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CHRIS’ POVThe investigation was a mess—a chaotic tangle of false leads and unanswered questions that left me restless and irritable. The frustration coiled inside me like a spring wound too tight, threatening to snap.I needed answers. More than that, I needed someone to blame, someone to vent this unbearable pressure on. My thoughts kept circling back to Judy.I had been so busy in the investigation that I had not been in contact with Judy. I believed she might have liked the distance for I had not seen her trying to get my attention. This time, I was planning to go the extra mile in my torture. Yeah, I knew that I was a psycho but I was helpless. I was changed not only because of my father’s death, but also because of something that had happened to me when… Never mind! I just needed to find Judy.Her cryptic expressions, the lies she had told, the confusion she had sown—all of it was infuriating. I grabbed my phone, ready to call her and demand an explanation. As the phone rang,
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CHRIS’ POVUsing the powerful influence and resources of my family, it didn’t take long to locate the warehouse where Judy was being held captive. The moment I confirmed her location, I didn’t hesitate—I bolted toward the site with a single-minded focus, the thought of her terrified and alone consuming me. My pulse thundered as I approached the crumbling structure, its rusted walls streaked with decay and jagged glass glinting like sinister teeth in the broken windows. The air seemed to hum with foreboding, thick and suffocating. I didn’t let myself hesitate.With every ounce of strength, I drove my foot into the warped door, which groaned before crashing open. The inside reeked of dampness and neglect, shadows pooling in every corner. My breath hitched as my eyes darted across the chaos—splintered furniture, tattered curtains swaying in a ghostly breeze. And then, amidst the wreckage, I saw her.Judy sat on the cold concrete floor, her disheveled hair clinging to her tear-streaked
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JUDY’S POV“Acting all innocent now, are we?” a gruff voice sneered.It was a night that started out ordinary, a quiet evening where nothing seemed out of the ordinary—until everything spiralled into a nightmare. I had been held captive for what felt like an eternity, though it had likely only been hours. Fear clawed at my chest as I was in the dingy warehouse, surrounded by leering faces, each more menacing than the last. Their cruel laughter echoed in the empty space, sending chills down my spine. I curled up, my body trembling with the weight of impending doom.When the boss stepped closer, his predatory gaze locking onto me. My heart raced, my thoughts a chaotic blur. I was paralysed, the fight draining from me with every second that ticked by. I had never felt so helpless. Then, just as the tension reached its peak, the door to the warehouse burst open with a deafening crash.For a moment, I couldn’t process what was happening. My head snapped toward the source of the noise, an
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JUDY’S POVWhen the fog of shock and fear finally began to lift, clarity swept over me like a tidal wave. The moment my mind cleared, I felt the rage bubbling up from deep inside, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. I turned on Chris, fury burning in my chest, and spat the truth at him, “This was all because of you!”At first, Chris looked completely clueless, his brow furrowed in confusion, but it didn’t matter. I was done holding it in. I was done being passive. I was done pretending that everything would be fine. This nightmare wasn’t just some unfortunate event—it was a direct result of his reckless actions.“The person behind all this," I said, voice shaking with frustration, “is Katarina. It’s all her doing." The words left my mouth like venom, and I watched his face for any flicker of surprise. When the boss had come into the warehouse at that time, he had received a call from Katarina. He even mentioned her name.I was boiling with rage at that time thinking how could a girl
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CHRIS’ POVAs Judy began to compose herself, I noticed a shift in her demeanour. Her trembling slowed, and her tear-streaked face hardened as though she had flipped an invisible switch. Vulnerability was replaced by defiance, the raw emotions she had shared with me retreating behind walls I could almost see building before my eyes. It was like she realised, mid-sob, that she had let her guard down too much and decided to pull herself together. I should have seen it as strength, a proof to her resilience after everything she had just endured. But instead, something about it drove me mad.I didn’t understand the rage that welled up inside me. Maybe it was guilt—deep, suffocating guilt—for being the reason she was in this mess to begin with. Perhaps it was frustration at myself for not being able to fix things, to protect her properly. Or maybe it was the twisted way my brain processed the situation, channelling my emotions in the worst possible direction. Whatever it was, I lashed ou
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JUDY’S POVChris' revenge on Katarina was not just an act of retaliation but a methodical unravelling of her control. He struck where it hurt her most—her pride and reputation. Chris' plan unfolded with calculated precision, striking Katarina where it would hurt the most—her reputation. It began discreetly but carried an undeniable force. Armed with evidence he had painstakingly gathered during his investigation, Chris anonymously unveiled the truth about her. Documents and screenshots exposed her history of bullying, underhanded schemes, and the intricate web of blackmail she had woven to maintain her power.The school, once under her sway, turned against her almost instantly. Whispers spread like wildfire, and Katarina, who had once commanded attention and admiration, found herself the target of disgust and disdain. The carefully curated image of the queen bee shattered, leaving her influence in ruins. Overnight, her name became synonymous with deceit, her reign of terror toppled
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JUDY’S POVThat night, I replayed the conversation with Chris repeatedly in my head, dissecting every word. Was I too harsh? Did I let my emotions get the best of me? The questions swirled endlessly, but no matter how I tried to soften the edges, one truth remained clear: Chris needed to hear what I said. Every word, every accusation was justified. For far too long, I had been caught in the emotional chaos he created, subjected to his whims, his anger, and his misplaced guilt. It was about time he faced the consequences of his actions, just as I had.Yes, his actions against Katarina were bold, even commendable. Exposing her cruelty and taking her down was a victory for everyone she had tormented, myself included. But it didn’t erase the pain Chris caused me. It didn’t undo the humiliation of being dragged into the centre of a storm that wasn’t mine to begin with. Moreover, it certainly didn’t absolve him of the careless way he had treated me—vacillating between moments of kindness
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CHRIS’ POVThe tension between Judy and me had reached an unbearable peak. Days had passed since our last confrontation, yet the echoes of our bitter words lingered in my mind. We avoided each other as if the mere sight of one another would reignite the fury that had burned so brightly. It was a stalemate of resentment and guilt. Judy was angry, and rightfully so—I had crossed every line, insulted her dignity, and humiliated her in a way I could never take back.Calling her a slut was not just an outburst—it was cruel and undeserved. I had lashed out at her in the heat of the moment, blaming her for everything, as if she bore the responsibility for the chaos in my life. The truth, though, was painfully clear; it was my fault. I had failed to protect her, failed to address the real threat, and instead redirected my frustration onto the one person who didn’t deserve it.Judy, however, was done being a victim of my misplaced rage. She carried herself with a great resolve, ignoring me wh
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