I took a quick shower, changed into comfortable clothes, and headed downstairs. The house was quiet, but it no longer felt quite as lonely as it had when Mom first left.
CHAPTER 13 MATILDA'S POV Saturday morning was unusually peaceful. For once, I didn't have to rush anywhere or worry about an upcoming lecture. I spent most of the morning relaxing at home, watching television and scrolling through my phone. By the afternoon, I realised there was hardly anything left in the fridge. I sighed and stood up. I needed groceries. After changing into a simple top, jeans, and sneakers, I picked up my bag and checked that I had my purse before heading out. The supermarket wasn't too far from the house, so I decided to go myself. When I arrived, I picked up a basket and began moving through the aisles, checking the items I needed. Milk. Bread. Eggs. Noodles. I paused in front of a shelf, trying to decide which cereal to buy. "Are you planning to stand there all day?" I froze. I knew that voice. Slowly, I turned around. Ryan stood behind me, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a shopping basket. I stared at him in surpri
MATILDA’S POV By the time I got home, it was already five in the evening. I dropped my bag on the couch and let out a long sigh. My day had been exhausting, and all I wanted was to take a bath and sleep. I went upstairs, changed out of my clothes, and headed straight to the bathroom. The warm water felt good against my skin, washing away the tiredness of the day. After bathing, I changed into a comfortable pair of shorts and an oversized T-shirt. I barely made it to my bed before sleep took over. When I finally woke up, the room was darker, and the first thing I did was reach for my phone. I checked the time and groaned. I'd slept for hours. Then I remembered my mother. I opened our chat and sent her a message. Me: Good evening, Mom. How was your day? Her reply came a few minutes later. Mom: Good evening, my baby. My day was fine. How was yours? Have you eaten? I smiled. That was always her first concern. Me: My day was okay. I just got home and slept
CHAPTER 11 A PUBLIC SCENE MATILDA’S POV By the time our lecture ended, I was completely exhausted. My head still hurt a little from the previous night's party, and my body felt heavier than usual. I regretted drinking so much. If I had known I would feel this terrible the next day, I wouldn't have touched a single glass. Anna walked beside me as we left the lecture hall. “I'm starving,” I complained, rubbing my stomach. Anna laughed. “You and hunger. It's like you haven't eaten in days.” “Because I haven't eaten since breakfast. And that breakfast was barely enough.” “Okay, okay. Let's go to the canteen before you start fainting.” I rolled my eyes, and we headed toward the school canteen. Thankfully, it wasn't too crowded when we arrived. We bought something to eat and found an empty table near the corner. I dropped into the chair with a tired sigh. “I'm never drinking again,” I announced. Anna burst out laughing. “You said that this morning.” “And I meant
MATILDA’S POV I woke up with a terrible headache. I groaned and slowly opened my eyes, staring at the ceiling. For a few seconds, I had no idea where I was. Then everything came back—or at least, the little I could remember. The party. The music. Anna. The drinks. I frowned and sat up slowly, immediately regretting it when my head started pounding harder. “Ugh…” I pressed my fingers against my temple. What happened last night? I tried to remember. The last thing I could clearly remember was talking to a guy at the party. After that… Nothing. I looked around my room. How did I even get home? I was sure Anna had brought me back. At least, I thought she did. I reached for my phone and checked the time. My eyes widened. “It’s late.” Thankfully, my first class wasn't until the afternoon. I sighed in relief and dropped my phone back onto the bed. I needed water. Or maybe coffee. Something to help with this headache. I slowly got out
MATILDA’S POV The next morning, I woke up feeling much better. I stayed in bed for a few seconds, waiting for the familiar pain to return, but it didn't. I smiled to myself. Finally. After missing school for a day, I was ready to get back to my normal routine. I took a shower, got dressed, grabbed my bag, and headed downstairs. By the time I arrived at school, the place was already busy. I walked toward the building, adjusting my bag on my shoulder. Then I heard my name. “Matty!” I turned around. Anna was walking toward me with a huge smile on her face. “You're finally alive!” I laughed. “Very funny.” She hugged me before looking at my face. “Are you feeling better?” “Much better.” “Good. Because I have plans for you tonight.” I narrowed my eyes. “What kind of plans?” Anna's smile widened. “There’s a party tonight.” I immediately shook my head. “Anna, no.” “Yes.” “I just got back to school.” “And that's exactly why you need to co







