Novel & Cerita Unfortunately Yours Tessa Bailey

*TESSA* I stared at Kayla in awe. “I…I didn’t mean for that to happen…maybe he didn’t mean it..”I said. “Whether you did it on purpose or not,you made him fall in love with you.” “I really don’t know how to make you think otherwise and I really don’t want any trouble…I have to get going.”I picked up my bag and turned to leave. “Tessa,you’re evil.You’re an intruder who always ruins people’s relationship!I hope you burn in hell!”She screamed.

“Let me dig. Quietly. I’ll pull her phone records if I have to. Check who she was talking to.” Tessa shook her head, stepping back. “You always say that,” she said, voice breaking just a little. “Everyone does. Wait. Be patient. Trust the process. And then something happens. Roman gets shot. Grayson gets stabbed. Nandini collapses.” Davin reached for her arm. “Tessa—” She pulled away. “I’m done waiting.” She turned, walking fast toward the ballroom. Davin watched her go, hand still outstretched. He felt it then—that sinking certainty in his gut. He was about to lose control of the day. And there was nothing he could do to stop it.

I would never show you the Jane you betrayed before. Desiree ruined our friendship. She was the one who send the videos to my admirer way back the days when we're in our first year highschool. She's the reason why I've been bullied on my past school. She's the reason why I had my trust issues and she's the reason why people looked at me as if I'm one of the worst student because of the scandal posted online. It's all her fault.

So now I'm not avoiding you because you promised me that you would stop calling me if I were to answer. I’m responding. It’s time to stop thinking about us and calling us. It's time for you to focus on Evan Hightower. You have your whole life ahead of you. I know you feel like you have another person living inside of you. Who tries to subject you to evil and that you feel like you can't control. It's like a shadow lurking that deceives you and makes you do horrible things, and then you can’t remember them the next day.

"I don't understand. What are you talking about? What has Tessa done?" “Tessa." The name was puke in my mouth. "Are you truly blind? Your 'sweet' daughter is nothing but a lying deceiver, a user of people and a woman who discards men when they become useless to her.” She drew back, as if I'd belted her across the face. Her fists constricted at her sides, not quite as if she held onto something to keep herself anchored. "No. no, you're wrong. Tessa is a good-hearted girl, kind. She would never-”

I’d overworked myself at the beginning of the week until I ran out of work to do. I was packing up for the day when my phone rang with a message. It was from Tyler, and it was a link to a video. Curious, I tapped on the link. I was confused when the first thing I saw was Bailey’s face. Why was Tyler sending me something that had to do with Bailey when he knew how much I didn’t like her?

"Derek—" "No." I spun to face Winter, who flinched slightly at the intensity in my voice. I immediately softened my tone, reminding myself that none of this was her fault. "I'm sorry. But I really am Derek Hale. That man on the screen is my assistant, Peter Chen, and he's staging some kind of corporate coup with my mother's blessing." Winter's smile was kind but patronizing. "Okay. Sure. If you say so." "Winter—"

As I thought about this, tears filled my eyes. Upon noticing my distress, Jean initially seemed regretful and wanted to console me. But suddenly, she jumped up in terror and frantically clawed at her back. She screamed hysterically, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry!" Then, without warning, she turned and ran. She headed straight for the window as if she intended to jump out! I was startled at this. Along with a few other classmates who had woken up, I quickly pulled her back. After that incident, I became genuinely concerned about her mental state. I decided not to push her as I had with Willow. Instead, I quietly observed her, worried she might harm herself.

"If I find out you've been lying to me, I'll make sure Rainville becomes unlivable for you." The police slammed the table. "Enough. Do you have any idea where you are?" Tessa was trembling with fear, but she stubbornly held on. "I'm not lying," she insisted. "I come from a wealthy family." Since she still refused to give up, I simply tossed the property deed onto the table in front of them. I looked at Tessa with mild interest. "That's odd. This deed bears my name. Tessa, you post photos at my house every day and plaster them all over your social media. What exactly are you trying to do?"

Ruiz, aware of Nysaa's past and her struggles, pleaded with the officers to release her. "She needs medical attention," Dr. Ruiz implored, her voice filled with urgency. "Please, she's not well. She's experiencing a severe episode." Nysaa's hallucination had taken a dark turn, and her distress was palpable. She began to hurt herself in the trance, her own nails digging into her skin as tears streamed down her face. She looked visibly shaken, her body trembling with the intensity of her emotions. As the situation spiraled out of control, Nysaa eventually passed out, her body exhausted from the emotional turmoil that had gripped her. Her unconscious form served as a haunting reminder of the de