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Chapter Forty-Four
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Rich Love Chapter Forty-Eight
Carolyn's POVThe hospital room was too quiet.Too still.The kind of silence that didn’t soothe but gnawed at your nerves like invisible teeth. Even the soft beep of the heart monitor next to me felt too loud, too alive, in a room where I felt anything but.I stared at the ceiling, a pale tile that looked like every other one in the grid above me. Sterile. Impersonal. Just like the way people at Covent High used to look at me—like I was background noise. Unimportant.But things weren’t simple anymore.Because J.J. had changed everything.I rolled onto my side slowly, hissing as pain shot up my arm. My head hurts. My ribs ached. My temples throbbed. But it was nothing compared to the confusion that coiled in my chest, squeezing until I could barely breathe.George had told me J.J. punched him.Over me.I blinked hard, trying to make sense of it. The same J.J. who used to order me to carry his books and get his lunch for him? . The same J.J. Who wanted me to be an obedient pet. The boy
Rich Love Chapter Forty-Seven
J.J'S POVThe drive home was a blur—just trees, traffic lights, and the white noise of my own thoughts howling louder than the engine. My ribs ached where George had landed that punch, and my knuckles were raw, scabbed from cracking against his jaw. Every throb reminded me of him. Of Carolyn. Of the humiliation I’d buried for too long.I pulled into the circular driveway of our estate, the iron gates closing behind me like the drawbridge of a castle I didn’t feel safe in anymore. The house loomed in the dusk, its pristine windows catching the last streaks of sunlight. Home.Except I felt like a stranger in it lately.Why the hell were they always home now? They normally are too engrossed in themselves and work to want to come back home, but these days I always seem to meet them at home. I slammed the car door, slung my bag over my shoulder, and walked up the steps. The double doors opened silently, and I stepped into the cool, expensive air of the foyer. It smelled like lemon polish
Rich Love Chapter Forty-Six
J.J'S POVThe hallway felt colder now.Each step I took echoed, bouncing off the sterile hospital walls like a cruel reminder of the emptiness blooming inside me. Her words looped in my head like a cursed song I couldn’t escape. “I don't care about your love for me... so please, just leave.”I left. I did. But every step away from her room felt like peeling my skin off, one slow, painful inch at a time. I was not surprised she hated me, I did cause her alot of pain and troubles, if it were me also I would hate me. But I was hanging on to that one last screwd of hope, one last flicker of light that she would forgive me or her heart would melt if she heard me telling her that I loved her. I shoved open the glass doors to the hospital entrance, the late afternoon sun hitting me in the face, but it offered no warmth. Nothing did. Not now.I reached into my pocket and pulled out my car keys, clenching them tight in my fist, wishing they were something—someone—I could punch instead. I shou
Rich Love Chapter Forty-five
J.J's POVShe looked at me like I was a stranger.She looked me straight in the eyes this time, it was as of she was letting know that she was no longer afraid of me or the errand girl I once made her be and then repeated the words she had said earlier. "I’m tired, J.J." She said with a lace of determination in her voice "I don't have think for the love you have for me, to be totally honest I really don't care about your love for me so please... just leave."Those words carved into me deeper than any punch I’d ever taken, deeper than any wound I'd ever had stitched. The way her voice trembled but held firm—like she’d already made up her mind—made my chest tighten until I couldn’t breathe properly. I stared at her, trying to find even a flicker of doubt in her eyes. Something. Anything. But all I saw was distance. A finality that hit harder than anything I’d prepared for.“I stayed,” I said, my voice breaking before I could stop it. “All night, I didn’t even sleep. I—”A knock cut th
Rich Love Chapter Forty-Four
Carolyn’s POVThe last thing I remember clearly was the blazing red anger in Emma’s eyes… and then the cruel shove.Pain.It came suddenly, blinding, sharp — as my head cracked against the edge of the concrete pavement. The screams around me became distant echoes, hollow and warped, like I was underwater. I felt warmth trailing down my face. Blood. My blood. My breath hitched.Then — darkness.But before it fully claimed me, I saw a blur.No — I felt him.“Carolyn!”His voice pierced through the black veil descending over my mind. J.J. He was running. His footsteps pounded on the ground, fast and desperate. There was something in his voice I hadn’t heard in so long — fear.His arms were around me. I felt the weight of him as he dropped to his knees and scooped me into his lap. His hands trembled as they cradled my face.“Carolyn — baby, hey! Stay with me! Look at me — look at me, please,” he pleaded.I blinked slowly. Everything was hazy. Even his face — the one I once knew so well —
Rich Love Chapter Forty-Three
The warm fairy lights twinkled above the party like stars stitched into a velvet sky. Laughter echoed across the lawn, mingling with the clink of cutlery and soft music. I tried to stay grounded, to keep my smile wide and convincing, but inside me, a storm brewed. Every time someone hugged me or wished me well, I felt their eyes scanning me, trying to decode something I wasn’t even sure I understood myself.George was beside me, his presence warm and steady, his hand brushing mine now and then like an anchor. Aunty Pat had gone up to the mic again, wearing a bright orange kaftan with gold embroidery. She clapped her hands to get everyone's attention.“Everyone! Everyone, please!” she called out with that cheerful command only she could pull off. “Let’s all go to the garage! Carolyn’s birthday gift is waiting there!”The students cheered. I was puzzled. I hadn’t expected anything extravagant, maybe a bracelet or a new laptop. But the way she said it made my heart hammer against my ribs
Rich Love Chapter Forty-Two
I ran to my room but the two boys followed me in"I want to be left alone" I said"No I am not leaving" J.J replied "And I took" George added"if he doesn't leave I don't know if I can control myself from punching him" J.J snapped out of frustration. George did not moved and seemed unfazed by J.J's threats. Not wanting a septatcule on my birthday day I said to George "I will meet you downstairs, I and J.J have unfinished business"." I won't leave you alone with him" George protested"it's Okay" I replied "He can't do anything harmful to me"After what seems like a long thought, George decided to leave. The room felt too small, too heavy with silence after George left. Carolyn stood frozen, eyes still on the now-closed door, her heart pounding painfully against her ribcage. The kiss had been sudden, unexpected—confusing. Her lips still tingled, her body still reacting, but her mind was a swirling mess of shame, anger, guilt… and something else she wasn’t ready to name.J.J remaine
Rich Love Chapter Forty-One
The week had been a blur.I spent the remaining days of the week ducking behind lockers, timing my exits from class, avoiding corridors I knew J.J. lingered in. If I saw his silhouette, I turned the other way. If I heard his voice — low and dangerous like a storm cloud about to burst — I held my breath and prayed I was invisible.George became my shadow. A quiet, patient presence I didn’t deserve but couldn’t live without.He didn’t push, didn’t ask too many questions. He just... showed up. Sat with me at lunch. Walked beside me between classes. Took up the seat behind me in every class he could rearrange his schedule for. It should’ve felt claustrophobic. But instead, it felt like a net beneath me. Like something solid holding me up while my world cracked open at the seams.Then came the party.Aunty Pat insisted. She said I needed a proper celebration, a distraction, a reason to smile. I’d argued, but there was no stopping her. She’d invited nearly the entire senior class and decora
Rich Love Chapter Fourty
J.J.’s POVThe whole afternoon, I couldn't get the image out of my head.George.Carolyn.In his arms.Her face buried against his chest. Her arms clinging to him like he was her damn savior.It made my blood boil.She was supposed to look at me that way.She was supposed to need me.Not him.Never him.I stormed through the school courtyard after the final bell, my fists clenching and unclenching at my sides. I spotted George standing near the bike racks, Julius beside him, saying something I didn’t hear.It didn’t matter.All I saw was red.I stalked toward them, my shoes crunching against the gravel. They both looked up as I approached.George’s jaw tensed immediately, like he knew exactly why I was there.Good."You got a lot of nerve," I spat, coming to a stop a few feet away.Julius stepped between us, raising a hand."J.J., come on, man. Chill. It’s over, alright?"I ignored him.My eyes locked on George’s."I told you to stay out of it," I growled. "You knew what you were sup
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