Losing His Mind After Losing Me

"Dad, I'm coming home to Jonkerville. I'll go out on a blind date with that student of yours," I said, utterly dejected as I called Dad while stroking the intimate photo of Mitchell and my sister I'd found in the wallet."That's good. It's been so many years, and you're finally coming home to me. But Gaby, your voice… Did someone make you cry?"Although Dad sounded happy on the phone, he could still tell that something wasn't right with me.I sniffed lightly and tried to sound as lighthearted as possible. "Of course not! I just want to go home to you as soon as possible because I miss you. I was just too overwhelmed with my emotions."I'm sure that your student must be brilliant. I'm wondering what he looks like already. Dad, don't let me down, okay?"Dad chuckled, his voice warm with pride as he replied, "Of course, I'll never let you down. You can trust me to choose only the best for my precious little Gaby."I'll share all of his information with you later. I've already done s

It was almost the release date for Mitchell's title track for his new album, and he was plenty busy with Isabella over the next few days. He would leave early in the morning and return home late at night, saying he was still perfecting the melody and lyrics with her. Eventually, he stopped coming home altogether.Meanwhile, Isabella kept posting stories on her Instagram every day. There were videos of her strolling on the beach with someone, their fingers intertwined as they held hands, her happily laughing and flying kites with someone, and watching the fireworks at night with someone next to her.I knew that she was doing this on purpose just to show off to me, to rub it in my face, but I didn't care about Mitchell anymore.Before leaving Havenridge, I sold my most prized possession, my original song and lyrics, to an up-and-coming singer, Altair White.Everything went smoothly. After we signed the contract, he insisted on treating me to dinner to express his gratitude.We had

Back at Havenridge, Isabella was close to pulling her hair out."Why isn't he calling me back?"Why isn't he picking up my calls anymore?"He blocked me! How could he block me? I am his daughter!"Isabella was so mad that she hurled her phone to the ground. She then spoke to Mitchell in a demanding tone, "Is Gabriella happy now that she totally destroyed me? She's so evil! She'd always been taking everything that belonged to me ever since we were young!""I'll go back and have a look," Mitchell said, turning to leave without looking back.Isabella was so mad that she stomped her feet in rage.Mitchell gripped the steering wheel tightly as he floored the gas, speeding home. He felt greatly uneasy.When he arrived home, however, the cold stillness made him take a step back.He kept calling out my name as he rushed into every room and dug through every drawer he could find, but he couldn't find a single trace of me. It was as if I'd never existed in his life."Gabriella Clarkson

Since Dad seemed to like Cyrus a lot, I decided to try my best and get along with him.I thought that my life would continue peacefully like this. However, an uninvited guest suddenly showed up at my doorstep.It was none other than Mitchell Zahn."Gaby, why did you go back to Jonkerville by yourself? I told you I'd come home with you last time."Mitchell appeared at my door with a gift basket in hand. He was smiling widely as he greeted Dad with much gusto.I had only opened the door because I thought it was Cyrus. I had promised to go out on a date with him today.I gestured toward Dad, inadvertently telling Dad to take care of him.Dad didn't look happy to see him. "You showing up out of the blue like this? There's got to be an ulterior motive. Gaby and I were just about to leave, so it's best if you don't stay."Mitchell didn't listen to Dad, however. He pressed on, "Mr. Clarkson, I'm visiting you today because there's something important I want to tell you."Gaby and I ha

After being together for some time, I realized that Cyrus liked acting weak and helpless around me so that I'd feel sorry for him.In actual fact, he was like a wolf in sheep's clothing. He could be sly and cunning if he wanted to."I've lived together with Mitchell for seven years. We—"Cyrus immediately came closer and pressed his lips against mine, effectively shutting me up.A long while later, I pushed him off, panting heavily. If we hadn't stopped when we did, I was sure that he would have claimed me then and there in the living room."Gaby, it was only for seven years. I can also live together with you for seven years and more! As your lawfully wedded husband!" Cyrus said, making me feel less insecure about myself.…The news that day was full of articles about Mitchell and Isabella. Meanwhile, not a single photo of Dad, Cyrus, or myself was published.Cyrus never backed away from danger. He kept me very well-protected.On the other hand, Mitchell was completely ruined.