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Chapter 3: The Stranger's Touch

Author: Writer B
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-23 12:09:48

Annabelle's pov

Guping down my liquor and tearing out softly yet bitterly and a soft warm hand touched me. The warmth from the hand disrupted my thoughts that I had to snap out of my head and look back.

It was a tall, slender guy, dark short hair, built physic, dark cold blue eyes and a wonderful scent. Extravagant but classy.

He looked at me deep into my eyes like he was staring into my future or something without saying a word. Ok this is weird. I am grieving and this is the best moment for a weirdo to turn up. Fuck! My own things are always different.

“You look like you need someone right now, I can be that someone, weird I know but believe me it's coming from a safe place”. He said as he lifted his coat and sat close to me, I hated that look on his face! The look of pity, today was supposed to be a day to celebrate me but nahh, they have to pity me.

Yh, that's the same exact thing my fiance says to me before fucking my best friend in the bathroom while I was waiting on white.

“That's messed, I understand, you have every right to not trust me, I mean I can leave if you want, I just wanted to help if I could and that's if you let me. And for what it's worth, your fiance doesn't deserve you and it's Gods plan to expose him to save you from future heart break and mental breakdown.”

Thanks, please don't leave. And yes, I really need someone.

“I know “. He said as he brushed his hair backward and took the 9th bottle of liquor I had in hand.

“Do you want to pour out your anger, talk or out or just lock it all in? Any I will love to help.”

So I have these girl I love, I can do anything for her, I can literally kill for her, she is like the sister I ne very had. when I am down she is always there, when I need her she always show up, I gave her the same energy too.

I don't joke with her. When I love someone, I give the person my 100%! I gave her all, the attention, the love, the affection, the respect, the kindness. I have never loved any girl like I did with her.

I take her birthdays personal, I take her problems like mine and I am always ready to fight anyone who wants to attack her.

She made me think I was loved, she made me think I had someone, she made me think my life was beginning to have meaningful again.

Fuck! I complained and spilled just like how it was paining me, as I cried bitterly.

“I understand how betrayal feels and from someone you took as the best among billions of girls in the world. It's very painful. I'm so sorry you had to go through all this. It's part of life and you are living life, shame to her cause she lost a gem like you. You are a real deal.”

You speak like you know me or something, you speak like a robot, are you Ai or something cause you have the best reply for everything.

“Funny, I get that a lot, I am just being practical and real that's all. So I will take that as a compliment. Thanks. Wipe your tears, they are not worth your tears, you know that now.”

Then my fiance, he had a very dramatic stormy past life, but I left it all to remain in the past, I didn't want to bring it into our future to spoil things, I just decided to leave everything where they are and move on and that's what I did. That's my biggest fault. I feel used, I feel like a fool, I feel like a puppet. I'm so ashamed of myself. I blinded my self to the obvious signs. I decided to lay low in my own relationship and my best friend took over. Of all time to fuck , it was on my wedding day.

You need to see how he was fucking the shit out of her, that's where my heart started breaking.

The fact that I opened the bathroom and the look on their faces was nothing close to remorse, I almost exploded in anger. I ran out of there and got her, all I wanted to do was to drown my sorrows in liquors. I'm tired. I cried bitterly.

“Have you looked at the mirror? Do you know how beautiful you are? Please don't crack and break because two fools want that.”

Thanks for listening to me and being a shoulder to cry on, people like you are rare. Meanwhile you are so handsome and built, your girl must be lucky.

“Oh, people like me are rare? Why don't you have a taste of me because you don't know when next you will meet someone like me since I am rare. And Thanks for the compliment, you are bigger than your problem and you are stronger than you think.”

Yes, I know it's a bad Time to get payed by another man, following my complicated life and miserable wedding day. I would happily prefer being happy for some moments at least. I think I need the dopamine.

“Yh, that's the spirit and enough of the tequila and all, come let me help you up to the car. You’ve had such a long and stressful day.”

Wow, you own this Lamborghini, ok who are you, are you a mafia or something.

I mean I wouldn't be surprised if you were caise umm, you act like Ai in the way you talk and reply, your physic, your beauty, your sharp jawline and strucking unbeatable scent that can leave a girl drooling. You are something.

“Yes I am, and you are about to have a taste of it” . He said as he licked his lips and lit up a sharp smirk and opened the door for me.

Thanks.

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