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"Ten—oh? I mean, t-two. It's two, I guess?" I heard him sighed upon hearing my stupid answers. Seriously! This was definitely brain cracking! This thing was more complicated than answering which came first between an egg and the chicken! I started to release more of my frustration towards the book as I turned its pages carelessly. "Ya!" Hey! he snorted. "What are you? An alien or something? Ten hands, my ass. Why are you so distracted today? That book... does the book really need to suffer? As far as I know, it's your favorite book. Look, you're murdering the pages and—”

I replied. "I am proud of you, Kat." I wailed as soon as he hugged me. "I'm sorry if it took me long to say this." Dad's voice broke. He caressed my back as I hid my face on his chest. "I'm sorry if you'd lived miserably because of us." "I'm sorry...about my brother." I heaved. "Sorry." "Sssh." Dad let me go. He wiped my tears and motioned me to look straight at him. "It's not your fault, okay? It's not, so please stop blaming yourself."

My eyes bloodshot red, tears streaming down without stopping. "You are not angry, you are just sad. And I want you to suffer. If you die you will get what you want 'peace' and I don't want that to happen. You know what is scarier than death? It's life! " I couldn't stand him anymore. I rapidly took steps backwards and started to run out of the room.

"Look at you, Darien. Look at this blood on your face. Look at the mud on your hands. Every time I touch you, I remember the night my baby stopped breathing." "I am so sorry!" I screamed out into the rain, dropping my head onto my hands, sobbing so hard I could barely stand on my feet. "I am so sorry, Nilah! I would cut my own heart out of my chest if it could fix this!" "I know you are sorry," she choked out, her small voice breaking into pieces. "I know you are dying inside too. But my heart is shattered into a thousand sharp pieces, Darien. When I look at you, those pieces cut me deeper. I cannot breathe in the same room with you right now."

" To my hard working employee, I am extremely sorry for my behavior. I wish I were more careful with my words. just want you to know that I didn’t do it intentionally and it just happened accidentally. I regret that it ended up like this. I am really very sorry. You own a very special place in my heart and I don’t want to lose you. I feel really bad for saying such hurtful words to you but you should know that you are the only one that matters to me, friends. Extremely sorry for my behavior. Please, accept my apology and if you won't then the flowers won't stop coming to your door. ~ Eden Wylon"

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“Because you are worthless, you are nothing but trouble and you will bring destruction to my house and everyone around me if you continue” She let me go suddenly and I sank onto the floor looking at her. This time tears were running freely down my cheeks. Her words cut me to the core, I had been through so much that no matter what happened I was going to keep living. But I hadn't been born for this, it wasn't fair for her to say that to me. I had never deserved the hate directed at me, I was a good person, I just couldn't bear being treated like this. “I am sorry Ma'am” I whispered, I didn't know what else to do”

Yoseph muttered as he pulled out a small brown bottle from the drawer and shut down the computer. Worried about being discovered, I hurried back to my bedroom, changed into a fresh pair of underwear, and sat on the bed, lost in thought. Who was the woman in the video whose face wasn't fully shown? As I replayed the scene in my mind—her being pinned down by Yoseph, driven to the point of losing her senses, and desperately arching her hips—a wave of unprecedented shame washed over me. Even prostitutes wouldn't act so wantonly when serving clients.

“Eliana, that was an accident…” “Accident?” I snapped, standing and flinging the soda in his face. “Those were lives! They followed me into hell and back! “All because of your so-called accident, we couldn’t even recover their bodies! “Lucca, you have no heart.” He wiped the liquid off, his eyes rimmed red. “Yes! I have no heart! “If I did, you would have ripped it out long ago! “Do you know how I’ve lived these past years? Every night, I dream of you, bloodied, questioning me!