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I turned and saw that Benjamin walked in. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days, his eyes were red, his shoulders heavy, and his clothes wrinkled. But behind all that weariness, there was something new in his expression. It wasn’t the hollow pain I had seen the day the DNA results crushed us. There was something softer, something almost like relief. He stepped into the room slowly, as if he wasn’t sure if he was allowed, and then, without a word, he came closer and bent down. His arms went around me, pulling me into him.

I take an envelope out of my purse and push it forward to the person on my left. "Could you please read this Mr Benjamin?" I said as he nodded. Picking up the envelope, opening it and bringing out a piece of paper. The moment his mouth drops I smiled. "Mr Benjamin." I called as his eyes trailed down to me. "Would you gladly spill the contents of the document you read just now?" I said as all eyes stared down at Benjamin as he looked hesitant. "Of..of course Miss Jillian." He stuttered. Flagging the documents to his colleagues.

So, she quickly processed it for me. The next second, I received a private, provoking message from Chelsea. In the photo, Benjamin, who had always been afraid of heights, was at an amusement park, riding a roller coaster with her and Sadie. She wrote, "Only smart people know when to back down." No wonder Benjamin claimed to be busy. That was why he didn't even bother asking and just agreed so quickly. He was busy accompanying his new family. I sneered and replied, "I can't help if someone loves picking up trash. In that case, I'll leave it to them."

Getting up, I prepare for the session I had with Jude soon. I had made it approximately eight steps out of my room, when Benjamin appeared in my path. He looked exactly as he always looked. The easy smile, the relaxed shoulders, the open face of a charming younger sibling on the last day of a family visit. His eyes were warm and completely readable, which was exactly the problem. I had seen what those eyes looked like underneath the warmth and I could not unsee it. “Dr. Cecilia. Good morning.” “Good morning.” I reply.

Why was that? Why did my heart ache whenever I thought of him? Did I have such a tragic past? It was so strange; even though I only met that man in my dreams, why did he have such a profound impact on me? Should I ask Benjamin about his existence? Because I could not remember and was consumed by curiosity, I asked Benjamin if I had known any other men besides him. But Benjamin’s reaction was bizarre. When I asked that question, his eyes darkened, only for him to change his expression a few seconds later, becoming cheerful and patting my head.

Rebellion tasted delicious. Benjamin emerged late afternoon, looking drained. The sharp suit couldn’t hide the shadows under his eyes. He didn’t head for the exit. He walked straight to my pod. "Ready?" "For what? More thrilling paperwork?" "Home." He said it like it was something personal, like the only safe place left. The drive back to the penthouse was silent. Tense. Benjamin stared out the window, lost in a maze of corporate intrigue and murder plots. I stared at the back of the driver’s head, wondering if he had access to the brakes.

“Benjamin, I-“ she tried to speak up but Benjamin raised his hand as a sign to stop speaking. He was mute for a second as he was collecting his words. He stared at Eliza with disgusted look on his face. It was unbelievable to him to see what he had just saw. But regardless, it was true… reality had struck him. “Y-you… What did I not d-do for you? What was l-lacking in m-me that you… had to do this to me? WHAT DID I NOT DO FOR YOU?” Benjamin cried his heart out which was combined with anger. He could not stop the pain that was flowing through his heart. It ached and there was no one to make it all go away.

And I’m just one voice carrying the echo forward. Benjamin – POV Before I left, I asked if I could leave something behind. Calla nodded. I took out the last letter Rachel ever sent me. Unopened. I’d been too afraid to read it. “Maybe,” I said, “someone else can.” Calla didn’t open it either. She placed it beside Rachel’s original journals. And whispered, “When the time is right.” Calla – POV When Benjamin stepped out into the rain again, he looked different. Lighter.

"You fuck. You ruined everything. You are not into girls right. Into boy huh? So I have my boys. My trusted boys. They will quench your thirst and will satisfy you completely. You slut. Whore. Today I will let you taste the dicks shoving in your hole. That you will never dare to disobey me.. Ever" Benjamin was horrified. "No. No. No dad. No please no". Benjamin was pleading. But his eyes were open wide in shock when he saw those filthy men coming to him opening up their zippers. He was silently praying for Noah to get him. He knew everyone would be worried and looking for him. But how would they find him? They didn’t have any clue. He should have listened to Conrad or Daniel. He was crying a

It was obvious he sounded puzzled. “Yes, I’ll be a successful entrepreneur in the future. Elena, you must feel regretful.” Aaron looked extremely arrogant, with his arms resting on either side of his waist. “I’m here, aren’t I? Why would I feel regretful?” “I’m very clear where you and your corporation stand. You’re staying in the same neighborhood as I do, and you’re stalking my life. Once you learned that I’m joining this dinner, you exhausted all your resources in order to get an invitation here.”