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CHAPTER 51

JUDY’S POVAfter Christmas, my family packed up and moved away from Chris’ home. The decision, though necessary, felt like ripping out a piece of my soul. Each step I took away from that place, each item I boxed up, carried a weight that settled heavily in my chest. As I stood in my room for the last time, my gaze fell upon the necklace Chris had given me.The delicate piece of jewellery shimmered under the soft light, mocking me with its elegance. It wasn’t just a necklace—it was a symbol of everything I wanted to leave behind: the control, the love that felt both intoxicating and suffocating, the man who could bring me to the highest peaks of joy and the deepest pits of despair. Chris thought that I had accepted the necklace because he was persisitent and I was obedient. However, the fact was that, I chose to accept after him forcing me because I knew I was going to move. I just needed a bit of patience.It would be a big shock to him and his ego would be shattered when he would

CHAPTER 52

CHRIS’ POVI had originally believed that after having sex that day with Judy—after we gave in to each other in ways that transcended words—everything would fall into place. I thought that moment was a turning point, a confirmation of our unspoken connection. Unfortunately the reality was far from what I had imagined.Judy rejected the necklace I gave her, my exclusive mark of devotion. To me, it wasn’t just a piece of jewellery—it was a promise, a statement that she was mine and I was hers. However, her refusal was loud and clear: she didn’t want to be with me. I could see it in her eyes, the way she looked away when I tried to meet her gaze, her lips pressed into a firm line of quiet defiance.Of course, I wasn’t willing to accept her refusal. I forced the necklace onto her, fastening it around her neck with trembling hands. I knew, even as I did it, that it was the wrong way to handle things. Yet my pride wouldn’t allow me to ask her to wear it willingly. It was easier to insist

CHAPTER 53

JUDY’S POVAfter we left Chris’ city, we moved into a modest and unremarkable house situated on the outskirts of a sleepy town. It was the kind of place where the world seemed to move at a slower pace, where silence stretched long into the evenings, and a deep sense of solitude lingered in the air. The house itself was simple, almost forgettable, blending into its surroundings in a way that made it easy to overlook. Life there felt distant from the hustle and bustle we had left behind, quieter but also more isolating, as if we had stepped into a world where time itself hesitated to move forward.I had settled into the habit of waiting for my father at the intersection near our home every evening when his shift ended. It had become a small but meaningful ritual, offering a sense of stability in the midst of the upheaval that came with starting over in a new town. Those quiet moments of waiting, watching the road for his familiar figure, felt like a thread connecting us to something

CHAPTER 54

JUDY’S POVThe man’s foul breath brushed against my skin as his grip tightened around my neck, his smirk mocking my every attempt to break free. Panic surged through my veins, and my thoughts raced, desperately searching for a way out. Without thinking, I drew back as far as his grip would allow, then drove my head forward with all the force I could muster. The sharp crunch of my forehead colliding with his nose was followed by his guttural cry of pain.He stumbled backward, clutching his face as blood trickled through his fingers. “You fucking bitch!” he spat, his voice thick with rage. His companions hesitated for a moment, surprised by my defiance, but their amusement quickly turned into something far darker.My momentary triumph vanished as the man’s fury took over. His hand whipped through the air before I could react, landing a resounding slap across my face. The force of the blow sent me reeling, and pain exploded in my cheek, radiating outward. I staggered back several st

CHAPTER 55

JUDY’S POVA stinging ache spread across my cheek, accompanied by the bitter tang of blood on my tongue, as mocking laughter rang out in the background. My vision blurred with tears, but I wiped them away quickly, refusing to appear weak even though my entire body trembled. Then, cutting through the chaos of my emotions, I heard a voice—a voice I recognised instantly, cold and dripping with disdain.“Well, well, look at you now,” the voice drawled, casual and cruel.I turned my head slowly, my heart sinking as the owner of the voice stepped into view. It was Bertrand, Chris’ most loyal follower and right-hand man. He stood there with his trademark smug arrogance, his piercing gaze locking onto mine as if he had orchestrated the entire ordeal and was relishing every second of it.“This,” he said, gesturing at me sprawled on the ground and my father lying unconscious nearby, “is what happens when people overreact. You brought this upon yourself.”I glared at him, anger and disbelief

CHAPTER 56

CHRIS’ POVThe news came to me through hushed whispers and fragmented conversations—Judy’s father had been beaten and was now in the hospital. I froze when I first heard it, my thoughts spiralling into a tangled mess of uncertainty and old, unresolved anger. The mention of Judy’s father stirred memories I had tried to bury, painful echoes of the day I lost my own father. For years, I had blamed him for it, convinced that his actions, or lack thereof, had played a pivotal role in the tragedy. Moreover, I had removed that hatred on Judy, when she was innocent.Despite the bitterness that still simmered within me, I couldn’t ignore the weight of the situation. Judy and I had grown up together, and though our relationship had been strained in recent years, it wasn’t something I wanted to lose entirely. Yet, the thought of walking into that hospital room, of facing the man I had silently resented for so long, filled me with hesitation.“Should I go?” I asked aloud, more to myself than t

CHAPTER 57

JUDY’S POVI had been staying by my father’s side the entire time, unable to leave him for even a moment. His condition weighed on me like a heavy stone, each passing hour filling me with a sense of helplessness and guilt. My mother, too, had been deeply affected. Overnight, the stress and anguish had aged her; her face had grown pale and hollow, and dark circles lingered beneath her tired eyes. She looked frail, a shadow of the strong woman I had always known.Her pain came with blame—blame directed towards me, and blame directed towards the choices we had made. “If only we hadn’t left Chris’ house,” she had muttered to herself more than once, her voice cracking under the weight of her grief. “If only we had stayed and let Jason find us jobs. None of this would have happened. None of it.”At first, I stayed silent. I couldn’t bring myself to argue or refute her words, because deep down, I feared she was right. Her accusations, though quiet and mournful, began to chip away at my re

CHAPTER 58

CHRIS’ POVJudy’s voice echoed in my mind as I left the hospital room, her accusations cutting deeper than I wanted to admit. I didn’t think I had done anything wrong, yet her anger was so intense, so personal, it left me shaken.I called my mother immediately, my hands trembling as I dialled her number. In the chaos of emotions threatening to consume me, she was my anchor—the one person who could offer solace when everything felt unbearable. My voice faltered as I spoke her name, the lump in my throat tightening with each word. I poured out the turmoil in my heart, the weight of Judy’s accusations pressing heavily on me. My mother’s voice was calm yet filled with concern, a lifeline in my storm. Her words, though simple, were a balm, reminding me I wasn’t alone in this nightmare.But just as I turned to leave, the police walked in, their firm presence filling the already tense air. "We’re here to ask about the events on the day of the assault," one officer said, addressing Judy dir

CHAPTER 59

JUDY’S POVChris’ mother arrived at the hospital with a commanding presence that turned every head in the room. She exuded an air of authority, her voice calm but edged with indignation as she immediately leapt to her son’s defense.“This is ridiculous,” she announced, her gaze sweeping over everyone in the room. “Chris would never do something so cruel. He’s being unfairly blamed, and I won’t stand for it.”Her words sliced through the heavy tension, igniting a fire in my mother, who was already on edge from the stress of my father’s condition. My mother, her eyes red-rimmed from worry and exhaustion, turned to face her, her voice rising.“Unfairly blamed?” my mother snapped, her hands trembling with barely contained anger. “My husband is lying here unconscious because of your son’s loyal lackey, and you expect us to believe Chris had no idea? How convenient for you to defend him without a second thought!”I stood frozen between the two women, my own emotions swirling in a chaotic st

CHAPTER 60

CHRIS’ POVThe decision to take matters into my own hands wasn’t easy—it was born out of desperation, frustration, and an unyielding need to set things right. The weight of guilt and suspicion hung around my neck like a chain, pulling me down with every breath. I couldn’t sleep without hearing Judy’s cutting words or seeing the betrayal in her eyes. Her mistrust wasn’t just a blow to my pride; it was a dagger to my heart. I couldn’t bear the thought that she truly believed I would harm her father—or anyone, for that matter.Each morning, I woke with a sense of purpose, tempered by the ache of isolation. My first task was to dig into my father’s past—a man who had always been my anchor, my moral compass. Now, I was unravelling his life, seeking clues among the threads of his relationships and business dealings. It felt invasive, almost wrong, to sift through his private affairs, but the need for answers outweighed my discomfort.I started by reaching out to old colleagues, hoping th

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