The Love I Couldn't See
Her silky hair was a mess. Her makeup, ruined. Her dress wrinkled like she slept on it. She was there, but her mind, elsewhere. Her eyes went to me. Her lips curled into a lazy smile. In every step she gave, my heart sank thinking she would fall.
“What happened to you? Are you okay?” I rushed towards her
Her face twisted with disgust. “Oh, perfect Bella. The golden girl. Always correct. Always the best.”
“What…”
“Perfect Bella. Has the best grades. She doesn't have to fight to get into college, colleges fight over her.”
“Emma, you are drunk.”
“Perfect Bella doesn't drink. She is as pure as water. Saint Bella.” Her eyes glinted. “Perfect Bella doesn't sleep with her best friend's husband.” My body froze as a wave of chill ran through my spine.
“What… what are you talking about?”
She leaned in, her breath thick with alcohol, “Where do you think Marcus is? Why do you think I can barely walk straight? Is it hard to believe he took me and not you to that bad that was supposed to be yours?” My heart clenched. Tears started forming in my eyes. It didn't take long till they gave up to gravity. He… he didn't. We'd promised this morning. He couldn't.
“He wouldn't.”
*****
It's been a year, but the scars are still there. My past echoing in my head reminding me of everything that happened since that day.
Every time I open my eyes in the morning to see... nothing.
“You only get hurt by the ones you love the most.”
“You only get betrayed by the ones you trust the most.”
What happens when these two misbeliefs collide?
*****
I hope I wrote this book good enough to make you feel it.
Obrigada.☺️
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Chapter: I'm The Queen Christine's pov “What do you mean you couldn’t?” I snapped. My voice echoed against the high walls of the penthouse, slicing through the silence like a blade. It was a simple chore. Get rid of Bella. That was it. What’s so difficult about dealing with a walking disaster in borrowed skin? “She went out…” Carl mumbled, eyes cast downward like a dog waiting for a beating. “And why didn't you follow her, genius?” “She went out… with Edward.” what? With my Edward? The words slammed into my chest like a metal door. My blood started to boil just by listening to that plague’s name again. For a moment I stood there, blinking, trying to control the tremor in my hands. Bella. Bella. That wretched, clingy name again and again. I began pacing the room, my heels thudding against the marble floor. The fury was simmering now, growing hotter with every step. “This is bad,” I muttered. “That Bella person… she’s not just a threat. She’s a time bomb.” I had plotted a perfect plan. A flawless, sur
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Chapter: Family Bella's pov I opened my eyes—finally a good night of sleep. No idea if it was out of exhaustion or just because of the fact that after three chaotic days I could finally breathe like a normal person. My eyes roamed around. I was in that same blurry and shapeless room, but it no longer felt foreign, out of place. I reached out blindly, fumbling for my glasses on the nightstand. Once I slipped them on, the world cleared. And the first thing I saw? The painting by the window. The Feeling of Home. That’s what I named it. We finished it yesterday. A mix of soft colors and open shapes, the kind of thing that wraps you in warmth—like a hug, or fingers gently brushing against yours. It was everything I wanted this house to feel like. Everything I wanted to give to everyone that will have a place in that sweet project. I sat up and sighed, stretching the heaviness out of my limbs. “Today is going to be different,” I whispered like a prayer. That's when my phone buzzed. The screen lit up
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Chapter: PlanUnknown's pov “Talk, Cleo.” I snapped, glaring at that useless maid. It has been almost a week and she still hasn't provided a well detailed report of what's going on in that mansion. “Edward keeps working everyday, all day to recover from…” she lowered her gaze. “The incident five years ago.” I took a slow step towards her. The sharp click of my heels echoed through the room, each tap louder than the last. Her body trembled under my gaze. I know perfectly what that look is. That could only mean one thing—fear. “You are hiding things from me.” I stopped just inches from her. “What else, Cleo? You gotta have more than that.” She dug deep into her thoughts, a big frown appearing on her face. “There is a girl… Bella.” The name came out of her mouth like venom. “She is always doing too much, doing chores that are not meant to her… cooks every day. Everyone likes her. She is… dangerous. We have to get rid of her.” A slow, wished smile crept through my lips. “Oh, really? And why is t
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Chapter: HomeEdward's pov Bella was still lost in her own world when my phone buzzed. I pulled it out, glanced at the screen. I was Bryan. He never calls to give good hews. I let out a sigh and answered, “Talk, Bryan.” “Sir. The investor is already on my neck. I have no idea what to do now. They… they don't want to give us time. They want it for two days. That's all I could get. I know you could have got more b… but you didn't show up today.” he paused, “Sir? Sir Wills…” I disconnected the call. My jaw tightened slightly. My hand went to the back of my head, fingers raking through my hair, but nothing could smooth out the frustration building inside me. “Sir…” Bella's voice came gently. I looked at her—opened his mouth, but nothing came out. “Tell me what happened.” I whispered. I sighed. How do I tell her? How do I tell her that I'm a failure? Even after five years, I didn't recover. “I… my company is almost bankrupt.” The words left my mouth at least. “I have no idea what to do.” She fli
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Chapter: CareEdward's pov Tears began to fall from my eyes as I remembered everything Christiane had done to me. Her promises. Her lies. It had been so obvious, but I insisted on ignoring the truth. Her love was never real. I was nothing but a pawn in her game. Me. Sarah. My family. How was I supposed to trust after that? Why would I let myself care, only to feel the same pain? Bella's hand reached up to my face, gently wiping the tears that wouldn't stop coming. It had been so long since the last time I cried. Since the last time I showed myself to show weakness. I caught her hand and turned away. “I'm sorry. I was not supposed to…” “It's okay,” her voice came soft. “it's okay to cry sometimes. Look at me. I do it all the time.” She let out a small laugh. “Crying doesn't mean you are weak. It means you are strong enough to admit that it hurts.” I looked at her. Tears were falling from her eyes too. She is too much for the world I live in. Too kind—especially after what I'd done to her. I c
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Chapter: TearsEdward's pov She wiped her tears and put on her glasses again. “You thought I was flirting with your brother… how would I give myself another chance to get hurt. To suffer. To feel the pain of being hurt by a person who was supposed to love me… try only to be misjudged, betrayed…” Her voice trembled at the end. “people hurt.” I wanted to say something, anything—but I had already said too much. And no words would undo the damage I'd caused . The sound of the door opening broke the heavy silence. George walked in with a weak smile that didn't reach his eyes. “It's great to see you awake, Miss Bella. How do you feel?” “I feel…” she paused, searching for words, “alive… Weak, but alive.” “Do you mind if I check your pulse?” Her eyes flicked to me. Her face was blank. For the first time she was unreadable. “Why would I mind?” she said flatly. Echoing my own words from before. “You are still weak, miss Bella.” He gently took her wrist and checked her purse . “You'll have to stay…” “I
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