บททั้งหมดของ Goodbye Ex, Go to Hell!: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Diane's POVNathan has made such a fool out of me. He and that stupid Lucy bitch who works for him are busy gallivanting around kissing each other and acting like a couple in love, while supposedly on a business trip.The first time I saw them on television, acting all lovey-dovey, I nearly threw up, but at least I had my answer. My instincts never fail me, and they didn't fail me this time as well.I knew from the very first day I saw her that that lady was going to give me problems with Nathan, and months later, I find out that I’m right, after they both spent the past months vehemently denying that there is anything between them.Nathan is fucking her, and gladly showing her off, while he wants nothing to do with me. I still can't understand what he sees in that woman.While she's pretty enough, I guess, in my opinion, she isn't up to his standards, and I beat her hands down when it comes to beauty, yet he's so fixated on and obsessed with her.The other day, I tried to call him to

Diane’s POVAbout an hour or so later, I arrive at the address that my dad texted me, and stare up at the small, modest house that, in my opinion, looks fit for only peasants in total shock.What in God’s name was this man thinking? Did he stop to think about how embarrassing it would be if people in our circle found out that he sold his house and now lived in this sort of hamlet? We can't hide the truth forever, after all.Maybe this is just some elaborate prank that he and his wife are pulling to make me ‘behave,’ as he usually puts it.I'm standing on the well-manicured lawn, still debating whether I want to go in or if I should just turn around and leave, when the door opens, and his wife pokes her head through it.“We heard your car drive up, Diane. Come on in. We’ve been waiting for you.” She tells me, leaving me no choice but to follow her into the house.I step in gingerly, looking around the tiny space, which feels suffocating. I'm sure that my disdain is showing on my face,

Lucy’s POVMy parents invite Nathan and Lucas to dinner that night, and the whole affair is both noisy and lively, in a very good way.Although I'm shy in the beginning, because I can't stop thinking to myself that everyone is going to take a look at Nathan and me and immediately know what we’ve been up to on the trip, seeing as we were photographed kissing each other by paparazzi, and we stayed in the same hotel, I soon warm up and enjoy the evening like everyone else is doing.It doesn’t help that I can't stop stealing glances at Nathan like some besotted schoolgirl, until I notice my mom looking at me with a knowing smile, at which point my cheeks grow hot. After that, I carefully avoid glancing at Nathan any more than necessary for the rest of the night.After dinner, we all retire to the big living room where we discuss everything and nothing like one big, happy family.This is all I ever dreamed of, and at a point, I can't hold back my tears of joy, so I excuse myself to use the

Amanda’s POVI’ve avoided talking about what happened to me abroad for this long because of how much it hurts just talking about it, but Lucy is right.She has a right to know, as do her parents, after all they have done for me ever since I appeared here out of the blue.So, despite how difficult it is for me to talk about it and how much I want to forget all about it, I have no choice but to tell Lucy all about it.Within seconds of opening my mouth to speak, it feels like I’ve been transported back in time to that horrible night, and all the awful days and nights that followed.My whole body feels like it’s on fire as I regain consciousness, and for a moment, I am disoriented, but only for a moment.The pain coursing through my entire body brings clarity upon me in seconds, and I groan and struggle to get into a sitting position, but for some reason, I can’t do that.It doesn’t take long for me to figure out that I can’t get into a sitting position because I’ve been tied up like an

At first, I had great hopes that as time went by, Michael was going to come to his senses and have a change of heart about this madness of keeping me locked up in the woods like some deranged animal.However, as the hours turned into days, and the days into weeks, it became crystal clear that nothing of the sort was going to happen, and this horror was now my reality.In the first few days after he brought me here and tied me up, he visited me every evening, and I used to be so irritated to see him, because I was really mad at him.However, after two weeks had passed, he reduced his visits to once every two days. By this time, I had suffered from so much isolation that I began to crave any human presence at all, even if it was his own.I had nothing to while away the time with, so I was practically going crazy with boredom. After a lot of persuasion, he brought me two novels which I read over and over again, immersing myself in the world of the characters to escape from my reality.I