INICIAR SESIÓNAn hour ago I was standing on the bridge about to end it all and now here I was in my supposed fiancé’s house.Yes… I’m getting married to Sebastian. If I have to marry a total stranger to bring Ethan and Lila down, I will. After all, I married for love… and look what it did to me.Now I’m marrying for revenge.That alone sounded crazy in my head, but at this point, nothing about my life made sense anymore.I sat on the couch quietly, rubbing my hands on my lap, trying to calm the fury inside me.Sebastian walked in holding a glass of water.“Here.”He handed it to me.“Thank you.”I took it from him and drank slowly till the cup was empty my throat had been so dry from all the screaming and crying.As he turned and took his seat, I noticed him properly for the first time.My eyes moved over him without meaning to.He was tall,His shoulders were broad, the kind that made him look firm, like nothing could shake him. The way he sat carried authority without even trying.Then my eyes moved
Two months later .They say grief fades and time heals. Maybe that’s true for them but for me, I still haven’t healed from my father’s and unborn child's death. Two months have passed since my world came crashing down but never a day goes by that I don’t drown in sorrow.I looked around the room, my father’s room was the only place I stayed since I got back it made me feel closer to him.This house was the only property Ethan couldn’t take because he had no access to the papers and my dad had placed it in my mother's name. If he didn’t I’m sure I would also be homeless.I rubbed my hands on the floor. Some parts were soaked with my tears.The bed was right there but I couldn’t bring myself to use it. It felt wrong… like leaving the floor meant accepting he was really gone.Ding dongThe doorbell rangI didn’t bother checking. I knew it was Nora. She was the only one who came to this house to check up on me. Every other person abandoned me. I was no longer the rich heiress; they didn’t
How can a person be so cruel with his words,Why did everyone see me as a joke?At that moment something in me snapped.I snatched the paper from his hand and flung it across the room.It didn’t just fall it scattered, sliding across the floor like it carried every insult he had just thrown at me.My body vibrated in anger. How dare he call me weak?“It’s easy for you to throw words at me!” I yelled. “You’re not in my shoes, so you can’t know how I feel!”He didn’t flinch.He just looked at me… then slowly leaned back, folding his arms and crossing his legs, like I was some kind of show. That made it worse.But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop.“Everything you think you know about me is what the media or the public must have told you,” my voice trembled, and I hated that it did. I was trying so hard not to cry again.“The rich heiress who lost everything… the foolish wife who got cheated on and thrown away…”I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head.“That’s how you see me, right? That’s
I looked at him in shock. Did I hear him correctly?“Is this supposed to be a joke?” I blurted at him, my voice shaking.He shrugged his shoulders slightly, as if it meant nothing.“I’ve never been good at telling jokes. I meant what I just said.”That was it.I stood up from the floor immediately and faced him.“Have you gone crazy? What am I even saying—you are crazy!”My chest was rising fast. I was mad as hell.“What kind of person are you?” I screamed at him. “You know what, I think I know why you are here.”“Ethan and Lila sent you to humiliate me, right? I’m sure they told you to make me miserable.”I pushed his chest hard.“Go and tell them how miserable I have become. Go on.”I kept pushing him. But he didn’t move.Not even a step.His expression stayed the same… unreadable.“You’re mistaken. No one sent me.”His voice was cold, with no emotion in it.“Just stop!” I held my head tightly.The rain was still pouring heavily, soaking into my skin.“Why is everyone doing this to m
Life is funny, one minute everything looks perfect, the next minute it falls apart so badly you start questioning if any of it was ever real. I stood in front of my father’s grave, looking at his casket. The only person I had in this world was gone. My heart felt like it was in a mincer and was being torn into pieces but no tears fell from my eyes. It was as if I was still in denial, like all of this was a dream… or maybe because the past few days I had been crying nonstop and now I had no more tears or strength in me. People were talking around me, low whispers passing from one person to another. “Such a pity.” “She lost everything.” “I heard the husband took over the company.” “They are now divorced, so he’s now her ex-husband,” another person added. I heard all their words loudly. Were they here to mourn with me or make a mockery of me? Right now, I didn’t care. The only thing I could see was my father’s casket being lowered into the ground. My father… the only man who ne







