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I instinctively tried to run, but Brandon held me back.“Don’t worry, I won’t lock you in,” he said, then released me and led me to the garden.At some point, it had become filled with yellow roses.“I’ve been thinking a lot lately,” Brandon began as he bent down to pick one of the roses. A thorn pierced his hand, drawing blood, but he didn’t seem to feel the pain. “Most of our memories were made here. Every single moment, I’ve regretted it—regretted being so consumed by revenge. If I had let it go back then, maybe things would’ve turned out differently for us.”“No,” I shook my head. “If you’d let go from the start, we probably never would’ve crossed paths. Even if you hadn’t tried to get revenge on my mother and me, the truth would’ve come out eventually. “You were still tied to my father’s death. We were doomed from the beginning. There was never going to be a happy ending.”His shoulders slumped even further under the weight of my words.Then suddenly, he stood up str
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Behind me, the police had already subdued Leslie, but she continued to mutter in a manic daze, "You lied to me! You lied!"I froze as warm blood dripped onto my hand.The knife had lodged deep into Brandon’s back."Tiana? It really is you… " Brandon whispered weakly as he reached out to touch my face."Don’t be afraid. It doesn’t hurt. I’m just glad you’re safe."I tried to compose myself.“Police snipers aren’t as incompetent as you think," I said coldly.His face drained of color, and as the light vanished from his eyes, he collapsed to the ground.Medical staff rushed in and lifted him onto a stretcher. As I untied the ropes that bound me, I threw myself into Fabian’s waiting arms—right in Brandon’s fading line of sight.While Brandon underwent emergency surgery, I rushed back to his house, hoping to recover my mother’s ashes.But I found nothing.He had moved them.The realization hit me like a plunge into icy water. Had he seen through me all along? Had he prepared f
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I forced a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “What are you talking about, Mr. Sandler?”Brandon snorted coldly. “Finish your meal and go get some rest. Someone will show you to your room shortly.”I glanced at him in confusion. He didn’t intend to try his luck with me, did he?“I won’t touch another woman except Tiana,” he declared calmly as if he had read my mind.“That night was an accident. I expect you to forget it. And if you plan to use it as leverage to blackmail me, believe me—I have a hundred ways to make you regret it.” I feigned panic and nodded quickly.What a silver tongue he had, always the one to say the right thing. I patted the item in my bag meant to induce sleep. He’d just saved me the trouble.I had originally planned to sneak the ashes away tonight once Brandon passed out, but now, there was no rush.I was curious about the venom I saw in Leslie’s eyes. What did she intend to do this time?I continued playing along with Brandon as he warmed up to me, w
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Brandon struggled to stay upright as he leaned in to kiss me, but the drug finally took hold, and he collapsed onto me.I pushed him off and quickly pulled a small capsule from my purse. Twisting it open, I sprinkled its contents onto the white sheets. Almost instantly, vivid red stains bloomed across the fabric like scattered plum blossoms.Once everything was in place, a knock sounded at the door.I frowned and crept toward it cautiously. The moment I opened it, I was pulled into a broad, familiar embrace, and the door slammed shut behind us.“Fabian, what are you—,” I began, but he had kissed me with such urgency that it took my breath away.He didn’t let go until I was weak in the knees. When he finally released me, he wiped the red marks on my neck with a deep scowl. That’s when I realized that he was jealous.I had, after all, returned to Brandon’s side for this plan. It must’ve wounded his pride.Blushing, I wrapped my arms around Brandon’s neck and whispered in his
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The footsteps behind me grew louder. I clutched the heavy urn tightly and ran for my life— until my foot caught on a root. I crashed to the ground as the urn slipped from my grasp and skidded across the dirt.Panicked, I scrambled to pick it up, only to find sand spilling out of the shattered container.And nestled in the dust, a single note:[Go to hell, Tiana.]I froze.A second later, my pursuer caught up. A hand clamped over my nose and mouth, and a sharp chemical stench invaded my senses. My vision spun, and just before the world went black, the image of Leslie’s twisted, vicious face flashed through my mind.She had let me go on purpose.She wanted me dead.A week later, a headline exploded across the internet:[Unidentified Woman Found by the River Turns Out to Be Tiana Tolkien]Meanwhile, in a secluded mountain villa, I sat on a hospital bed, watching a video of Brandon in complete emotional ruin. My gaze darkened.“Stop watching that,” a calm voice said as
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My eyes, bloodshot with rage, locked onto Brandon as he stepped closer. Hatred surged through me, and I trembled uncontrollably through my tears.Overwhelmed by emotion, I failed to notice the fleeting flicker of sorrow in Brandon’s eyes.Then, without hesitation, I charged forward, raised my hand, and slapped him across the face with all the strength I had left.Leslie rushed toward him, covering her mouth in shock and distress, but Brandon shoved her aside.A second later, his hand shot out and clamped around my throat. He slammed me against the wall, his voice laced with fury as he ground out each word through clenched teeth. “I never should’ve gone soft on you.”The words made me laugh bitterly.Soft? Was that what he called it after using my mother’s life as punishment?Perhaps it was the mocking defiance in my eyes, or the hate that refused to dim, but Brandon’s grip only tightened around my neck.Breathing became agonizing. But even as the air vanished from my lung
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