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Sheila's POV "Sheila, go to table five and take their orders. It's been very busy today, and you've been standing around doing nothing. Sheila, are you even listening to me?" "Sheila!" I was startled when I heard someone shout my name. I didn't realize I was being called. I was just lost in my own world, drowning in sadness. "Are you alright?" Diana, my coworker, asked. I quickly wiped away the tears that had slipped from my eyes and forced a smile, "Yes, I'm fine. What did you say?" She glanced at me for a moment and shrugged, "Well, you need to fix your face and go take the order for Table five." "Okay, I'll do that right away. Thanks." I went to the restroom, and when I looked at myself in the mirror, I started crying again at the sight of my sad reflection. How could he do this to me? What did I do to deserve this kind of betrayal? I took out my engagement ring from my pocket and stared at it, mumbling, "Why is life so unfair to me?” and my mind wandered back to
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Sheila's POV “Alan…” I whispered unbelievably. He froze and turned to meet my gaze. “Sheila! What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at work?” He said and got up to quickly dress up. Phoebe scowled at me and used the bed sheet to cover her nudity, refusing to move an inch or show any atom of remorse. She even had the guts to try to drag Alan back to the bed but Alan refused and wore his shorts, looking at me with a surprised expression. “Why?” That was the only word I could say to Alan as I stared at the only man I had ever loved in my life. The pain of his betrayal was too much for me to bear as I collapsed to the floor looking at him with tears in my eyes. I had gone through a lot of phases in my life but this one right here was very hard for me to accept. “I..I…We…” “You don't need to explain anything to her, babe,” Phoebe suddenly interrupted Alan and glared at me. “What were you actually thinking, Sheila? That you would eventually marry Alan and play the Cinde
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Sheila's POV "Are you still here, Sheila? What's wrong with you? If you weren't feeling well today, why did you come to work? You are making the other girls do your job!" Diana shouted angrily at me, snapping me back to reality. I didn't even realize how long I had spent in the resting room. "Sorry," I mumbled and quickly fixed my face. Even though I wanted to stay with my mother at the hospital today because I didn't feel like coming to work, I had no choice but to show up because my job was all I had at the moment. I stared at the engagement ring Alan had given me one last time before flushing it down the toilet. Good riddance to bad rubbish! I left the restroom and headed over to Table five to take their orders, but another waitress was already attending to them. Feeling relieved, I started to head back to the kitchen when I was asked to take Table Seven's order. Why couldn't I just get a break, and have a moment to myself? Switching into my professional work etiquettes, I pu
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Sheila's POV “Here comes the bride! Here comes the bride!”Phoebe's voice echoed in the living room as she sang obnoxiously loud. Her presence fueled my anger and made my blood boil. How could she be sitting there smiling after what she had done?“Why are you back home so early?” Fiona, my stepmother, inquired as soon as she saw me enter the house."I...I got fired," I confessed reluctantly.She walked over to me and slapped me hard across the face. “That is for laying your filthy hands on my precious daughter!”Phoebe smirked at me, grinning widely while my father, who was reading his newspaper, shook his head in disappointment. I wished I could disappear as tears welled up in my eyes, threatening to spill over.“You're just pathetic! Look at you, unable to even keep a simple job as a waitress. How did you expect to keep a man then? I'm certain you deliberately wanted to get fired because of what happened earlier this morning," Fiona sneered.I remained silent, knowing arguing with
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Sheila's POV "Where did you go? Were you planning on running away?" My father angrily yelled at me.I held my stinging cheek and explained, "No, Father, I went to see Mother.""Enough! Go upstairs and change already. I don't want to hear anything about that woman," he shouted.I went to my room and found a plain white dress laid out on my bed. It completely lacked any elegance or resemblance to a wedding gown, but I didn't care. If this was what they wanted me to wear, then so be it."Do you like your wedding dress, dear sister?" Phoebe sneered as she appeared at the door, bursting into laughter at the sight of me in the dress."Oh my goodness, you look so hideous! If I were the groom, I'd abandon you at the altar and never look back," Phoebe mocked, her laughter ringing through the room."I hope you're satisfied now. Alan is all yours, and I'm marrying the man you were supposed to marry. I hope you are happy?""Absolutely! You know I did you a favor. You couldn't even keep Alan happ
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Andrew's POVI got to my room and slammed the door shut. Sheila really knew how to push one's buttons. How dare she speak to me like that in front of my staff?She needed to learn that no one had the audacity to address me in such a condescending manner."It's only temporary, Andrew. Once you uncover who's targeting Evelyn, you can dissolve this farce of a marriage," I reassured myself, trying to calm down.Grabbing my phone, I dialed Killian's number. He answered after the first ring, "Hello Andrew, what's going on?""Killian, I need you to make arrangements to bring Evelyn down to this city. I'll be staying here for a while, and I want her close to me.""Whoa, I thought you were just visiting your parents. How did they manage to convince you to stay?""It's a long story. Just do as I've asked, and remember... discreetly. I'll explain everything to you later.”I hung up and sank onto my bed. It felt like an eternity since I last visited Evelyn in the hospital. I knew Killian, her pe
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Simeon's POVMia nodded. "Yes, I still have it. The nuns always said it was valuable, that it could fetch a lot of money. They thought it meant my family was wealthy. I held on to it, hoping that one day, I could find my family and with their assistance, help all the children at the orphanage. Unfortunately, I didn't get my wish as I never found them."The room seemed to hold its breath. Mrs. Lannister looked at her husband, her hands trembling as she whispered,"Could we see it? The pendant?" Her voice sounded urgent, almost pleading.I couldn't help but wonder why she was so interested in Mia's pendant. Before Mia could respond, Molly scoffed from across the table.“Are you really going to believe her cock-and-bull story?” she asked sharply. “It sounds like something straight out of a children's storybook. It's obvious she’s just fishing for sympathy.”Gwen chimed in, her voice dripping with disdain. “Aunty is right. She’s probably just trying to get something out of you, Mrs. Lanni
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Simeon's POVDinner continued, but the uneasy feeling in the air was hard to miss. Andrew's father kept glancing at Grandpa, clearly curious and waiting for him to say something. It was obvious he was eager to find out about the big announcement Grandpa had been hinting at for a while. Andrew’s father leaned in slightly, his voice low but insistent. “What is it you wanted to announce, Father?” he asked, his tone betraying his impatience. Grandpa didn’t flinch. He simply leaned back in his chair, his hands folding in front of him, as if savoring the moment. “I’ll tell you after dinner, and when Andrew gets here,” Grandpa replied firmly, leaving no room for argument. Andrew’s father, clearly not satisfied with the answer, still attempted to probe further. “But—” Molly, sensing the displeased look on Grandpa's face, shot her husband a warning look. She leaned toward him and whispered something in his ear. His jaw tightened, but after a moment, he leaned back in his chair, his p
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Sheila's POVDinner was served, and though the table was filled with smiles and laughter, the atmosphere was far from perfect. We all sat around, pretending we belonged in this picture-perfect family, but deep down, we all knew the cracks were visible to anyone paying attention.Grandma, always the one to keep the peace, cleared her throat. "Mia, are you enjoying the meal?" she asked with a smile, her eyes filled with gentle curiosity.Mom smiled back warmly. "Yes, it’s delicious. Everything tastes great."But from across the table, Gwen muttered just loud enough for everyone to hear, her words dripping with sarcasm. "Well, of course, she would like the food. She probably never eats anything like this anywhere else."The room fell silent for a moment. Everyone heard it, and I could feel the tension rising as Gwen’s brother, sitting next to her, unsuccessfully tried to stifle a laugh.Grandpa shot Gwen a stern look, his voice low but firm. "Gwen, be very careful with your words."Simeo
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Sheila's POVA few days later... “Maybe you should carry the blue purse,” Mom suggested, inspecting my choices. “It’s elegant but not too much for a family dinner.” I nodded. “You think? I was leaning toward the black one, but I don’t want to look too... serious.” She chuckled. “No, sweetie. The blue one is perfect for tonight.” The sound of a car horn interrupted us, signaling that Simeon had arrived to pick us up. I exchanged a quick smile with Mom before we made our way to the car. “Good evening, ladies,” Simeon greeted us warmly as we climbed in, offering a charming smile. He immediately turned to Mom. “You look absolutely stunning, as always, Mia.” Mom smiled at the compliment, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Thank you, Simeon,” she replied warmly. “You also look handsome.” Simeon flashed a grin, his usual playful self, then turned to me. “And Sheila, you’re looking lovely as well. I must say, you’re both a sight to behold.” I laughed lightly. “Drop the act, Sime
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Evelyn's POVSimeon and I both turned toward the voice that had just spoken from the doorway, and to my surprise, it was my father, standing tall with my mother beside him. I smiled, my heart swelling with happiness that they had come to see me, and was about to greet them when everything shifted in an instant. Before I could process what was happening, my father angrily walked to Simeon and slapped him across the cheek. My breath caught in my throat as I gasped in shock, unable to believe what I had just witnessed. "Father!" I exclaimed, horrified by the sudden slap. My mother immediately came to sit beside me, and placed a calming hand on my arm, her voice low and firm. "Don't get involved, Evelyn," she whispered, her gaze not leaving my father. "Let your father handle this."I watched as my father began to scold Simeon, his tone harsh. "Why do you insist on disturbing my daughter's peace? She's married to Andrew now, Simeon. You have no place in her life. Why don't you let her b
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Simeon’s POV I left Sheila’s room after the unexpected dinner invitation from Grandma, and headed back to Evelyn's room. I wondered if Andrew had already gone to see her. I knocked lightly on Evelyn’s door before pushing it open. To my surprise, she was awake, her face pale under the soft light of the room. She lay in bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling, a distant look in them as though she was lost in thought. I walked over and sat beside her. “How are you feeling?” I asked softly. Evelyn blinked, slowly turning her head to meet my gaze. “I’m fine,” she replied warmly. “I just… can’t feel my legs,” she added softly, almost like she was saying it to herself more than to me. “I tried asking the nurse that attended to me, but she didn't say anything about it. Did the doctor tell you anything?” I averted my eyes, unsure of how to proceed. The doctor’s words had been clear, and I knew I had to tell her the truth. But I wasn’t sure if I could bear seeing her crumble under the wei
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Simeon’s POV I stepped into the room, letting the door close softly behind me. “Sheila,” I said softly, drawing their attention. Sheila turned her head, a small smile forming on her lips. “Simeon. Hi.” Mia also turned and stood up to hug me warmly. “Simeon,” she exclaimed and held my hand, bringing me closer to Sheila. “How are you feeling, Sheila?” I asked, stepping closer. “I’m fine now,” she replied, her voice steady but subdued. “Thanks to you.” Mia turned to me, her eyes brimming with gratitude. “Thank you, Simeon,” she said earnestly. “For saving my daughter... for saving me. If anything had happened to my daughter... I don’t think I would have survived it.” I shook my head lightly. “Nothing will happen to either of you. And it wasn’t just me. Andrew deserves just as much credit. He mobilized his men and put everything into the rescue.” At the mention of Andrew, Sheila’s smile faltered. Her expression grew distant, her gaze dropping to her hands. I sighed qui
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Andrew's POVI stepped back as Sheila’s mother burst into the room, calling her name with tears in her eyes. She enveloped Sheila in a tight hug, her voice shaking with relief.Without saying a word, I quietly turned and stepped outside, easing the door shut behind me to allow them their mother-daughter moment. I leaned against the doorframe, letting my head rest lightly against it as I closed my eyes. The ache in my chest felt heavier than I’d expected. I knew Sheila would reject me. In fact, I’d prepared myself for it—or so I thought. I knew I’d hurt her deeply, more than I could ever make up for. But even with all that knowledge, hearing her say those words... “I can’t accept your love.”...it cut deeper than I imagined. Her question kept replaying in my head, like a haunting echo I couldn’t silence. “Did you realize your love for me now because Evelyn confessed her love for Simeon?” The truth was indeed hard to tell. It had taken Evelyn’s confession to rip away the blinde
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Sheila's POV When I opened my eyes, the bright white walls and the sterile smell of disinfectant immediately told me where I was. The hospital.....I was in the hospital.I tried to move, but a sharp pain throbbed in my head, forcing me to groan softly. Turning my head carefully to the side, I saw someone seated beside me. Their arms were folded on the edge of the bed, and their head was bowed down, resting on their forearms. The figure looked tired, as if sleep had come to them after a long, restless night. My vision was blurry, making it hard to see who it was. I blinked a few times, but it didn’t help much, so I used my hand to gently wipe my eyes. Once my vision cleared, I reached out and lightly touched the person’s arm. The figure stirred, jerking up in an instant. Andrew’s face appeared, his features haggard and his hair slightly disheveled. He looked like he hadn’t slept properly in days. As soon as he saw me, he started shouting in his half-asleep state. "Doctor! D
