Skyla thought she had it all, a devoted boyfriend, a lifelong best friend, and a future she had carefully planned. But one heartbreaking revelation shatters her perfect world. Plunging her into a sea of misery. The two people she thought world of betrays, leaving her to drown in a series of heartbreaks and unanswered questions. Heartbroken and desperate for an escape, she stumbles into a dimly lit bar, drowning her pain in alcohol. The night takes an unexpected turn when dark memories from her past resurfaces, bearing gifts in hand, and prices she has to pay. As secrets unravel and old wounds resurface, Skyla is forced to confront a past she thought she had buried. But when love, betrayal, and forgotten passions collide. Will Skyla rise from the ashes or lose herself in the storm once more?
Lihat lebih banyakIt felt like my whole world was crumbling beneath me, drowning me in a sea of betrayal, lies, and deceit with absolutely no one to hold on to, not even my sanity.
“Please tell me this is not true Tanya” I pleaded, my brown orbs wild with unshed tears, fear palpable in my raging heart. It couldn’t be right? I was imagining things, and it wasn’t true. “I am sorry, Sky, we didn’t mean to.” Tanya’s voice trembled, her words tearing me into pieces, and for a moment, I wished I had remained oblivious to the truth. My child hood best friend sat before me, the guilt coating her warm hazel orbs was enough to drown me in my misery. “I.. I...I don’t understand” I stammered, pulling at my hair in frustration. The rubber band that I had used to hold it in place came undone. I stared at her, my mouth wide open, praying this was one cruel joke. “ I don’t understand Tanya. Please tell me this is a joke, please..” I pleaded, my voice hoarse with unshed tears and disbelief. My heart clinging desperately in denial. But the myriad of emotion that seemed to swirl through her hazel orbs left me dumbfounded. Guilt, shame, and fear were evident in the warm tones of her orbs. I traced her gaze to him. The man I had loved for six years sat unmoving before me. His composure that I had seemed to love now made me want to despise him. I had trusted him with my all. I had let my guard down with Steve. A bitter laugh escaped me, and now everything made perfect sense, the deleted call logs, the secret phone calls, and the subtle glances they gave each other while they thought I wasn’t looking, the sudden defensiveness whenever I reached for their phones All made perfect sense now, God, I was so stupid, so stupid. “How long has this been going on” I whispered slowly, my fingers gripping the roots of my hair aggressively as I tried my best to keep my emotions in check. “I promise you Sky we didn’t mean to....” “How long” I yelled, angry lone tears escaping through the corners of my eyes as I looked from my best friend to my boyfriend. My ex-boyfriend. Steve exhaled sharply. “You do not need to yell, Sky. Tanya has done nothing wrong.” His word reeked with indifference, as if the emotions I was feeling was an inconvenience. “Besides you should have seen this coming Sky, with you it has always been about work, you didn’t even care for me, you were always writing one novel after another, going on book tours you, never had time for me, for us” His words hit me like a punch in the gut, the hate in the voice knocking the air out of me. “So now it my fault? My lips trembled slightly as I tried to force the right response, the wheels in my head trying to make sense of the absurdity of his excuse. “ You can’t be serious right now, Steve? So it is my fault that I tried to work hard for the both of us, immersing myself into my novels because I wanted a better future for us Steve, is that what this is about, time? It’s my fault that you sat idly doing nothing while I worked my ass out? Those trips? Those fancy dates? All of that was possible because of my books! And now you are blaming me? I slammed my fist down the fancy table, rattling the silverware and our untouched anniversary cake. Steve scoffed. “You see, Sky, this is exactly what I mean. You always make everything about you. You’re always angry. You don’t care about anyone but yourself, you’ve never cared about me Sky, with you, it has always been like walking on eggshells, I felt trapped” He hissed His words stung me like a venomous snake, his sea blue eyes dark with emotions. I didn’t understand it looked like a raging storm. Disgust, hate, pity, and maybe disapproval. And then it hit me, the thought sickening He never even loved me, at least not the way I loved him. “God, did you ever love me, Steve?” “ I mean, if you’ve always felt this way, why didn’t you ever tell me?” my voice wavered, my insecurities clawing their way out Was it because I was black, or because I was rather short, or because he didn’t see me as someone he could love? He didn’t answer. Instead, he turned towards Tanya, taking her fragile hands in his. That single display of affection made me want to retch. “Okay so that’s it. You cheat on me, and then you expect me to understand?” My voice was barely above a whisper, but the weight of my heartbreak was deafening. Tanya finally spoke, her voice desperate as she avoided my gaze. “ I am pregnant Sky” And I felt my whole world crumble beneath me. “What?” I asked in disbelief . “But you watched me plan for this for weeks and you couldn’t even tell me, did you two plan this, You watched me make preparations, you watched me book reservations yet you could not tell me” “No I swear we didn’t. I just found out yesterday. I couldn’t..... I can’t get rid of it. My parents would kill me.” She replied, avoiding my gaze at all costs. I was done with this, done with their lies and betrayal, I didn’t deserve this. I let out a shaky breath, angrily swiping at he tears that wouldn’t stop rolling down my face. “You know what... I am done. You two deserve each other.” My voice was eerily calm, even though my whole body was trembling. I turned to Tanya, a slow sad smile spreading across my face. “Don’t bother coming for your things, I would have them sent over to his place.” Without waiting for a response. I stormed out of the restaurant, not forgetting to rip the invitation cards into shreds Damn them. The cold. Manhattan air hit me across the face with a huge slap, I didn’t even care that I looked like a banshee with my mascara rolling down my face, and my hair dishevelled. I just needed to get away from here as fast as possible It didn’t even bother me that I became the spectacle of passers-by, everyone either stopping to stare or taking pictures. I didn’t mind. I just wanted to be far away from their betrayal, far away from the pain and heartache.SKYLAThe very first thing I felt was pain – the kind of pain that drove you to the edge, the kind that stayed, poking, stoking, and brandishing you.I felt panic wash over me immediately, choking me through my neck as I tried to fight hard against the feeling. Tried hard to keep myself afloat.My eyes fluttered open to a harsh white ceiling, the hum of machines and the all too – clean scent of antiseptic. My throat felt dry, and my whole body, including my eyelids, felt heavy and unfamiliar.But none of that mattered.“Mom,” I rasped, the words tumbling out my cracked lips. “Mom? Where’s my mom,” I called out desperately, trying my best to get off the bed, as I tried to rip the drip off, The sound of machine beeping dangerously filled the thin air.The panic surged faster than my pain, I tried sitting up, but I couldn’t even bring myself to. I couldn’t even remove the drip that was restricting me. My movements felt all too slow. Any small movement sent lightening through my ribs
XAVIERI never knew pain looked and felt so quiet.Skyla laid limp beneath the hospital light, her once vibrant dark chestnut skin tone dulled against the white sheet of the hospital bed. Machines hummed around her like some cruel sympathy of delay.Her body that was usually filled with life and furious was still, her coffee brown curls spilled like ink across the pillow.Her hands, always quick to rise in defiance, now laid limp in mine. The doctors said she had fought, that she had screamed, and also tried to run.There were visible bruise marks on her wrists – defensive wounds.They said she was found unconscious on the rooftop of Carl’s private tower. According to sources, somewhat had cut the power supply right when she fell.They couldn’t tell if she was pushed, or she had missed a step. But her screams were loud enough that it cut through the still night. But I didn’t need them to know. I already knew it was the monster I was privileged to address as dad. It just had t
SKYLA The city outside kept moving like my world hadn’t crumbled into tiny little pieces, like nothing happened at all.Taxis honked outside the window, spring banners fluttered like bright lies above crowds that laughed, screamed, and even shoved through their day like it was none of their business. A cart of coffee cart hissed near the corner, releasing the scent of cinnamon and something bitter.But inside me, the world had already stopped, stopped moving. Stop beating.I was having desert and also going through several files that i had managed to gather concerning project Delphinium in my favourite cafe when the call came in. I was hunched over a dossier when my phone lit up, Ed’s name flashing across my screen.I paused mid-air, my heart hammering aggressively in my chest as I stared at the constant light that flickered through my phone.Ed never called, except it was an emergency. He never called me except something had gone terribly wrong. I slid the answer button with
SKYLA Some truths came quietly.While some made you claw through the dark, leaving blood stains underneath your finger.I found my own truth tucked in the archives of the Andersons empire. It was locked away, far from sight, far from touch. The truth no one talked about – the one built into the old sub – levels beneath the buildings foundation. Charlie’s clearance got me through the door. A stolen ID badge did the rest, helped open the door to my stolen childhood.I came searching for the truth for documentation – anything that could trace Tanya’s lies and deception back to Carl’s manipulation. But what I found instead was way worse.There were several files buried under misnamed folders; “Paediatrics grant trials _ phase 12.” But when I opened it, the first photo didn’t show a child. It showed a lab made of steel, several restraints, and a crib lined with sensors.I kept on turning pages, reading each page word for word, page by page, till the severity of Carl’s manipulation
SKYLAI finally found Charlie on the rooftop after several hours of searching.The sky was heavy with unshed rain, all slate- grey clouds and bruised light that hovered atop our heads like a halo. Below us, the city bustled with life - but here? here on the rooftop, it was eerily quiet. The kind that made you feel every lie you'd ever been told.Charlie just stood there, near the edge, his hands in his coat pockets, his eyes fixed on nothing. "With how far we've come, Charlie, you don't plan on jumping, or are you?" I asked jokingly He didn't even flinch. "If I wanted to, Sky. I'd have done it a long time agobefore we met you again."I walked over slowly, the wind tossing my stubborn curls slightly. He didn't even look at me, not really. He just stared at the horizon like it might blink back."I need to tell you something before I lose myself to whatever this is," he said, his gaze not wavering from the skyline."Okay," I replied, gulping inwardly."No interruptions. No filters?”“A
SkylaI was going to meet with the Mayor today, he had suggested we meet at a quiet botanical conservatory on the edge of the city - a strange place for political secrets, but maybe that was the point.No cameras. No microphones. Just air that smelled like damp earth and regret. Dandelions grew wild along the outer edges of the path. Not the part of the curated display - just stubborn things that refused to be removed. I liked them regardless, it reminded me of myself. "Late as always," I quipped when he finally made his grand entrance. "Still wearing that mask of yours uncle?" He just let out a tired smile, the skin under his eyes creasing. "I could say the same about you niece. Or isn't that why we're here." I ignored his question, allowing a sudden silence to take over the space between us. Charlie was already waiting near the back , pacing beside a lady I didn't recognise - a dark blue hoodie, red Doc Martens, silver ring pierced through one brow. She was younger than i expect
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