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2024-10-29 19:42:56After seeing Keith and Lia kissed, Iyah seems to have lost her last hope.
Like I care, she thought to herself after seeing Keith and Lia together.
A week has passed like a snap. Iyah made herself busy at work for two weeks straight.
Then Sunday came, and Iyah didn’t have any choice but to be at home alone.
But the main door opened the same time she got down from spending alone time in her room the whole day.
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“I'm really sorry that I acted like a child. I was really just afraid. I didn’t know what I felt. I just don’t want to lie and hurt Lia again,” Iyah said, sitting in front of Keith’s car, feeling nauseous. It was the most stupid excuse she had come up with.“I said it’s fine, Iyah,” Keith directly said while looking ahead.“Thanks for the ride.” Then Iyah bid goodbye.After that night, Iyah was restless and bothered by what had happened. She still seems guilty of her reaction, but she just panicked.
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Lia was grinning, but her eyes were looking at Iyah with contempt and disgust.“I did not expect for you to be such a slut,” Lia said.“Lia!” Keith yelled frantically. “What is wrong with you?!” He said as he stood between the twin sisters.The situation had gotten out of control, and Iyah did not know how to handle it. She also did not want to hear them talking about how she was a slut. Because she knew deep down that it was partially her fault as well.So she left, feeling defeated, her relationship with her sister that had never been too good was now even worse.Iyah knew that she could not live in the same place as Lia for another minute.Iyah decided to get away from her because the house will create infinite anxiety in her, where the judging gaze of her sister did not stop pursuing her. Her guilt for what happened gnawed at her, but the look of anger that Lia threw at her knocked her out.&ldq
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Iyah was startled, as she did not expect him to agree just like that. Thankfully she immediately managed to get a hold of herself. “It does not matter. What matters is what I have to say-” Iyah paused as he moved closer to her. He was so close to her now that she could already feel his body heat. His scent, mixed with alcohol, was intoxicating her as well, making her unable to move. He stopped a few inches from her, staring at her heatedly, before he spoke softly, “I wish you were more like Lia.”The phrase took Iyah by surprise, among all the possible things she expected him to say, that one was the last and worst of all. In the darkest part of her brain, the triumphant sneer of her sister began to surface in her mind.And perhaps because of the hormones of the pregnancy or because of the hurt in her heart, she began to cry inconsolably.Keith was startled when she started crying. He raised his hand to w
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David’s mum called him the very next day to inform him of a date with her friend’s daughter.“She just finished her studies abroad after ten years. You are the first guy she’s meeting since she came back, so treat her well,” she warned.On the appointed day, David woke up feeling apprehensive. He was dreading the meeting, for he knew the news would definitely get back to his parents if he messed up. Thus, he really needed it to go well. So, he made sure not to forget the Viagra before leaving the house, in case he needed it.He usually never slept with women he intends to date on the first day, but then again, you never know what could happen.If this is really her first date since she came back, then she might be feeling a bit horny, he thought as his dirty mind went on overdrive. That would be awesome if his organ downstairs would function properly.Arriving at the venue, he scanned through, looking for her.
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“Oh, thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me. And believe me, when I say coming from you means so much more,” she said.“I thought I was doing horribly, so I stopped painting for a while. I only began painting again when I came across your works in a gallery. I was in awe of hyperrealism. It was magnificent, and I knew I wanted to know how to paint like you,” she explained excitedly. “Meeting you here might be the best thing that has happened to me this year.”It was Aston’s turn to feel flattered, and he did ever so much. He had received a lot of compliments, but in a weird way, Dorothy appreciating his art made him feel he did something for someone, and it made him feel good.“I’m sure you’ll learn a lot from this class, and I can give you pointers if you want.”“You know I didn’t exactly enroll for this class. Mrs. Michael is my aunt, and she just allows me to join in and last week was my second time here.”“That makes sense. I didn’t think you paint. I though
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