A smile appeared afterward on her lips and then she hugged her back, her voice muffled against Ava's shoulder. "I'll miss you too, Ava. Take good care of yourself, okay?" Ava nodded, her eyes shining with tears. "You too, Lisa. Take care of yourself. Don't forget about me." “I won’t.” Lisa pulled away, her eyes welling up with tears. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself, but it was no use. As she started to walk away, tears started to roll down her cheeks, and she began to cry again. Her hand covered her mouth, trying to stifle the sobs. Her legs carried her out of the penthouse, her luggage rolling behind her. Ava watched her go, her own eyes streaming with tears. She stood there, frozen, until Lisa disappeared. The entrance of the penthouse slid close, and Ava was left standing alone, her heart heavy with emotion. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself, but the ache in her heart lingered. She knew she would miss Lisa dearly, miss her concern, her smile, he
Ava rushed into the bathroom of the penthouse, feeling a wave of nausea wash over her. She had been feeling pale and tired recently, with added appetite and a constant sense of queasiness that she couldn't shake. She didn't know why, but it seemed to be getting worse by the day.She cleaned her lips with a trembling hand, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes looked sunken, her skin pale and clammy. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, but her heart was racing and her mind was spinning."Finally, everything is over," she whispered to herself, trying to convince herself that she could finally rest. "I got what’s rightfully mine back, Amelia handled, Jackson away and Lisa is gone, and I can finally move on with my life."But her peace was short-lived, as her phone beeped again, breaking the silence. She frowned, wondering who it could be. She didn't want to talk to anyone and didn't want to deal with anyone's drama or problems. She just wanted to be alone, to
Lisa's car finally came to a halt in front of an abandoned container, miles away from the city and deep within the forest. The car's headlights shone brightly on the container's rusted exterior, casting eerie shadows on the surrounding trees.Lisa stepped out of the car, umbrella in hand, and told the driver to wait for her there. “Okay, Ma’am. Just don’t take long.” She approached the container cautiously, her eyes scanning the surroundings. The floor was muddy and stained with rainwater, making every step a squelching mess.As she reached the container's entrance, she hesitated for a moment, peering inside. The interior was dark and musty, the air thick with the scent of decay. She fumbled in her bag for a flashlight and turned it on, casting a weak beam of light into the container.The space was small, with rusty walls and a low ceiling. Lisa's eyes adjusted slowly to the darkness, and she saw that the container was empty, except for a few scattered boxes and an old, rickety chai
Ava walked down the corridor of the penthouse, her shoe clicking on the marble floor with a sense of determination. She was meeting Jackson, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over her. As she approached the elevator, it pinged, and the doors slid open with a soft whoosh. Jackson stood inside, his eyes raised and meeting hers. His blue eyes stared into hers with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat. For a moment, Ava's breath caught in her throat, and she felt a flutter in her chest. She remembered the way he used to make her feel, the way he used to look at her with adoration. But then she remembered why she was here, and her expression hardened. "I thought you weren't going to come see me," Jackson said, stepping out of the elevator with a confident stride. Ava raised an eyebrow, her voice icy. "What do you want, Jackson? Our business is over. You should be grateful I'm not suing you or doing anything to hurt you." Jackson shrugged, crossing his
Their lips separated, and they caught their breaths, Luke whispered, "I love you" a playful smile on his lips, while his head rested gently on her forehead.“I love you, more.” She replied. Ava's face glowed with happiness, but it was short-lived.Stanley appeared out of nowhere, rushing towards them, his face frantic. "Lisa's been brutally injured! And Amelia's been caught!"Everyone’s attention fell on Stanley who was trying as much as he could to catch his breath. Ava's expression changed to shock and concern. "What do you mean? Lisa left the city already."Stanley shook his head. "No, she went to meet up with Amelia. Somehow, Amelia injured her. She's badly hurt and being transferred to a hospital right as we speak. We need to rush to the scene now!"Luke quickly sprang into action, rushing towards the elevator with Ava. But Jackson grabbed her hand, holding her back."I'm leaving now. I won’t be going with you guys. It’s time I start a new life. Goodbye, Ava," he said, his eyes p
Ava and Luke sat in the hospital waiting room, their eyes fixed on the doors leading to the operating room. They had been waiting for what felt like an eternity, their minds racing with worst-case scenarios.Finally, the doctor emerged, his face somber. "Are you the deceased relative?”“Yes, yes,” Ava replied almost immediately and paused. “Deceased?” “I'm so sorry," he began, his voice gentle but firm. "We did everything we could, but Lisa didn't make it."Ava's world came crashing down around her. She felt like she had been punched in the gut, her breath knocked out of her. "Uh?” She stuttered. “What do you mean?" she whispered, her voice shaking."The hit on her head created a serious cloth to her brain and from the side of the hit, there was no immediate remedy depending on the time she was brought in. Sorry, but we did all we could, but couldn’t save her." the doctor explained. "There wasn't much bleeding afterward, but...she just gave up."“This is nonsense, all a dream.”Luke w
Ava sat in her room, surrounded by memories of happier times, her eyes fixed on a picture of her and Lisa, taken on their graduation day. They were beaming with pride, their smiles radiant, their eyes shining with hope for the future. Ava's gaze lingered on Lisa's face, her heart heavy with grief, as if the weight of the world was crushing her.She couldn’t just take it anymore. Tears streamed down her face, like a river overflowing its banks, as she remembered the laughter they shared, the late-night conversations, and the dreams they had for their future. Her heart aches. She recalled the way Lisa's eyes sparkled when she talked about her passions, the way her smile could light up a room, and the way her presence made Ava feel seen and heard.Ava's emotions were a tangled mess of sadness, longing, and regret. She felt lost and alone like a part of her had been ripped away. She couldn't bear the thought of living without Lisa, of navigating the world without her best friend by her s
Ava sat on the floor, her back resting on the queen-size mattress, her shirt, and black undies a stark contrast to the darkness that consumed her. She gazed out the window, the moon's gentle light casting an ethereal glow on her skin. Her eyes, weak and watery from crying, seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words. The tears had long since dried, but the pain remained, a constant ache that refused to subside.As she stared into the night sky, her hands rose to her hair, her fingers tangling in the tangled locks. She felt lost, alone, and adrift in a world that seemed determined to crush her. The silence was oppressive, punctuated only by the occasional hoot of an owl or the distant hum of a car.And then, a whisper seemed to caress her ear, the voice like a cold breeze on a winter's night. "Why don’t you just kill yourself? Kill yourself, Ava. Your father is gone, your mother might die soon, and your best friend is dead. What's the point of living?" The words hung in the air, a malign
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Many years later, on a sun-kissed summer day, Ava's daughter Eloise stood radiant in her wedding gown, a vision of loveliness. Her tall, statuesque frame glided effortlessly beside her father Luke, down the lush green aisle, the soft grass beneath their feet.The sound of soft music playing in the background and everyone present, rising to their feet to appreciate her appearance and watch her elegant strode to the alter.Eloise's white wedding gown, a masterpiece of ivory silk, hugged her curves, showcasing her toned physique. Delicate lace adorned the bodice, framing her heart-shaped face and highlighting her bright, porcelain skin. Her raven hair cascaded down her back, soft waves framing her features.Her eyes, a bright, sparkling blue, shone like sapphires, reflecting her joy. John on the other hand, who stood his hands across each other right in front of him, gazed at Eloise as she approached with her father, slowly.Luke’s gray-haired but still dashing, beamed with pride, his
Ava and Amelia chatted and laughed, enjoying each other's company, as they stood on the balcony of the penthouse, far above the glittering city lights. The cool evening breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers from the gardens below.Their conversation flowed effortlessly, sharing stories and memories, until Amelia's smile suddenly faded. Ava noticed the change and turned to her, concerned."What's wrong?" Ava asked, but before Amelia could respond, Ava's gaze shifted to see Gloria Timberlake standing behind her, holding a gun in her hand.“Surprise!” Gloria's eyes glittered, as Ava startled back with Amelia catching her. “Ohh, easy, so you don’t fall.” “How did you get in here? Who let you in and how are you not in prison?” Ava asked quickly but Gloria's eyes blazed with a mix of anger and desperation. "You know, Ava, you should have invited me to this little party."Ava's heart skipped a beat as she took a step back, her eyes fixed on the gun. "Gloria, I ask again, what a
As Ava and Luke mingled with their guests, they were stopped by Mrs. Muse, a prominent socialite, who gazed at them with admiration. "Ava, Luke, congratulations on your remarkable success! You two are the talk of the town, and your love story is truly inspiring."Ava smiled graciously, her eyes sparkling. "Thank you, Mrs. Muse. We're humbled by the support and kindness we've received."Mrs. Muse's eyes sparkled. "Your journey, from overcoming adversity to achieving greatness, is a testament to your strength and resilience. What's your secret to success?"Luke wrapped his arm around Ava, pulling her close. "Being together has been our strength. We've faced challenges, but our love has kept us grounded and focused on our goals."Ava nodded in agreement, her voice filled with emotion. "We've learned to appreciate each other, prioritize our relationship, and support each other's passions. It's not always easy, but it's worth it."Mr. Johnson, a business associate, chimed in, "Your partner
Three years had passed since Ava's ordeal, and she had never been happier. She and Luke were hosting an evening gala at their luxurious penthouse, and the excitement was obvious. The penthouse's interior was a masterpiece of design, with lavish chandeliers, marble floors, and floor-to-ceiling windows offering breathtaking views of the city skyline.The gala's theme was "A Night Under the Stars," and every detail was meticulously planned to create an enchanting atmosphere. The walls were adorned with intricate silver and gold patterns, shimmering like stardust. Crystal glasses and delicate china sparkled on the tables, while the soft glow of candles and string lights created a warm ambiance.The maids were speedily getting the whole tables set. Inside the penthouse, in an apartment Ava stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her stunning gown. The dress was a custom-made, strapless designer masterpiece, hugging her curves in all the right places. The silk fabric shimmered in the lig
Gloria paced back and forth in her prison cell, her eyes blazing with anger. Her lawyer, Mr. Jenkins, sat calmly, his expression stern. "Get me out of here," Gloria demanded, her voice low and menacing. "I don't belong here. This is all Amelia Clifford’s fault. I didn’t see this coming."Mr. Jenkins shook his head. "Gloria, there's no way. You've been convicted of multiple crimes, including abduction and assault. The evidence against you is overwhelming. You just have to stay put and serve your sentence."“Fuck it!”Gloria's face twisted in rage. "That Ava Richardson thinks she's so perfect, doesn't she? She's the reason I'm here. She's always been the reason for my misery." Gloria's curses filled the air, her venom directed at Ava.Mr. Jenkins sighed. "Gloria, Ava Richardson is the victim here. You abducted her and her children and nearly killed her. You need to accept responsibility for your actions."Gloria's eyes flashed. "I'll never accept this. Ava Richardson will pay for this. S
Ava's eyes fluttered open, and she was met with Luke's concerned gaze. He sat beside her, his face etched with worry, his eyes red-rimmed from lack of sleep."What... what happened?" Ava asked, her voice groggy and barely above a whisper.Luke's expression softened, and he took her hand in his. "You fainted, Ava. You've been out for a few hours. I was so scared when I saw you on the floor."Ava's mind fogged, memories slowly returning. She remembered being with Amelia and then to Luke, talking to him about to leave, and then... nothing."The twins... where are they?" Ava asked, her voice laced with panic.Luke's hand enveloped hers, his touch warm and reassuring. "They're alright, Ava. They're safe and sound, sleeping in a room. Stanley is watching over them."Ava's eyes welled up with tears as Luke pulled her into a tight hug."Rest, Ava. Don't worry about anything. You're safe now," Luke whispered into her ear. “After you’re strong enough, we would go see the kids.”But Ava's worrie
Amelia sat beside John on the plush couch in her lavish bedroom, her eyes drinking in every detail of her son's face. She had missed so much, and she was determined to catch up. The warm sunlight streaming through the window highlighted the contours of John's features, and Amelia's heart swelled with love. "John, sweetie, tell me everything about yourself," Amelia said, her voice filled with excitement. "What do you like to do? What's your favorite subject in school? Do you have any new friends?" John's eyes sparkled as he launched into an enthusiastic account of his love for soccer, his favorite teacher, Mrs. Gabe, and his passion for reading. Amelia listened, captivated by her son's animated expressions. "And how's your father treating you?" Amelia asked, her voice laced with concern.”Has he been nice to you? John's face lit up with a warm smile. "Daddy's nice, Mommy. He's always busy, but he makes sure I'm taken care of. He takes me to the park and plays soccer with me whe
As the plane touched down at Rome's Leonardo da Vinci–Fiumicino Airport, Italy, Amelia felt a mix of emotions swirling inside her. Excitement at the prospect of reuniting with her son, John, wrestled with nervousness about facing Jackson again. The warm Italian sunlight streaming through the windows seemed to amplify her anxiety.Ethan, the charming stranger she had met on the plane, smiled warmly as they gathered their belongings. His piercing blue eyes crinkled at the corners, and his dark hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck."It was great talking to you, Amelia," Ethan said, his deep voice filled with sincerity. "I'll call you soon, okay?"“Yeah…sure,” Amelia smiled, feeling a spark of connection. "I'd like that."They exchanged numbers, and Ethan leaned in to kiss her cheek. His warm breath sent shivers down her spine. "Arrivederci, Amelia. Buona fortuna."Amelia’s heart skipped a beat. She had not been expecting the kiss. Was this a sign to go out with him? No, she stil