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Chapter 17
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It Started With A Lie, And Ended With Us. Chapter 48
Our days in the South were nothing short of magical—warm sunsets melting into the horizon, laughter carried on the wind, and moments so perfect I wished they would never end. But life never gives you everything you order. Responsibilities have a way of knocking, and when they do, you can’t pretend not to hear. Work came calling, and neither of us had a choice but to answer.We arrived back past ten in the evening. My body was heavy with travel fatigue, but Justin’s presence had a way of softening the weariness. He tucked me into bed early, insisting I rest, though I argued that I would follow him to the office the next morning.Morning came faster than I expected, as if time itself was eager to rob me of the peace I had found in him. The first rays of sunlight slipped through the curtains, and before I could cling to sleep, the day demanded my attention.I dressed quickly, determined not to waste a second. By the time I stepped out, Justin was already busy in the kitchen. The aroma hi
It Started With A Lie, And Ended With Us. Chapter 47
We walked through the dark corridors with Justin leading the way, his figure nothing more than a shadow against the endless black. My footsteps echoed faintly as I trailed after him, each step pulling me deeper into the unknown. I didn’t know what he was up to, what secret destination he had in mind, but here I was — following him anyway, like some lovestruck fool caught between his claws, unable to escape even if I wanted to.The silence pressed on my chest, and finally, I broke it. “Are we not there yet?” My voice sounded smaller than I intended, almost swallowed by the darkness.I could barely see anything, the thick shadows wrapping around me, gnawing at my nerves. A part of me hated to admit it, but the darkness scared me.“Why? Are you afraid?” he teased. I couldn’t see his face, but his tone was enough. That familiar edge in his voice told me everything I needed to know — he was enjoying this.“What? No…” I said quickly, trying to sound firm. My denial was shaky at best.That w
It Started With A Lie, And Ended With Us. Chapter 46
Justin told me I had spent almost two weeks in the hospital after that incident at the pool. Two weeks—just gone. The world outside hadn’t stopped spinning for me. By now, I was sure everyone else had slipped back into their steady rhythm of work, obligations, and ordinary responsibilities, weaving their lives back together like threads in a fabric I’d been torn away from.The doctor only agreed to discharge me after he was certain I could walk out without collapsing again. Even then, his warning carried a weight that lodged itself in my chest. Be careful this time. His voice was firm, and his words cut deeper than I wanted to admit. He said I was alive by sheer luck, that the shock my brain endured after the fall could have easily left me in a state far worse than just unconsciousness. The thought made me shiver.We were still in the Southern region of the country, and Justin made no move to take us back. He wasn’t in any rush. His silence about it carried a meaning of its own—he had
It Started With A Lie, And Ended With Us. Chapter 45
Hours slipped past like a single blurred heartbeat. I lay on the bed exactly as Justin had ordered, the sheets cool against my skin, and watched the ceiling until my eyes went tired. He left to see the doctor, the door closing behind him with a soft click that felt far away, like the rest of the world had been pushed out of reach.When the door finally creaked open, it was as if time remembered how to move again. His tall silhouette filled the doorway, and he stepped inside without a word. He didn’t look around the room or at the pale window — his gaze locked on me, sharp and relentless, as if nothing else existed.Those eyes. They cut through me like knives wrapped in ice. For a moment I thought I could read every thought inside him. They were full of anger, but there was something else tangled inside it — a depth that made my stomach twist and left my limbs trembling.Then he moved. Before I could find my voice or plan a plea, his hands were at my throat, cold and implacable. Pressu
It Started With A Lie, And Ended With Us. Chapter 44
The day's activity was up, and everyone was happily getting ready, laughter bouncing across the poolside, the clatter of flip-flops on tiles, and the low hum of conversations blending with the faint scent of chlorine. I lingered in the hallway, hesitant. Swimming had never been something I fancied, but because Justin was partaking, a small stubborn part of me wanted to join in too.Even after what had happened between us in that room, he still ignored me. That sting was sharper than any bruise I carried. I hated it—hated how quickly the warmth we’d shared could dissolve into this cold nothingness, where we existed as strangers who had once been more than just friends, more than just a fleeting connection that left its mark on my skin and my heart.Standing before the mirror, I traced the bruises around my neck. One, a tiny but deep cut near my collarbone, bore the remnants of his nails, digging in with a force that seemed both violent and intimate. It hurt—not as much as I expected, j
It Started With A Lie, And Ended With Us. Chapter 43
I went ahead and poured myself some coffee, the hot liquid steaming up and warming the air as it splashed into the cup. My left hand was already occupied with a plate of toast, its golden crust slightly burnt at the edges, the smell of it mixing with the sharp aroma of roasted beans.Everyone was already seated, clustered in pairs, talking in low tones as they ate. There was laughter here and there, little whispers exchanged, the clink of cutlery filling the silence between them. As much as the room felt alive, the air thick with chatter, I knew I wasn’t welcome. Or rather—my presence wasn’t welcomed. Their eyes slid past me deliberately, pretending I didn’t exist, but I felt their judgment like knives on my back.Then my gaze found the manager. He sat alone at the far end, eating without hurry, shoulders slightly slouched but eyes calm. He wasn’t one for empty stares or cruel whispers. I could deal with his words of advice—sometimes sharp, sometimes softer—but they were far better th
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