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Author: Albetros
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After savoring the last cold bite of her ice cream, Petal rose slowly from her seat, the chill still tingling on her tongue. The sweetness lingered, though her mind was far from the innocent joy of dessert. She carried the empty bowls to the kitchen, the mundane task a brief respite from the turmoil swirling inside her. Water splashed dully in the sink as she washed each bowl methodically, her hands moving almost mechanically. The clinking of the dishes broke the heavy silence, b
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  • Sebastian's Obsession   112

    Author’s POVThe house still carried the warmth of lunch.Sunlight streamed generously through the tall dining room windows, turning the polished wooden floors honey-gold. The faint aroma of garlic bread, spices, and melted cheese lingered in the air, blending with the sweetness of strawberry cheesecake that still sat half-finished on the table. Plates had been cleared, but glasses of juice and water remained, catching light like fragments of glass.It was early afternoon in Brooklyn — the kind of hour when the world felt open and unhurried. Outside, children’s laughter drifted faintly from the street. A dog barked somewhere down the block. The sky was bright and unapologetically blue.Inside, however, the air had shifted.Sebastian D’Angelo sat composed in his chair, one leg crossed over the other, his posture relaxed but never careless. The sunlight hit the sharp lines of his face, highlighting the control in his expression. He had barely touched his phone during lunch. Barely. But

  • Sebastian's Obsession   111

    The golden afternoon light of New York City stretched across the streets like a soft veil as Sebastian D’Angelo’s black Aston Martin rolled out of Manhattan and toward Brooklyn. The city was alive, as it always was—horns blaring in distant impatience, subway grates breathing out warm air, skyscrapers glittering like polished mirrors under the sun. Yet inside the car, there was a stillness that felt heavier than the traffic outside. Petal noticed it first. The engine wasn’t humming. The car wasn’t moving. She had been staring absentmindedly at the skyline—the Empire State Building standing proud in the distance, glass towers reflecting the Hudson River—when realization dawned on her. Her brows furrowed slightly. She turned her head toward Sebastian. He wasn’t looking at the road. He was looking at her. And in his extended hand was a rectangular navy blue velvet box. The contrast between his strong fingers and the delicate velvet caught her attention immediately. The fabric look

  • Sebastian's Obsession   110

    author's POVPetal stood near the steps of the stage, her fingers lightly clutching the edge of her gown as she waited for Sammy’s name to be called. The auditorium buzzed with excitement—camera flashes, murmured conversations, proud parents whispering blessings under their breath. The scent of fresh flowers and polished wood lingered in the air. Everything felt unreal, like a dream she was walking through slowly.Her own medal rested against her chest, cool and solid, reminding her that this moment was real.When the announcer finally called, “Samaira Smith,” Petal’s heart leapt.Sammy walked up confidently, though Petal could see the slight tremble in her steps. The principal smiled warmly as he handed Sammy her degree and placed the medal around her neck. Applause filled the hall again, loud and proud.Petal clapped with all her strength, tears gathering in her eyes. They had studied together. Stressed together. Cried before exams together. And now—They had made it.When Sammy cam

  • Sebastian's Obsession   109

    Author’s POVThe auditorium glowed beneath layers of white and gold.Soft chandeliers shimmered overhead, their light reflecting off polished marble floors. Marigold garlands framed the entrance, delicate fairy lights woven between them like quiet stars. The university emblem stood tall at the center of the stage, dignified and proud. Rows of neatly arranged chairs filled the hall—students in black graduation gowns seated together, parents positioned a few rows ahead, faculty aligned along the sides.The air carried excitement.And expectation.Petal Viotto sat beside Sammy, fingers lightly intertwined in her lap. Her black hair fell smoothly down her back beneath the graduation cap, a few loose strands brushing against her cheek. Her blue eyes, usually calm, were restless today.She wasn’t afraid of the stage.She had spoken before.She wasn’t afraid of applause.She had earned it.But something inside her felt unsettled.Maybe it was the weight of achievement.Maybe it was the aware

  • Sebastian's Obsession   108

    Author’s POVThe silence of the penthouse was the kind that pressed against the ears—expensive, immaculate, and lonely. Floor‑to‑ceiling glass walls reflected the city’s early morning glow, the skyline stretching endlessly like a kingdom he ruled from a distance. After the arguments with his parents, he had chosen this place over the family mansion. Not because it was more comfortable, but because distance felt safer.Sebastian had not visited his parents since that night. Voices had been raised, words had cut deeper than knives, and expectations had been thrown at him like chains. Yet, despite everything, he had not severed ties completely. Rebecca still called him—sometimes early in the morning, sometimes late at night. As a son, he refused to punish her for mistakes that were not entirely hers. He answered her calls, listened quietly, responded politely, never raising his voice. He would not become what they had been to him.Life in the penthouse ran on precision. The maid arrived

  • Sebastian's Obsession   107

    Author’s POVDays slipped into weeks, and the calendar pages turned quietly as Petal sat for her final graduation examinations. The exam hall, with its long wooden desks and murmuring silence, became her world for those few hours each day. Her pen moved steadily across the paper, answering questions she had prepared for with sleepless nights and silent prayers. To everyone watching her from the outside, she looked calm, focused, and composed. But inside, Petal was balancing an entire universe of fear, hope, and carefully hidden plans.Sebastian did not miss a single day.No matter how busy his schedule was, no matter how many enemies he was crushing or how many meetings stretched late into the night, Petal always found a message from him waiting for her. A good morning before she left for college. A did you eat? in between exams. A call me when you reach home that she never dared to ignore. His voice, deep and commanding, wrapped around her like invisible chains—chains that were somet

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