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Neria. "Dominic. " I called out softly, as if that could fix everything. " Lila..she doesn't have much long left to live." At the words, those cruel words, a sad, lone tear slid down my face. " She needs you, now.." My dignity, my pride, they were all forgotten as I begged. " Is this your new trick, Neria?" Cold and cruel, those words cut from the other end of the line, and my grip tightened around the phone with my knuckles going white from the impact. " How far will you go for my attention, Neria Hale? You have already trapped me into this marriage!" From the other end, he snickered, mocked. " Cursing your daughter with a chronic illness to buy my attention? You are despicable!" He spat, and I almost flinched. Heavens! How I wished it was a trick.. Then my heart wouldn't be breaking as much as it did! I placed my hand over my mouth, muffling a sob. " It's not a trick, Dominic... She...Lila is chronically ill.." I managed, weakly, banking on the grief in my v

Neria. Lila's little fingers tightened around my sleeves, clutching my hand like it might slip away if she didn’t hold on hard enough. “Mommy …” Tears rimmed the edges of her eyes as she called, “Is Daddy leaving, again?” Again..that was the highlight, and my eyes burnt at how carefully she said it. I forced a smile, one that didn’t reach my eyes as I reassured, “No, baby. He’s just...” “But…” She cut in, glancing past me, her eyes darting between the man standing a few steps away, and Chloe. “Then why does she call him Daddy, too?” Lila asked, her voice shaking with fear, and something that painfully resembled accusation, abandonment. For a suffocating second, everything went still, and all I could hear was the hurt in my daughter’s voice as she asked that question. My gaze snapped to the side, landing on Camille, who stood a few metres from where Lila and I stood. She was practically inched on Dominic, their shoulders nearly touching, and to her side, she tight

Neria. " Dominic, what do you consider as crossing the line?" I snapped, my voice shaking with all the build-up anger. What was the point of inviting us to the gala if he enjoyed his first love's presence more? Or, did he specifically bring me for comparison? to torture me? And my daughter? " What are you talking about?" He asked, and I swear, I had never been a violent person but at that moment, I wanted to slap him so hard that my palms itched. Maybe if I did, I would perfectly fit in his description of me ..evil, villainous. " You asking me to apologise for slapping Camille without asking for an explanation first is crossing the line for me, Dominic. " Slowly, trying to breathe through everything, I explained. " And, you, buying that toy house, for her daughter, while yours has been waiting for the same from you, for ages, is crossing another line, Dominic!" There was unmasked disappointment in my voice as I stated. For a moment, something flickered in his ey