Third POV Lily stood frozen, her gaze fixed on the tattoo adorning Clarissa's spine, a poignant reminder of her best friend, who had been lost to her forever. The news of Eve’s disappearance had struck her hardest a year ago; Eve was more than just a friend she was like a sister. The pain of that loss was unbearable. The car had been found charred and submerged in the river, yet Eve’s body was never recovered. The authorities had ruled her dead, claiming there was no way she could have survived such a devastating accident. The guilt weighed heavily on Lily, knowing she hadn’t been there for her best friend when she needed her most. A burial ceremony was held, but Dominic, Eve’s ex-husband, didn’t attend. It was evident he didn’t care about her, nor did he seem to mourn the loss of his former wife. Lily harbored deep resentment towards him for the hurt he had inflicted during their time together; he had treated her poorly, and the memories still stung. Although she was
Clarissa POV I gradually opened my eyes, a sharp pain throbbing in my head, and let out a groan as I took in my surroundings. A wave of dread washed over me as I realized where I was, I was back at Dominic's place.Then it struck me: the girl had knocked me out and brought me here. Just as that thought settled in, the door swung open, and there she stood. The moment she noticed I was awake, she rushed over and closed the door behind her."I'm so relieved you're awake," she said, hurrying to my side. Anger surged within me as she reached out to touch me, and I instinctively pushed her away."How could you do this?" I snapped, my voice filled with rage."I can explain..." she replied, raising her hands in a gesture meant to calm me, but her eyes were a mix of emotions, including pity."Explain what? I trusted you, you traitor..." I spat, my anger boiling over as I locked eyes with her, which were heavy with sympathy.“It’s not what you think, it…” she began, but I stood up and grabbed
I stood there, enveloped in my thoughts, and suddenly it hit me: for reasons I couldn't fully understand, I was Eve.“Just go away! I never want to see your face again, you liar and cheat!” I snapped as I turned to confront her. Deep down, I wanted to place the blame on her for everything that had gone wrong, yet I recognized that she was only trying to help me.In a matter of moments, I had put my trust in her in ways I couldn't fathom. And She returned to the very place I had fled from, and now I felt lost, grappling with the reality that I was someone I couldn't even remember.It was all so bewildering.I wanted to scream, to demand my memories back. The fear of discovering that my entire life had been a fabrication consumed me. I felt betrayed and frightened at the thought of what I might uncover.Yes, I had no recollections from years past, and the doctor had assured me it was merely an illness. I had accepted that and tried to live with it, but now I was faced with the unsettl
I noticed his eyes light up with joy like child receiving candy; his excitement was palpable, while I felt a wave of anxiety about what lay ahead. "Great, let's kick things off with a date. I'll come by to pick you up soon," he said, leaning in to plant a gentle kiss on my forehead before stepping out. As soon as he left, I took out the diamond piece. This jewel felt like it held a deep significance for me; gazing at it was like looking into a reflection of my very soul, leaving me momentarily speechless. Fear washed over me as I realized I truly belonged here. This place was once my home, and Dominic had been my husband. The mere thought of the past sent me spiraling, and I felt lost, unsure of my next steps. Suddenly, the door swung open, and I turned to see Harper storming in, her anger evident. I sighed, knowing she wasn’t here for a friendly chat; she likely wanted to confront me. As she approached, I met her fierce gaze with a smile. She wore a striking red dress that acc
As soon as the words escaped her lips, she dashed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. I stood frozen, like a deer caught in headlights, feeling as if I had just witnessed a horror film unfold. I walked over to the mirror, staring at my reflection. Dark circles under my eyes revealed the toll of sleepless nights. I was still wearing Lily’s clothes from earlier, and I realized I had no other options. A shiver ran down my spine as Harper's words echoed in my mind. I struggled to comprehend what she had said; her voice was filled with pain, and my mind raced with questions. Why would she love a man who had caused her so much hurt? Before I could delve deeper into my thoughts, there was a knock at the door. "Please come in," I called out. The door slowly opened, and a maid entered, a subtle smile gracing her face. I acknowledged her with a nod in return."The designer is here to prepare you," she informed me."Designer?" I inquired, and my interest sparked. I had no clue w
He murmured, "I still recall the moment two years ago when I first encountered her in that dress; she was truly stunning and radiant," as he stared off into the distance. It then dawned on me that this was precisely what the designer had meant; he aimed to recreate my former self, to embody the woman I once was. To him, I was merely a substitute.Pablo had meticulously chosen my attire and the manner in which I should present myself, which filled me with apprehension. It was evident that he had not yet moved on from the loss of his wife.He seemed intent on reliving those memories, and I realized that I was simply a stand-in for her. I was at a loss for words upon discovering his expectations of me; he desired me to resemble the person I used to be, a version of myself that I could no longer recall.I struggled to comprehend why he appeared so deeply enamored with his late wife, yet had maintained a mistress during their marriage, Harper, who also seemed infatuated with him but had u
Two years ago“Noooooooo!” Harper screamed as she looked at the man who happened to be her father in horror.“What I say is final, Harper! You have no choice but to obey my orders!” Tate, Harper’s father, shouted in frustration. He was a man known for his stern demeanor and his influential role in the Italian mafia, and he was determined to secure his legacy by marrying one of his daughters to the future Don.“We’ve been together since high school, Dad! I’m meant to be the one marrying him, not Eve! She just returned from the States and knows nothing about the mafia; she wouldn’t last a second there before she is torn apart!” Harper pleaded, her eyes filled with fear as she looked at her father.But Tate was a man of his word, and he believed it would be a disgrace to offer his illegitimate daughter to the future Don. His reputation was at stake, and he could not risk being ridiculed by his peers, so he chose Eve over Harper.Harper had been Dominic’s lover for more than five years, c
Clarissa Pov I emerged from the car, feeling the cool evening breeze brush against my skin. As I stood up and surveyed my surroundings, I noticed Harper’s gaze scanning me. I forced a smile, hoping it conveyed sincerity. She approached, her eyes sharp and observant.“Where have you been?” she inquired, her tone casual yet her eyes probing.I glanced back at Aiden, who was still hanging back. “Dominic was meant to take me out, but we had a bit of a disagreement. He changed his mind and brought me home instead,” I replied smoothly, meeting Harper’s curious gaze.Her eyes narrowed slightly as she processed my words, but she managed to smile. “You did well to hold your ground. Do you know where Dominic is now?”I shook my head, striving to appear indifferent. “No idea.”Harper seemed to mull this over for a moment. “You know, I’ve always thought you had a talent for keeping things lively,” she remarked, her tone light but with an undercurrent of something more. “How about we grab breakfa