Alexandra’s POVSometimes, my actions, thoughts, and feelings differ and contradict each other.I would want to commit to my feelings and thoughts of fear, wanting to accept affection, and my insecurities, but I remain and act courageously even when I’m stifled with fear. The mortifying ordeal of wanting to be loved and being seen as vulnerable drives me to reject affection, and I act confident even when the bits of imperfection I see in the mirror chip away at it.But maybe courage isn’t actually the absence of fear but acting regardless of it, and maybe confidence isn’t the absence of insecurity but knowing you have real worth despite it.Just. Maybe.~I felt my head banging as I tried to open my eyes. The bright light above me burned at my eyes the moment I opened them, preventing me from keeping them open. I closed my eyes and groaned.My body felt heavy as I struggled to move my arm up to my face. I covered my eyes with my arm. An aching feeling resonated through my back. I tens
Adrian’s POVI watched as Alexandra froze.The feeling in her eyes The emotions. They shifted, and suddenly I saw hostility.Here it comes. The misunderstanding. This always happened whenever Penelope got involved with us. We would enter a strange stalemate. I would not let that happen anymore; I now knew what was wrong, and I would not let that old hag have her way. She already got her silly revenge when Old Man Bennett was killed; she had no right to go after the whole family now. Well, she had no right to go after Alexandra like this; her parents, I cannot be too sure. Maybe.“You knew all along, didn’t you?” Alexandra started, her hand tightly gripping the sheets. She looked a bit panicked. Betrayed, I could only assume. “You are also working with her, right? To destroy and claim Liss?” She gritted her teeth. I realized if I let this go on any further, Alexandra would blow up and I would not be given the chance to explain myself. Although I was hurt that she would jump to conclusi
Alexandra’s POVEver wondered what it felt like to be forcibly stripped naked and bare? To have someone destroy all the walls you had spent years building? The unavoidable feeling of being seen?Well. I have.Knowing that Adrian was now aware of my past A part of my past I didn’t want anyone to know about. Why? Why did I not want anyone to find out about it? Because I believed they would use that information against me. Why? Why would it be a problem if I constantly claimed that I did nothing wrong?It was because I did, but I always tried to avoid it. Forget it. I did not believe or want it to be my fault. The fact that I had left behind Lucian A room filled with predators, and I abandoned him there. I could have done something, anything, even if it meant revealing my identity. But I didn’t.I was a coward. One that sacrificed someone else just to save herself. A coward who could not defend herself.And the guilt had lived with me for years. Taking deep roots inside of me—so deep, I
Adrian POV“I’m cutting ties with my family.”When I heard Alexandra say these words, I felt a strange level of satisfaction. Her family was one of the major reasons that our relationship wasn’t so good. Their manipulative words created a rift between Alexandra and me.If Alexandra hadn’t mentioned it, I just might have. Not explicitly. I knew Alexandra well enough to know that she wouldn’t listen to me if I told her to cut ties with her family.I was changing. Or, at least, my feelings were. I had a strong urge to monopolize her. The deep thought of possession: A possessive husband seeks control. I wanted to manipulate her into doing the things I wanted. I didn’t want to take her feelings into consideration because if I tried to, she could very well lie about them. Maybe because I felt insecure. Our relationship seemed to be built on lies and manipulation. A very rocky foundation. One that could collapse after the building was done, and the outcome would be too devastating.I think t
Narrators POV.In high-class society, there were only two types of people.The ones with their Superiority complex And the others with their Inferiority complex These two sets of people mingled in the high-class world.a world that ordinary individuals strive to join and be among. One that they wished and longed to be born in. Ordinary people believed that that world was forever peaceful and desirable. And it would remain so.Which is why Netizens were always interested in any kind of Drama coming from this society. Drama in this society cracked the image of a peaceful place for Netizens and made them feel like their lives were still better. In high-class society, gossip was never normal. It was always mixed up with strange variables.A golden society that was actually filled with people with different complexes. People from different Complexes and social tiers always clashed. The self-proclaimed superiors versus the stubborn inferiors Wealth was what determined these factors.The Sin
Alexandra’s POVI had always thought that Katrina had some sort of superpower, but now I was 100% sure that she had powers.Why such a thought? Because of how fast she ran through the door, past Adrian, and landed on my bed, I would believe her if she told me she was a descendant of the Flash.Look! Even Adrian had a shocked expression.Oh, my baby, you finally decided to wake up, huh? And you didn’t call me? How is your body? Heavy? I’ll massage it for you, okay? I shall treat you better from now on, okay? So do not ever scare me like that again. Do you know how long I waited for you? I cried beside your bed for a long time, and I even considered kissing you to wake you up. I thought of hitting you as well, but your husband would not let me. Where did you go when you were not awake? Neverland? Interesting fact about that: Once, Katrina went on like a broken tap. She clutched onto my body and squeezed my cheeks repeatedly, her hands wandering from one part to another. She seemed a bit
Narrator P.O.VAlexandra’s heart fluttered when she heard Adrian say “home”. She never really had a place she could call home.A definition for home. Home was a place you could go to take the burdens off your shoulders. A place for comfort and healing. There was no other place like it. Her parents house couldn't exactly be considered a home.For most of her life, her parents were rarely there, and even when they were, they didn’t give her much of their attention. The warmth from them was only temporary.She found lasting warmth in other people. She found the feeling of comfort that one would get from home in others.She found it momentarily in Lucian.Sparsely in Irene.Constantly with her Grandpa.Always with Katrina.Katrina was an enigma. It took a while for Alexandra to understand that she couldn’t use her feelings to hold Katrina back. Katrina needed space to spread her wings. She was a free-spirited girl. She was either everywhere at the same time or nowhere at all. Locked up in
Alexandra’s POVMy back hurts. Like a bitch. A dirty, bad one.OuchI flinched once more when my back roughly brushed against the seat’s backrest.It itched as well.Adrian and I had left the Hospital 30 minutes ago, and within that time, my painkillers had worn off. I didn’t mention it to Adrian. My medicine was in a different car with the personal nurse Adrian hired. I did not want to bother him, so I tried to hold it in.I underestimated how painful it would be.Especially when my back made contact with the seat rest. I tried to scoot away from it and lean forward, but it would be too weird if I did that. Adrian was beside me. I was scared he would notice my discomfort.The car was comfortable. Or rather, I would have enjoyed it more if my back wasn’t slashed. The car model once again reminded me of how wealthy the man I was married to was.It was a Range Rover SV. A car worth a fortune And Adrian had us stay in one car with a driver, and there were two other cars, one in front of