"Yes, I have seen everything." Sebastian said, and I bit my inner cheek. "That means you know who I am and my... my relationship with B-Bruno?" I whispered, averting my gaze. "Yes,' he replied, and my heart dropped. I don't know what I was expecting. If he had seen that we were trending, then he obviously saw the truth of who I was. "And now everyone thinks that we're dating. Gosh, I never imagined things could become this bad." I moaned and buried my face in my hand. "I'm sorry for dragging you into this mess, Sebastian. I swear I didn't mean for everything to escalate so quickly. Is there anything you can do to remove yourself? You can release a statement or something to announce that you made a mistake and I'm not actually your girlfriend. I'm sure it will control a bit of the damage done. And Tiffany and I could leave. It will make things worse if—" "No, you're not going anywhere." He reprimanded me, and I lifted my head. "Of course I do. As soon as possible." I said it
•••Who is Agatha Jacobs? The shocking truth behind Sebastian Warner's secret girlfriend••• “No." I whispered, staring at the first new headline I saw. 'I'm dreaming. I never woke up, and so I'm having this horrible dream.' I bit down hard on my inner cheek, and hot, searing pain filled my nerves. It wasn't a dream. It was... real. "T-this can't be happening! This... this c-can't be happening." I drew my legs to my chest and clicked on a random video. It was the live stream that Bruno's girlfriend had recorded. My breath hitched as I watched the drama from the previous night unfold. Dorothy was right. She had captured everything from the moment she approached me. My chest grew tight as I watched Ajax, Bruno and her humiliate me, and I stood in the middle trembling and close to breaking down. I didn't want to relive that moment again, even though it was through a recording. But my eyes couldn't leave the video. I took in all that happened. Sebastian swept in like a kni
'I think I can now completely agree that I was wrong about Sebastian...' I mused, glancing at Sebastian from the corner of my eyes.We were curled up on the couch, seeing a cheesy romcom movie with enough snacks to last us throughout the night. Tiffany was in bed fast asleep, just as she was when we had arrived home.Everything was perfect for binge-watching Netflix till dawn, just as we intended, but I couldn't focus on the movie.He kept running through my mind, and my eyes always somehow made their way to him.I always thought Sebastian was strange, and what happened cemented that thought. Apart from the way he comforted me after my confrontation with... them... it was in the way he handled things when we got home.Before I could blink, he had ordered dinner and paid Melissa to arrive really early the next day to babysit Tiffany so I could sleep in without having to worry about taking care of her. He had also cancelled all his plans for the next day so we can binge-watch silly movi
The pain, the fear, the anxiety, the disgust, and all the multitude of emotions I felt but couldn't dare say poured out as tears. Sebastian held me in his arms without a word, stroking my hair and letting me empty myself. I hated Bruno. I hated my family. I hated all of them for making me pass through all that I passed through. And... I hated myself. If I wasn't stupid, I wouldn't have married the monster in the first place. If I wasn't greedy, I wouldn't have gone to the party and met him. I was the cause of my own problem. And now I was crying like it would change anything. I wasn't sure how long I cried, but I cried. But throughout, Sebastian held me just as close as he held me from the beginning. His hold didn't loosen, nor did his fingers running through my hair slow down. And that made me cry even more. Why was he being so nice to me? I had done nothing to deserve his help, yet he was comforting me like I meant the world to him. My sobs dwindled into gentle sniffles,
'I should say something,' I thought, pressing my lips together, and I balled my fist on my lap. 'But what should I say? I had ruined his entire night with my nervous breakdown. Should I apologise to him first, or should I thank him for saving me? But what if he asks for an explanation for what happened? It's not what if; it's when. He will ask for an explanation. It's the most logical thing to do. But when he does, can I... can I tell him anything?' I let out a shaky breath and bit my inner cheek. 'With all that has happened, he... he deserves to know. It wouldn't be fair to hide it from him. I'll have to talk, but... but I don't want to...' My eyes remained glued to my lap and I shifted in my spot. Sebastian stared at me from the corner of his eyes, and his body was tensed, as if he was fighting the urge to close the small yet large gap I had made between us. He wanted to hold and comfort me, but he was a gentleman, respecting my space. It was like I was punishing both of u
"S-sebastian?" I choked, gawking at him and clenching his jacket. What was he doing?!"Play along," Sebastian whispered in my ear and gave me a soft kiss on my cheek. My face took on a soft shade of pink, and I pressed my lips together."Girlfriend?" Ajax gaped, his jaw hanging open for some few minutes before his lips stretched to a huge grin, and my stomach dropped. I knew that smile anywhere. He was sure he had struck gold."That's wonderful," he beamed and stretched out his hand to Sebastian. "I should properly reintroduce myself then; I'm Ajax Jacobs, the elder brother of your lovely girlfriend."'Oh, so now I'm lovely because I'm dating a member of the Warners family.' I cringed and narrowed my eyes at him. 'Bruno was right; some things never change.'Sebastian crinkled his nose as he glowered at the hand. Ajax's smile faltered, but he jutted his hand forward, urging Sebastian to take it. The disgust didn't flinch, nor did he attempt to accept the gesture. Ajax balled his fist,