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Third Person's Point of ViewGerald stared at Mirabelle, puzzled by what she just said.“Really?”“Yes. That’s what Liliana told me. You saw how unwell she was earlier, didn’t you? You’re her best friend, but do you really know her at all?”Gerald paused to think. He did notice Liliana seemed off earlier—uneasy, distracted. Now it made sense why she excused herself to the restroom.“I did see she wasn’t comfortable. I didn’t even bother to ask what was wrong. So that’s why she went to the toilet. I should’ve noticed sooner.”“She asked me to tell you not to worry about her anymore. She just wants you to enjoy the night.”“That’s just like her.” Gerald sighed. “I’ll call her later. Thanks for letting me know, Sir Bart.”Bart gave him a short nod. As Gerald walked away, Bart turned to Mirabelle and shot her a warning glare. He didn’t trust her at all—never did. And now she had almost ruined everything.He walked off, just in time to see Jack arrive.“Jack, what took you so long?”“I too
3rd Person’s Point of ViewFive years ago…A loud slap echoed in the small room as Mirabelle’s father struck her across the face. The force of it knocked her to the floor, her hand instinctively flying to her cheek.Her father was once a proud man, but now—drunk, jobless, and consumed by gambling—he had become a shell of who he used to be. No longer providing for the family, he had instead turned his rage toward them.“You’re worthless!” he shouted, his voice slurred and filled with venom. “If only you were born a boy, maybe you’d have a purpose! Why were you even born a girl?!”He kicked her, shoving her into the corner of the room like trash.“This house is garbage! You’re all garbage! Worthless wife, worthless daughter!”Mirabelle sat in silence, crying in pain and fear. Meanwhile, her mother was being beaten again—helpless, sobbing, taking every blow with no resistance.When her father was finally done, he staggered out of the house.Her mother stood on trembling legs, ran after h
Liliana’s Point of ViewMy eyes were fixed on the ring in front of me.“Babe?”I saw the worry written all over his face. I looked at him and smiled, soft and composed.“I will.”Cheers erupted around the room. Applause followed, echoing through the entire floor. Everyone seemed happy—everyone, except me.Gerald smiled and immediately slid the ring onto my finger, then pulled me into a tight hug.“Thank you, Babe.”“Okay, let’s party!”I smiled faintly, playing along. The celebration kicked off, people started dancing and laughing, but deep inside, I felt sick.I buried the discomfort inside me. I had to keep my emotions in check.Bart approached me shortly after, concern evident in his eyes.“What does this mean?”I turned to him slowly, forcing another smile.“I knew we’d end up in this position.”“This is going to ruin your reputation if people find out you’re married and engaged at the same time,” he whispered, voice low under the loud music.We had moved to a more secluded part o
Liliana’s Point of ViewWe arrived at a bar that, if I remembered correctly, belonged to one of Gerald’s friends.Something didn’t feel right. A strange uneasiness sat in my chest. Without realizing it, I gripped Gerald’s arm tightly. He glanced down at me, his brows slightly raised.“You okay?”I looked up at him and gave him a soft smile, slowly nodding my head.“You look nervous.”I froze at his words. Was it that obvious?“You know I don’t really like drinking… What if someone tries to make me?”“It’s just for tonight. One time.”Oh no. He is planning to make me drink. I swallowed hard.“Let’s go inside.”We stepped in, climbing up to the second floor. Apparently, the whole floor was reserved for us. The place was beautifully arranged, almost like a celebration was about to happen.Don’t tell me…“Wow, this feels like a party,” Bart commented. “Looks like someone went all out.”I scanned the room, looking for Jack. He had filed a leave today, so maybe—just maybe—he was here. My he
Liliana’s Point of ViewThe day’s tasks were finally over. I stretched my arms and exhaled as I leaned back in my seat, glancing at my phone just as a message popped up from Gerald.He was asking me out on a date—tonight.I peeked toward the front, where he was already smiling at me. I bit my lip and leaned into the seat, making sure he caught that look on my face.And he did.I saw his Adam’s apple bob as he gulped—yup, he was falling for it. I warned myself earlier that I’d be channeling my inner Mirabelle today, and well… he better be ready for the flirtation I had in store.He gave me a hand signal from across the room, asking if our date was a go. I grinned and quickly typed my reply:"Okay, babe."Sent.I looked up just in time to see his grin stretch wider.I pulled out my bag and started touching up my lipstick, feeling a presence beside me. When I looked up, there was Mirabelle, sliding into the seat next to mine.“Beshy…” she started.I glanced at her briefly. “Hmm? Do you n
Liliana’s Point of ViewWe were finally back at work. I stared out the window as we neared the company building. My thoughts were all over the place.I glanced at Asher, who was still on a call. He looked busy, eyes fixed on the tablet in his hand. I didn’t want to disturb him—he was clearly swamped with work.Just like me.We passed the usual spot where I would usually be dropped off, but the car didn’t stop. I looked at him, then back at the road, but didn’t say anything. He was still on the phone, after all. I didn’t want to interrupt.I slowly leaned forward, planning to talk to the driver, but Asher’s hand gently caught mine and guided me back to my seat.What the—?I wanted to say something, but he was still on the call! Was he planning to drop me off at the parking lot? I mean, I knew it was safe, but come on, there were still people coming in and out down there. What if someone saw us?I sighed silently, already imagining the looks we’d get if we exited the car together.“No o