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2024-10-29 19:42:56Hunter's p.o.v.
I stepped into the office with practical everyone in there greeting their good mornings and giving me eyes of pity. Not surprised that they had heard the news too, the media didn't really give enough options to hide it.
Yeah, my dad had forgotten to call in telling everyone to take the week off. So I had to do it personally today.
Most had shown concern for the whereabouts of Iris, I easily told them that she was alright. Although hiding the part where she had quit her job.
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FINALLY!!The BULLIED series has come to an end.I want to thank all those who supported me throughout this book and waited till the end… I love you all so much.I always said “I would never support rape” and this is me still saying that I do not support it.I had an idea and a plot, I was inspired by an article I found on Stockholm syndrome… that was why I found the Book 1 necessary to be written, so you can see the back story.I also added other character lives because I would love to be doing spin offs and I wouldn’t want to begin it with back stories of characters you already knew.I was really young when I started this book, with a lot of ideas for it but so little skill hence I wasn’t able to describe some scenes or emotions the way I had it in my head but this only goes to say I would be editing this book from the beginning.I actually thought it was a good idea to not write the main concep
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Iris p.o.v.Blankness…That was all I could use to describe what I was feeling at this point.Cause no nouns, no adjectives nor verb could describe what was going on with me.Not just with me, but with everyone else.The entire room was silent while the Judge prepared his verdict in the back room, the only voices you could hear was the muttering of a policewoman to Dylan trying to congratulate him with her words.“You did the right thing.”Her words sounded more like a consolation than an appraisal.Everyone knew it was the right thing, so why did it feel so wrong to me? Its been years and I never thought a day like this would actually ever come.Flashbacks from nights before kept re-occurring in my head, like possibly it was all a dream and someone would come wake me to ask “Are you okay?”But it seemed like everyone was also lost in the dream, in
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Mrs. Hao watched as anger rolled off his shoulders and she couldn’t help but laugh a little bit at his reactions.“You’re supposed to be in the back with the rest of the team.” She says to him with a smile on her lips as he jerks his head in her direction.“Yeah… I decided to give them some space to work on it.”There was a team of trackers that Mrs. Hao had brought in during the wee hours of the morning to help out with Hunter’s request.And so far, he had seen, they were amazing.“Or you decided to watch your girlfriend, which?” she said again with her smile growing wider.Hunter couldn’t help the grunt that escaped his lips when she made that statement.“She’s not my girlfriend.” He retorted and pretended to be wiping the table while stealing glances at Iris and her new friend.“I suspected; you guys have barely said a word to each oth
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He folded the blankets with his sleepy eyes and an unusual ache in his back.The ache didn’t surprise him, what else was he to expect from sleeping on a solid not-so comfortable couch all night.Iris took the room and he decided to sleep in the living room. It was either that or the floor of the room anyways so he really didn’t have much of a choice.He had a meeting with Mrs. Hao this morning. What he needed was a shower and a little breakfast which he presumed he can get at the café also.He arched his back a bit to know if he could get a crack that might release the ache but it was to no avail, so he just went ahead with his daily schedule.The door to the room was closed and he tried knocking to know if she was already up but not properly dressed or if she was sleeping.After the third knock, he heard her say‘its open’from the inside. Only then did he open the door.As he guessed
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Hunter knew he had struck a nerve from her reaction when he stated his request all he wanted was her response.And assistance.“I don’t know what you’re talking about” she whispered with a tight smile, most likely trying not to make it obvious to any onlookers that she was in an uncomfortable conversation.“I was sent by Mr. Reid; I need your help.” He whispered back to her.She stared at him for a few seconds with narrow eyes and tight lips as she was trying to decipher if she should believe him or not.“Who are you?” she asked.Hunter remembered when Mr. Reid had informed him that this question was almost inevitable from her, and each party she worked with had a code answer to the question.“I am blue.”She eyes moved frantically around the café to be sure no one was observing nor approaching.“Ahh, Mr. Huong. The regular?”The greeti
