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So she felt extremely heartbroken when she realized they were somehow involved in her parents' death. Leila patted Rui's hands and softly said, “Jealousy is a poison. It consumed her heart to the point that she wanted to compete with you over anything.” Phyllis nodded in agreement. “Just like how you desire to be a loving mother and wife, she desires to be better than you. It's an obsession rooted with malice.”

"Well. That’s a first." Ingrid doesn’t move. She should. She should look away, should turn, should pretend this doesn’t mean anything. But she doesn’t. Because she knows it does. My fucking young adult is jealous of a lady almost twice her age, over a man who's exactly twice her age. And she hates that bitter Truth she can't hide from herself, if she can to anyone else. I watch her, trying to read the flickers of emotion beneath the carefully controlled exterior. There's another emotion she's trying to hide aside Jealousy. Is it anger? Embarrassment? Something else?

It was a pathetic act, he was blatantly showing off his interest to that scrawny girl—totally pissing his guts off. Fuck! What did he see in that flimsy prawn, she look like shit! He's much prettier than her and that would cause them to fight and he'll get broken—totally broken and. Fuck! I'm much better than that prawn! He grit his teeth realizing that his jealousy was creeping into his spine which totally caught him off guard.

ADAM’S POV I just can’t stand looking at Aria and Nathan enjoying each other’s company; their laughter and playful banter slicing through me like a knife. Each shared smile and moment of connection between them feels like a betrayal, fueling the fire of envy burning within me. The intensity of my emotions is overwhelming, a searing pain in my chest that makes it hard to breathe. I feel a profound sense of helplessness, as if I’m on the verge of being consumed by the flames, my jealousy threatening to turn me into ashes.

“She lied to me, Ruby. She's a backstabber. That's unforgivable. Why should I keep someone like her as a friend? She was literally fucking the boy I wanted behind me!” My heart ached. I felt it once again. The feelings of being inadequate. I know it wasn't her fault that she was wanted, but why couldn't I be as good as she was to others? Why wouldn't they notice me in that manner? Ivy didn't even need to try too hard for people to be at her beck and call, only a glance from her and everyone would start falling over. Trust me, I wasn't jealous of all the attention she was getting—well, maybe a little bit jealous, but hey, I believed I had every right to be.

Each gift Susan unveiled stoked the fires of envy burning inside her. Never in her wildest dreams did she think an unattractive, mute girl was actually the gem of the Madrigal family. A yearning crept over Eve. If only she could stand in Emily’s place and soak up all that affection. Jealousy flickered in her eyes, and she started plotting how to connect with Emily. Having offended Emily before, she needed a chance to set things right and do whatever it took to become friends with her. Applause rippled through the room, and Eve had no choice but to clap along, even if every beat of her hands betrayed her envy.

I knew at that moment that I had just crossed my boundary. ////////////////////////////////// Okay, so I have decided to give each chapter a status Frenzy(easy to write) Cranky( not easy) Frenzy but a little Cranky, you know what that is. This is imperfection, the first trilogy.

“Thanks to your spoiled attitude, you caused your mother to die and yet you haven't changed. You're still causing trouble and now Shawn has to clean up your mess.” “Funny,” Jade chortled, her eyes glinting with mischief. “You think that'd get to me? Well, all I see is an envious whiny little kitten who has watched me get everything she's ever wanted without lifting a finger. I bet you're still traumatized from all the disappointed gazes from Daddy and Mommy as they ask you whether I have two heads. I may be a spoiled little brat who causes trouble wherever I go but at least I am not a goody-two-shoes who spends her life pining for her father's love but gets nothing all because ‘a girl child

DAHLIA Poor Judah, she thought to herself as she bathed in the natural pool, watching as the Gamma wolf gathered wood for the fire; he had a stupid grin plastered to his face and was walking a little funny; after the seventh time they'd fucked his left nut had disappeared completely, riding so far up into his body, she wondered if it was lodged in his throat, his voice was certainly deeper.