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CHRIS’ POVWhen I learned Judy was trying to leave me, it felt as though the ground had been yanked out from under me. A part of me wanted to believe it wasn’t true, that this was just my overthinking spiraling into paranoia, but deep down, I knew. The signs were there—the quiet distance in her gaze, the hesitation in her touch, the moments she slipped away, as if carrying a secret she couldn’t share.Rage ignited within me, fierce and blinding. How could she even think about leaving? After everything we had been through, after all I had sacrificed and all we had built together. Yet beneath the anger lurked something far more fragile—fear. Fear of losing her. Fear of being alone again. Fear of facing the darkest parts of myself without the one person who made them bearable.When I confronted her, I could feel the words clawing at my throat, raw and unfiltered. “Are you leaving me?” My voice had been low, yet very harsh, trembling with a mix of anger and desperation I couldn’t cont
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CHRIS’ POVThe soft knock at my door startled me out of my thoughts. My mother stepped inside, her presence warm yet commanding as always. She glanced at the scattered papers on my desk, then at me, and sighed. I could tell she had something on her mind.“Chris,” she began, her tone gentle but firm. “I’ve been talking to Judy.”That caught my attention. I looked up from the mess in front of me. “What about?”“She’s worried about you,” my mother said, sitting on the edge of my bed. “I’ve noticed things haven’t been the same between the two of you lately.”I stiffened, my hands clenching into fists. The truth was, she wasn’t wrong. Judy and I had drifted apart, and it wasn’t entirely her fault. My erratic moods, the episodes I couldn’t control, and my inability to communicate were building walls I didn’t know how to tear down.“She admitted she loves you,” my mother continued, her voice softer now, “but she’s troubled by how distant you’ve become.”That admission hit me like a punch to
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JUDY’S POVThe days on the farm brought a surprising calm to our relationship, like the first signs of spring after a long, harsh winter. Out here, away from the noise and chaos of the city, we found a rhythm that felt natural. Chris seemed lighter, more at ease, and for the first time in a long while, I felt like we were beginning to understand each other again.One evening, as the sun dipped low and bathed the fields in a warm, golden light, we sat together on the porch, reminiscing. The memory came up naturally, an old story we had nearly forgotten; weekends spent on this very farm with Chris’ father when we were younger.“I can still see him,” Chris said softly, his gaze fixed on the horizon. “Standing by the barn, telling us how to hold the tools properly, even though we never got it right.”I chuckled, the memory vivid in my mind. “And how he would laugh when you would pretend to get it wrong just to make me feel better about messing up.”Chris smiled faintly, but the expressio
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CHRIS’ POVThe contradictions in my heart were a storm I couldn’t control, pulling me in different directions until I was left feeling both desperate and lost. I knew I had feelings for Judy. They weren’t shallow or fleeting—they ran deep, carved into the very essence of who I was. But those feelings were tangled in the memories of everything that had happened between us before. The love I felt clashed with the resentment, the guilt, and the shame that lingered like ghosts haunting my every thought.It tore me apart. One moment, I wanted nothing more than to hold her close, to keep her safe and let her know how much she meant to me. The next, I was drowning in anger, not at her, but at myself—at the person I had become and the things I had done to push her away.I didn’t know how to bridge the gap between us. My mind was not like everyone else’s; it didn’t follow the same logic or reason. Ever since the trauma that had marked my childhood, my thoughts and emotions had been warped,
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JUDY’S POVThe days after the confrontation with Chris were enveloped in a heavy silence. Neither of us made any effort to close the growing rift between us. The farmhouse seemed colder, emptier, mirroring the distance that had formed. I withdrew into myself, focusing on helping my father prepare for his interview.Three days later, a glimmer of hope emerged—my father not only attended the interview but passed with flying colours. The relief on his face was palpable, and for the first time in weeks, I saw him smile with genuine happiness. Knowing he would soon have a stable job gave me a sense of pride and reassurance.Today, as we packed to leave the farm and return home, a new determination took root within me. Folding my clothes into my bag, I realised it was time for change. Once we returned, I would discuss my decision with my parents—I needed to move out of Chris’ house. It was the only way to regain my independence and distance myself from the toxic grip he had on my life.T
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JUDY’S POVAs I got home, I could not stop thinking about my meeting with Jason which had started out wonderfully. While replaying the conversation in my mind, I recalled how his humour and candidness had put me at ease, and for a moment, I felt the weight of recent tensions lift. But that sense of peace shattered the moment I caught sight of Chris and Bertrand. The atmosphere had shifted immediately, and I had felt a chill despite the warmth of the café. I recalled Bertrand, standing beside Chris. He had a smug, knowing look, as if he had just confirmed every suspicion he had ever had about me.I could feel their stares burning into me, and for a split second, I had frozen. It was as if I had been caught in the act of some grand betrayal, even though I knew I had done nothing wrong. But their faces told a different story—a story where I was the villain, the one disobeying, deceiving. It was as though Chris and Bertrand’s arrival had turned the café into a courtroom, and I was on
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CHRIS’ POVSeeing Judy and Jason together at the café was like a dagger to the heart. They sat by the window, their heads leaning close as they chatted and laughed, a lightness in their interaction that I hadn’t seen between us in weeks. Jason, ever so smug, had that air of casual confidence about him, while Judy—Judy looked content, almost happy. My stomach twisted as I watched them. My mind screamed at me to storm in, to demand answers, but I couldn’t bring myself to. Instead, I stayed rooted to the spot, staring through the glass like an outsider looking in.I turned and walked away, each step heavier than the last. Every muscle in my body was tense as I fought the urge to go back and confront her. Having Bertrand with me felt like carrying a weight I couldn’t shrug off. His presence was more than just company; it was a constant undercurrent of judgement. I could see it in the way his eyes shifted between Jason and Judy, his smirk barely concealed, as if silently mocking me. H
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JUDY’S POVThe days following our confrontation were tense and suffocating. I carried a heavy sense of injustice in my heart, but I swallowed my grievances with clenched teeth, unwilling to let Chris see how deeply I was affected. Every interaction between us was a delicate balancing act, each word and gesture tinged with an undercurrent of hostility. Our relationship, already strained, plummeted to an all-time low, frozen in a state of silent animosity.Chris’ response to our fractured connection was swift and severe. His need for control seemed to multiply with every passing day. Deciding that he could no longer trust me, he took drastic measures to assert his dominance—he confined me to my room. The walls that had once felt like a haven now closed in on me like a prison, their familiarity warped into a constant reminder of my captivity.“You’re not going anywhere,” Chris said coldly when I protested. “This is for your own good. You need to understand your place.”His words stung,
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JUDY’S POV“Undress, Judy… I’ve missed you too much,” Chris murmured, his voice dripping with seduction, sending a shiver racing down my spine.His charismatic gaze locked onto mine through the screen, pulling me in, making the moment even more electrifying. There was something about the way he watched me, his eyes dark with hunger, that set my pulse racing. It reminded me of that day at his place, the way we had lost ourselves in each other without a care in the world—even when the servants might have caught a glimpse. However tonight, there were no prying eyes, no interruptions. It was just the two of us, wrapped in this intimate connection that defied distance.I obeyed him, slowly peeling away the layers of my clothing, his instructions guiding my movements. It wasn’t just undressing—it felt like a performance, a private striptease meant only for him. I may not have been Demi Moore, but I knew how to play to Chris’ desires, how to tease him until the tension crackled between us
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JUDY’S POVThe timing was uncanny, as though he had been waiting for this very moment. My heart fluttered at the sight of his name lighting up the screen, a rush of anticipation mingled with a hint of unease as I hesitated just long enough before swiping to answer.As the call connected, Chris’ familiar face appeared, framed by the soft glow of his surroundings. Even through the small screen, his presence was undeniable—his sharp features illuminated in a way that made them look almost softer, more inviting. But it was more than just his appearance. There was something in the way he filled the space between us, commanding my attention effortlessly, making everything else fade into the background. The world outside the frame seemed to lose its meaning the moment he looked at me.“How was the party?” he asked, his tone casual but with an undertone of curiosity that I knew all too well.I hesitated for a moment, uncertain of how much to reveal, but then the words spilled out, and I bega
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JUDY’S POVWhen the invitation to the school party had first arrived, I had found myself staring at it with a mix of uncertainty and dread. The memory of past bullying clung to me like an unwelcome ghost, its whispers reminding me that staying away would be the safer, easier choice.But what if history repeated itself? What if I walked into that room, exposed and hopeful, only to face the same ridicule or exclusion I had endured before? The wounds from Jason’s betrayal still ached, scars etched into my confidence, reminding me of how trust could be shattered so easily. Now, the idea of stepping into a space teeming with unfamiliar faces felt like walking into a battlefield unarmed. Anxiety curled in my chest, warring with the faint hope that maybe this time, things could be different.But Chris’ words kept playing in my mind: Go, enjoy yourself, and take care of yourself. His encouragement had given me a strange sense of validation, and I wanted to prove to myself that I could ste
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CHRIS’ POVWhen Judy’s voice drifted through the phone, soft and hesitant, confessing that she missed me, my chest tightened in a way I hadn’t felt in a long time. Those words, simple yet profound, struck a chord so deep it left me momentarily speechless. For days, I had replayed every argument, every moment of tension between us, wondering if I had pushed her too far, if I had lost her for good. Yet here she was, admitting that she missed me.It wasn’t just the words themselves—it was the way she said them, laden with vulnerability and an honesty that seemed to cost her dearly. I could hear the tremor in her voice, the hesitation that spoke volumes about how hard it had been for her to admit it. My heart swelled with a mixture of relief and happiness, emotions I hadn’t allowed myself to fully embrace in weeks.Still, I couldn’t resist teasing her a little, wanting to test the waters of this newfound vulnerability. “How much did you miss me?” I asked, keeping my voice light, though
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JUDY’S POVWow! The silence stretched between us like a fragile thread, taut with all the emotions I was too afraid to voice. I fiddled with the hem of my shirt, staring at the muted glow of my phone, my heart thundering in my chest. Chris was still on the other end of the line, waiting, his quiet patience making the moment feel heavier.And then, before I could stop myself, the words slipped out, soft but laden with truth, “I missed you too.”There was a pause, just long enough for my face to flush with the realisation of what I had said. I didn’t plan to admit it—it wasn’t even fully clear to me until the words had left my lips. However it was true. Despite everything that had transpired, despite the confusion, the anger, and the hurt, I missed him. I missed his voice, his steady presence, the way he made me feel both safe and unsteady at the same time.It wasn’t simple longing; it was far more complicated than that. I missed him because, for better or worse, Chris had seen throu
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JUDY’S POVMy thumb had lingered over the glowing answer button, wavering as a storm of emotions churned inside me. It had been so long since I had distanced myself from his cryptic and alluring world, a choice that had built an invisible wall between us. In all this time, he hadn’t reached out—not once—and I had convinced myself that this silence was a blessing in disguise. Perhaps it was easier to leave the past untouched, to let our connection fade into an uneasy stillness. Yet now, as his name lit up my screen, the fragile equilibrium I had crafted felt ready to shatter.The silence between us had been both a balm and a burden—a space I needed to rebuild myself but one that also left an ache in my chest.Finally, I pressed accept.“Hey,” I said cautiously, my voice betraying none of the turmoil inside me.“Hey,” Chris replied. His voice was calm, smooth, and disarming as always, a distinct contrast to the tension I felt.“How’s it going?” he asked, his tone as casual as if we w
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CHRIS POVIn truth, I had never seen Judy as a mere plaything. That perception would diminish the complexity of what I saw in her—the depths she tried to hide, the unspoken desires she buried so deeply even she seemed unaware of them. I understood because I recognised a reflection of myself in her. The same struggle, the same yearning for freedom mixed with the fear of surrendering control. It wasn’t about dominance; it was about unveiling something raw and real, something she hadn’t yet allowed herself to confront.But I had gone too far. That much was clear. Bringing her into my world, exposing her to a side of me she hadn’t asked to see—it was reckless. Even now, I could still see the conflict in her eyes, the way she hesitated before walking out of my place. Part of her wanted to stay, I was certain of it. But the larger part was terrified. I hadn’t anticipated that fear. Or maybe I had and ignored it, convinced that she just needed a push to see things my way.After she left,
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JUDY’S POVThe silk ropes brushed against my skin, their softness betraying the firm grip they had on my wrists and ankles. My breathing quickened as Chris tied the final knot, his movements deliberate and steady. I had agreed to this, albeit hesitantly, as part of my attempt to understand the pull Chris had over me and, perhaps, over myself. However now, as I lay bound and blindfolded, I could feel every nerve in my body coming alive in ways I hadn’t anticipated.The blindfold darkened my world, plunging me into an unfamiliar void. Without sight, every sound seemed louder, every touch magnified. I could hear Chris moving around the room—his footsteps, the subtle rustle of fabric, the soft creak of furniture. My heart pounded against my ribcage, torn between curiosity and apprehension."Are you okay?" Chris’ voice came from somewhere close, deep and reassuring.I nodded, my words failing me. The silk around my wrists wasn’t painful, but it held me firmly in place, leaving me both vul
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JUDY’S POV“I swear, I’ll make it up to you and I know it’ll take time…”Just when I thought that Chris would continue, that was the time when he decided to change the atmosphere in the room. I looked up to him and said nothing. Then, to my amazement, he gives me his hand to help me get up. “Come, I’ll guide you through the props.”Chris proved to be an exceptional guide, walking me through the intricacies of every detail with a clear and engaging explanation. His knowledge seemed boundless as she dived into the specifics of dungeons, dungeon masters, and the intricately designed scene rooms, each carefully curated with a unique array of props tailored to enhance the ambiance of its theme. Throughout the visit, his gaze rarely left me, his attention more focused on my reactions than on the explanations themselves. We passed through a variety of rooms, each with its own distinct purpose and aesthetic, until we arrived at one that caught my attention. Chris paused here, his tone s
