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you deserve this. On the television, I lifted the trophy, my smile radiant. Outside the television, Vivian rotted in the mire, beyond redemption. I walked out of the venue, and Tessa draped a coat over my shoulders. "What are you thinking about?" she asked gently. I looked up at the sky and took a deep breath of free air. "I'm thinking that although this world is cruel, sometimes it is also quite fair." My name was Sebastian Whitmore. In my previous life, I had been Aaron Hutchinson, a sacrifice offered up by those closest to me.

“Used you? I didn’t force you to love me. You came looking for attention, craving it, needing it. And I gave it.” The words struck Jayden like a punch to the gut as her body trembled violently. He refused to believe that the man he had already fantasized a future with now acted like he had never mattered. “That's impossible,” Jayden whispered, stepping forward, trying to reach something, anything at all to make this feel real with her trembling hands. “You are joking…….” Drake rose, glancing at Ronan. “This stupid bet doesn't guarantee you the heir.” A smile crossed Ronan's lips as he puffed smoke but he said nothing.

I watched as Neum and Dylan played together, their laughter melting away every dark thought, every ounce of pain in my heart. This was my family. And no matter what Lia thought, no matter how much she tried to push me away… I would never give up on them. On her. It didn’t matter if she hated me. It didn’t matter if she wanted to erase me from her life. Because one thing was certain—I would never leave. I wasn’t a good man. I was selfish. I was a monster. A devil. And when a devil falls in love, he never lets go. Lia was mine.

"What are you sorry for?" Noah laughed at her reaction. He couldn't comprehend why she was looking like she had done something wrong. "It's just a breakup," he told her. "It's not that serious." Vivienne's expression didn't change much even when she couldn't obviously see how hard he was trying to lighten the mood. He seemed to not know that she was the girl who had an unrequited love towards him. And unrequited love is often etched on your very bones and becomes a part of your soul. You begin to read the object of that unrequited love closely in silence.

he said, his voice thoughtful. I ran my fingers through his hair, a sense of peace settling over me. "Me neither," I admitted. "But perhaps that's the beauty of redemption. It can come in the most unexpected forms." He turned to me, his gaze filled with a love that had deepened with each passing year. "Our story," he began, his voice dropping to a low murmur, "it wasn't perfect, but it was real. It showed the world that love can bloom in the most unexpected places, that even amidst chaos and manipulation, the human heart can find its way home."

"I had never loved any man like I loved you Ethan. And she'd found out about us." "You were playing poor, she was going to get rid of you if it meant I wouldn't destroy the plan of getting married to Julian, so I had to... I had to break up with you. I had to leave. I had to accept such cruel fate that was forced down my throat. Become a trapped worthless wife. But now you're here, I—I feel stupid." "Lia—"

The ink seared as it touched her chest. It wasn’t just a pain of the flesh, it rewrote her. Reached into the marrow, the soul, the stories she didn’t even know she’d told herself. The words burned, etched deeper than scars: She dies unloved. Liora screamed not from agony, but from the violation. The sentence tried to root itself in her, To become truth, Her hands shook as she held the blood-bound book against her ribs.

I stopped trusting people long ago. Life gives you chances through the tests. Opportunity to get up and win at it. They are victorious if one can face the harshest truths they unravel over time. Else it is the end of everything. We did it. We aced the test. It was time for a reward now. That has just begun. Noah Parker will be rewarded with his share of misery very soon. Life is not always cherry blossoms, smiles, and giggles all the time. You get the taste of both worlds. The one you wanted for yourself. And the other you wanted for someone else.

I have a bad hunch it was Amalia; she never returned home, and I had no idea where she was. I stayed at a faraway place for weeks until I had had enough and just donated all the money to an orphanage. Nevertheless, I was mugged on the street and the money that I had left for myself was stolen. I was bewildered. I was bored with living, and I never felt comfortable in the presence of anyone. I am a dead person wandering through the frigid streets. Until I remembered Everson, the only person who loved me in my most difficult state, but then I was a walking disaster, and I betrayed him as well, realizing that I could never love anyone without lying and hurting them.

Osama gave her a kiss on her cheek and grinned telling her it was her gift as he was bankrupt to which Aamina called him a miser and their bickering started again. Just like that the whole day went by but Mustafa never came. There wasn't a single message either. She was hurt by him but now she convinced her heart taking this as a reason to unlove him... That he doesn't care for her and now she can convince her heart to undo her love. Only if she knew that it's not easy to undo love so easily. The love she did, happens once in a lifetime and it was too late to undo her feelings. She was lying on her bed when someone knocked on the door twice. Knowing who it was, she covered herself with a bla