Eulalia gently stroked the singed fur of the ragdoll cat, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. Her gray eyes were filled with moisture, stinging painfully.Her eyes were either unable to cry or unable to stop once they started. Now they seemed almost blind with grief. She tilted her head back, veins bulging in her neck, mouth slightly open and eyes tightly shut as she let out a hoarse, anguished cry.Her choked, raspy voice was broken, like a rusty knife scraping against a whetstone - so harsh and painful to hear that it made one's heart clench.Victor's eyes were red too, but he turned away silently. He couldn't show any weakness, afraid he wouldn't be able to support Eulalia if he did.Kneeling on the ground, Eulalia slowly scattered dirt over Misty's body, burying her until she was no longer visible. Eulalia's thin frame shook violently, her fragmented sobs growing from quiet to loud as her grief reached its peak.Eulalia had never imagined she could feel heartbreak like t
Victor's large, warm hands enveloped Eulalia's cold ones completely.Victor was the golden boy, a perfect specimen in the entertainment world. This perfection wasn't just about his looks, but also his voice and his very soul.They say that pretty faces are a dime a dozen, while fascinating souls are one in a million. Victor had both.Those who knew him well were aware of his quirks - he could be a total dork sometimes, clueless about romance despite being overly narcissistic. His face would betray his Evettery emotion, and his ears would wiggle when he got cocky. For all his self-admiration, he'd turn beet red whenEvetter his crush was near.With Eulalia, he was gentle, wanting to get close but afraid of scaring her off. When she was in trouble, he stood firmly by her side, even if she didn't spare him a glance.Victor's affection for Eulalia was obvious, but his approach was cautious.Eulalia watched his lips move, his soft voice reaching her ears like a gentle breeze, slowly soothin
#Barry AnimalAbuse#This trending topic suddenly appeared at the top of social media.Barry rubbed her eyes, wondering if she was hallucinating from stress or if there was an issue with her phone. Hadn't Evette just told her on the call that #Eulalia AnimalAbuse# was trending? Why was she seeing something different?Barry's heart pounded, and a growing sense of unease filled her. She carefully opened her eyes again and looked at her phone. Nothing had changed from what she saw earlier, except the trending topic kept rising in popularity.Barry's face went pale, and her breath grew cold. Though autumn hadn't arrived yet, she felt a winter chill. The air entering her nose felt like icy vapor, freezing her heart. The cold sensation spread down her spine.How could this be happening?Why was it completely different from what Evette had said?Didn't Evette say Eulalia was trending? Why was she herself the top trend instead?Though animal abuse wasn't technically illegal, and what's done wa
"Ms. Eulalia Clearwater, where’s your family? You came alone?”Eulalia Clearwater was baffled. She was just picking up some medical reports. Why would she need an entourage?And speaking of family… did she even have one?Her mom died giving birth to her, her dad saw her as a cash cow, and her brother blamed her for their mom’s death and couldn’t stand her. As for her lover… she practically fight tooth and nail for him. She almost forgot what the word “family” meant until the doc brought it up.Eulalia snapped out of her daze and shook her head. “Just me, myself, and I.”The doctor’s brows furrowed. He adjusted his glasses, let out a heavy sigh, and handed her a stack of lab reports with a look of pity and resignation."Ms. Clearwater, I’ve got bad news. You’ve got stomach cancer, and it’s pretty far along.”He seemed to feel sorry for her, a young woman dealt such a rotten hand. He was extra gentle, like he was walking on eggshells.Eulalia felt like the wind was knocked out of her. S
When Eulalia opened her eyes again, she found herself in a hospital room, all alone. Her phone was dead, and she had no clue how long she’d been out. She glanced out the window; it was still dark as pitch outside.Eulalia got up, slipped on her shoes, and grabbed her bag. As she walked past Evadne’s room, she noticed the door was slightly ajar. She couldn’t help but stop in her tracks.Inside was Evadne, and keeping her company was her husband in name only, Percival.Evadne had that innocent look, and even the hospital’s blue and white striped gown couldn’t hide her pure and elegant aura. Her fair skin made her almond-shaped eyes shine bright. Eulalia thought, maybe it’s that innocent charm that Percival is smitten with. Compared to Evadne, Eulalia felt like a villain who breaks up lovebirds.Seeing how sweet Percival was to Evadne made Eulalia’s teeth grind with jealousy.People who didn’t know Percival would think he was naturally cold as ice. But Eulalia knew the truth; he gave all
Eulalia was dragging her feet as she made her way back. What should have been a ten-minute walk stretched into twenty. The villa was as cold as a morgue; the heating was off and the vast rooms were freezing.She kicked off her heels and stumbled into the bathroom like she was drunk. She turned on the hot water in the bathtub and filled it halfway. One moment she was holding on, and the next she collapsed into the tub like a ragdoll. The hot water spread around her silent, motionless body. Her long, red dress spread out in the water, looking like a pool of blood, making her face as pale as sheet.She closed her eyes and let her face sink into the water. The water covered her head, muffling all her senses. The brief suffocation numbed her heart. Suddenly, she couldn’t hold back and gasped, hot water rushing into her mouth, and a wave of nausea hit her like a freight train.Eulalia’s eyes, bloodshot, emerged from the water. She was sprawled over the edge of the tub, her body limp. Her st
Percival was like a walking freezer, and as he stood just inches away, Eulalia felt a chill that snapped her awake. She didn’t know where to look as his dark, menacing eyes bore into her.Suddenly, a bony finger gripped her chin, forcing her to look up. Her eyes were wide with panic."Parcy, what are you doing back here?” she stammered.“I come and go as I please. Do I need to check in with you?” Percival retorted, climbing onto the bed. He pinned her down, not giving a damn about her struggles. His grip on her wrists was merciless.He could feel her body go from relaxed to stiff as she fought back, but he had her pinned.Eulalia was freaking out. She’d never seen this side of him before. He was like a rabid wolf ready to tear her apart. The gentle and refined Percival she remembered seemed like a distant memory.In desperation, she pleaded, ”Parcy, it hurts… please…”"Eulalia, you make me sick. Your face, your body… everything about you disgusts me,” he sneered. “You don’t deserve an
“Investment project?” Eulalia’s eyebrows knitted together. She thought, if her dad, Sawyer Clearwater, really had a knack for business, grandpa wouldn’t have handed the Clearwater Corporation over to her.“Just wire me the money, I need it ASAP,” he said.Eulalia retorted, “I can give you the money, but you gotta send me the deets on this investment project first.”Sawyerwas fuming. What kind of dad gets bossed around by his daughter? He cussed her out over the phone, calling her a waste of space and saying she should’ve never been born. After a few harsh words, he played the victim card.Eulalia was used to his hot-and-cold routine. She coolly replied, “Got anything else to say? I’m swamped. If not, I’m hanging up.”“Wait, wait! I’ll show you!” Sawyer hurriedly stopped her, afraid she might change her mind and his golden goose would fly away.After hanging up, Eulalia sat by her computer. Soon enough, she received the documents from Sawyer. She forwarded them to her assistant and ask