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That was why she knew that he was not a good person. Before that, she had only overlooked it because of Howard. Gemma said nothing further and headed upstairs. She called her assistant to get to the bottom of this matter. In fact, the truth was no longer that easy to uncover. The girl involved had already suffered injustice. The man who saved her was branded a criminal. When she stepped forward to tell the truth, she was shamed, insulted, and called vile names. All of it crushed her. In the end, in despair, she chose to end her own life.

"You fucking liar, Felicia Cooper! Your brother's dead now because the doctors failed to save him! I hope you spend the rest of your life wallowing in regret!" I cried out in despair, letting out a muffled groan through the thick fabric. Tears streamed down my face. I hated Dylan with every fiber of my being. I swore that I never wanted to see him again if there was an afterlife. The doorlock beeped. The countdown also reached zero. My consciousness faded. As I fell to the ground, the door was pushed open. Dylan walked in with a birthday cake in his hands, his voice light and cheery as he said, "See? I told you that you wouldn't die. You're still alive and kicking, aren't you? Happy b—"

He broke that part inside me that no one could ever fix, not even me. I want to live; I have a right to be happy and live my life however I could but his memories were a kind of drug that wouldn't allow me to do that, it always pulled me back to that point where I end up being swallowed whole by those moments which I desperately want to forget. "Miss. Ellis," I heard Darcy call me which pulled me back to reality, I looked up at her and saw her with files in her hands, I stood up from the chair and walked towards my office which has become Arthur's now.

"I've learned my lesson! I'll never trust that software again! Please forgive me. Come back and live with me, alright? I won't favor anyone anymore. You're my only son. Whatever you want, I'll buy it for you. Okay?" Her eyes overflowed with tears. However, when she reached me, she grasped nothing but empty air. I sighed softly. Ignoring her desperate cries, I turned and walked away. A faint breeze drifted across the bedside. My notebook fell to the floor. It was the only thing she had kept of mine. Inside, she had written countless confessions. [I will never show favoritism again. My good son… Will you still be my child in the next life? I promise I'll be a good mother.]

"I'm just here for business. Where is Megan? Not with you?" He flinched, clutching his head. "Don't mention her. She is a liar and a cheater. After we broke up, I was so broken that I dated her. That was the worst mistake of my life. She drank and cheated on me, while her dad hounded me for money. I've been living in hell." I was unmoved. That was his choice, and he had to bear the consequences. "I've thought a lot these years," he continued. "I was wrong. If you'd just give me a chance, we could..."

A woman living in sorrow, guilt, sadness, and pain. A woman who chooses others rather than herself. A woman whom they call brave and outrageous. A woman of hope, as what they say, but what they don’t know is, she is hopeless. Drowning in her misery. *** “Should I choose you over her then?” he asked me. “No Drake. The question should be, ‘Should I choose ME… over you?” “What—“ “That’s the right question, Drake. That’s the perfect question.”

There's are a few themes which will be present in this part unlike the last, there are: 📌child molestation, 📌incest, 📌suicide 📌rape, 📌explicit content. 📌dark 📌violence I am writing this book because I felt people need to know. *This chapter might cause people to be triggered read with caution and no rude comment* Thank you . "You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, who had ever been alive." ~James Baldwin

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Even when waiting for what the doctor would say, I couldn't calm down. When the doctor sighed heavily, I gasped. "Your baby's hold is weak, Miss. You can't be tired and you might have miscarriage," she said softly, but my eyes grew wider. One wrong move, and I will lose my baby. "What are you doing lately?" she asked. My tongue suddenly felt numb, but I still forced myself to speak. "I'm working as a waitress," I replied softly. She shook her head and wrote on her prescription.

She took out all his clothes to settle them back properly but found a pile of books behind. Mishka stared at those books, some of them were her books while all the other books and magazines were on Depression, especially on Melancholic Depression, the type of depression she suffered from. She also spotted a diary beside the books which she saw in Christian’s hand a few times before. She took it out and upon opening it, she found Christian’s handwriting.