Novel & Cerita Breaking Benjamin Diary Jane

As the initial surprise settled in, Daisy found herself enveloped in hugs and laughter, her worries momentarily forgotten in the embrace of friendship and celebration. The room buzzed with chatter and laughter, each moment etching a memory that would stay with Daisy for years to come. Amidst the joyous chaos, she couldn't help but steal glances at the file still clutched in her hand, a stark reminder of the weighty decision looming in the back of her mind. "Happy birthday, Daisy," Christiana said, handing her a small gift with a knowing smile. Opening it, Daisy found a beautifully bound journal, its pages pristine and waiting to be filled with her thoughts and dreams.

Alpha Liam’s POV “You’re frowning again,” Caleb said as he placed the cup on the table. “If that curse doesn’t kill you, your temper will.” “Your presence alone is enough to hasten my death,” I retorted. At the sound of someone's footsteps, I turned. Jane stepped inside quietly like she wasn’t sure she was welcome. Her hair was loosely tied back, a few strands falling on her face. She looked exactly like what Caleb would describe as a lost puppy who’d wandered into the wrong room.

In my second year of university, Benjamin loosened the control on me. That was when I got to know a lecturer, Jane Leighton. Jane was a psychiatrist who worked at the university, and I had reached out to her when I was badly depressed. After I told Jane I had developed romantic feelings for Benjamin, I had feared Jane would be disgusted. After all, that was how everyone thought of me. However, that was not the case.

"I'll give it to you." "That's all I need to hear from you." Jane took a step back with her hands behind her back. "I have nothing else to say. You can get busy. I'll wait for you at home." Cory couldn't describe how he felt when he saw Jane acting all demure and obedient. Benji noticed and immediately went up to him. "Boss, last night—" "Don't ask things you shouldn't know." Benji shut up and swallowed his words. He was sure he had seen hickeys on Jane's neck. It was exactly what he thought it was!

"She'll be a tough nut to crack—she's stubborn as hell. Good luck with that." Outside, Jane, frustrated by Tom's refusal to cooperate, decided to teach him a lesson. Without warning, she pushed open the door to one of the private rooms—the very one where Natalie and Benjamin were. Benjamin was stunned. He stared at their uninvited guest for a moment before frowning. "What's the meaning of this?"

She picked up her forks and began to eat. Reginald sat there and made a gesture to leave. Jane, seeing this, immediately left the dining room. Once in the living room, she saw Ben, impeccably dressed in a suit, standing in front of a wall drawing circles with a strange look on his face. "Ben, what are you doing?" Jane looked at him curiously. Ben looked over with an expression of utter despair. "Don't worry about me; I just feel a bit uneasy with nothing to do." The young miss mustn't do anything reckless.

I haven’t spoken to my parents since the last time Jane reared her ugly head and tried to butt into my life. Jane Burns, the bleach-blonde menace in designer heels, had no business in this restaurant, let alone Newark. She didn’t look at me first. Nope, her eyes zeroed in on Ofelia, narrowing with instant recognition. The twitch of her lip told me she remembered everything. The ruined suede shoes. The faint scratch on her arm. The smug calico who’d delivered justice without flinching.

She said with a bow and stepped aside for me to enter. " Thank you, Hannah. You may leave." Jane sat Cross legged on the floor, her black long hair falling forward, partly covering her face as she bit her bottom lip in concentration. There were coloured pencils strewn all over the floor and her hands scribbled furiously across the paper. “Hello, darling." I called softly and she raised her head to look at me. Her Golden eyes blinked twice as if she couldn't recognize me for a few seconds but then she smiled.

“Uh … yeah, I somehow got locked inside.” The boy smiled and held out a hand to help her to her feet. “Lucky for you I came back for the notebook I forgot on my desk. Mr Pathnil will skin me alive if I don’t complete my homework.” Jane smiled too as she nodded her head. Their teacher was a drill sergeant. “I’m Jane. Jane Winters.” “Sebastian Howell.”

Todd, Benjamin hadn't just exerted control; he had essentially signed Liam’s death warrant. A sharp, familiar cramp twisted in her lower abdomen. Jane winced, clutching the edge of the dresser. The needle technique from her grandmother’s book provided temporary relief, but the stress was becoming a monster that no ancient remedy could tame. She had to get out. She had to find a way to make Benjamin sign those papers before her body betrayed her secret. A soft knock at the door made her jump. "Madam? It's Joan." Jane quickly pulled on a dry robe and opened the door. Joan entered with a look of profound worry, holding a small burner with aromatic herbs.