Riley stood in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock as she took in the scene. She had clearly heard everything, her face pale as she processed the truth. Zared's eyes flashed with anger, but he didn't move. He seemed to realize, perhaps for the first time, that he couldn't control the narrative any longer. "You're making a big mistake." "Just sign them, I'm already done.” He scoffed as if to laugh at her for leaving him. “Sure, with all my pleasure, I'll be more than happy to do so." Lily’s tears fell silently, her face blank and numb. Her breath came in shallow, ragged gasps as she struggled to find strength. She wished Zared loved her, and wished he could see her pain. Wished he would ask her to stop this because he loved her not because this was a contract. Across from her, Zared finished signing the divorce papers and pushed them towards her with a sigh. Leaning back on the couch, he looked at her with an expression of disdain. Lily choked out between sobs.
Ignoring her, Zared lunged at Lily, but she was quick. She dropped her suitcase, grabbed his hand, and twisted it behind his back. “Dare you touch me again,” she warned, pushing him away harshly. Zared turned around, scoffing. “I see where your attitude is going. You’re not free yet, bitch!” He advanced again, but Lily kicked his crotch and slapped him as hard as she could. The shock in his eyes mirrored the rush of blood in her hand. “Just stop it, Zared,” she cried, her voice trembling with a mixture of fury and pain. "What do you think I am? I’m human too, with feelings that can be hurt just like anyone else’s. But you don’t care about that, do you? Fine, don’t care;but don’t you dare touch me. Ever again. I’m not your punching bag. Find someone else who will tolerate your abuse. Do you know who the real headache is? It’s you, Zared. You’re the one who’s useless. All your hard work to become a billionaire means nothing if you have no soul. You’re going to die, and your mo
Zared was shaken to his core. "Riley, this is a joke, right? Tell me you're joking." Clara's eyes were cold and unyielding. "Why would I joke about this? Did you think everything you did to her was a joke? Does all that suffering seem like a joke to you? I don't just use people for money and ruin their lives. I target people whose lives can't be further destroyed by me. And you, Zared, are one of them. But the reason I'm exposing myself now is because your life is already in ruins. The person who truly loved you is leaving, and you'll never get her back. Since your life is beyond repair, I don't want Lily's to be the same." Clara walked briskly toward Lily, taking her luggage from her hands. "Come on, Lily," she said firmly. Lily looked at her, puzzled. "You’re coming with me.” Clara declared, already heading outside with the luggage. Lily followed her, gripping her dress tightly. They walked out of the house together, leaving Zared standing alone in the living room. As the
"So you weren’t good in studies?" "Nope." "Your parents still loved you?" "It’s not like your parents don’t love you if you’re not good in studies,” she chuckled “Did you use to get scolded for not studying? Is that why you’re asking this?" "Uh... yeah. I always ranked second in school, but my parents wanted me to rank first so that they would be popular." "Girl, I was not even near that, anyway, it must’ve been years since you went to school, let's forget it.” "It’s just been a year." Clara frowned. "It’s only been a year? What were you studying? You must really like studying?" "No... I turned 19 this year. I didn't study after marriage because my parents said I shouldn’t study after getting married. It would distract me from handling the house." Clara’s jaw dropped "What’s your age again?" "19." "That’s why you look so young! I always wondered how you looked so young! I assumed you were 25 or something." Lily awkwardly chuckled. Clara looked at Lily w
Yet, in the end, she had shown a strength he had never acknowledged. Her departure, her willingness to leave him, spoke of a resilience he had underestimated. Was it possible that he had been wrong about her all along? Three months had passed since Lily left the confines of Zared's mansion and started living peacefully with Clara. On the surface, her life had taken a remarkable turn. Clara, who had revealed her true self in an unexpected twist of fate, had opened her home and heart to Lily, offering her a fresh start which she gratefully accepted. Lily had settled into Clara's spacious, elegant home, a far cry from the suffocating walls she had known before. She had even secured admission into the top university in London. Lily's days were now filled with the vibrant hues of opportunity and freedom. She attended lectures in grand, historic halls, engaged in lively discussions with new friends, and found solace in the bustling energy of the city. Clara, too, became more than a pro
They had their own struggles, she knew, but they also had a freedom she longed for. A freedom from the relentless grip of fear. She felt a pang of jealousy, wishing she could experience their normalcy, their ability to find happiness in the mundane. Her mind drifted to her classmates at the university. They were vibrant and full of life, immersed in their studies and social lives. They spoke of their dreams and ambitions with an ease that seemed foreign to her. Lily participated, she smiled and engaged, but there was a part of her that remained distant, locked away. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was different, marked by her past in a way that set her apart. As she lay there, the ceiling fading into a blur, Lily felt a deep sense of loneliness. Clara had been a wonderful friend, a pillar of support, but even she couldn't fully understand the depths of Lily's pain. She longed for the days when her biggest worries were academic pressures and social anxieties, before her lif
It was a pleasant morning. The warmth of the sun and the gentle breeze contrasted sharply with the turmoil inside him, feeling a deep sense of regret and sorrow, a constant ache that gnawed at him relentlessly. His eyes fell upon a dead tree in the garden below, its barren branches hanging limp and lifeless. It was a perfect metaphor for his current state; empty, broken, and withering away, just like him. He couldn't shake the regret that plagued him every moment of his every day. If only he had trusted Lily, even for a second, he might not be standing here alone. The thought tormented him. He imagined a different life, one where he had a family, one where he hadn't driven her away with his baseless accusations and mean behaviour. The weight of his actions had become too much to bear. He needed to find a way to heal, to make everything alright. Zared's thoughts constantly drifted back to Lily. Every time he remembered her painful smile, a clenching pain gripped his heart. How had
Why was he here? His face still looked as angelic as it had before to her, but now there was a depth to his eyes, a sorrow and longing that hadn’t been there before. Under eye bags, messed up hair and he was in his pyjamas, he never left home like this? Never in his pyjamas, his under eye bags did injustice to the sleepless nights he had endured. She could see her galaxy in his eyes, the same eyes that once seemed indifferent and cold. Now, they were filled with an emotion she could scarcely believe. His expression was one she had never seen before, one that spoke of regret and a yearning. His lips parted, trying to form words, but he seemed unable to speak. His eyes were locked on hers, filled with an expectation that made her heart clench. For the first time, she could see something in his eyes other than coldness. Was it for her? Was he guilty for everything he had done? Does he expect her to go back with him? No... she thought, how can you even expect anything but inhumane beh
“I know what I did was wrong.” He said, “I don’t expect you to forgive me, but I just…I need you to know that I didn’t mean to hurt you. I was just-” “Obsessed,” Clara interjected, her eyes narrowing as she stared at him. “You’re obsessed, Aaron. With Lily. And it’s unhealthy.” Aaron opened his mouth to protest, but Clara didn’t give him a chance. “Do you even realize what you’ve done? Do you understand how far you’ve gone? You pulled a gun on me, Aaron! All because I suggested that Lily give Zared another chance. What is wrong with you?” Her words cut deep, and Aaron felt a lump form in his throat. “I wasn’t thinking clearly,” he tried to explain, but even to his own ears, it sounded like a weak excuse. “No, you weren’t,” Clara snapped. “Because all you can think about is Lily. You’re so obsessed with protecting her, with keeping her safe, that you’ve lost sight of everything else. And it’s not just unhealthy, Aaron. It’s dangerous.” Aaron felt a cold chill run d
Aaron’s voice was cracking as he realized the gravity of his actions. “I didn’t mean to…” Clara’s eyes were filled with tears as she took a cautious step back. She could see the conflict in Aaron’s eyes, the regret starting to take hold, but the fear she felt was overwhelming. “I can see what you meant to do” she repeated, her voice barely a whisper. Aaron’s hand trembled as he lowered the gun. The weight of what he had just done pressed down on him like a physical burden. He had crossed a line he never thought he would cross, and now he had to live with the consequences. For a moment, the two of them just stood there in silence, the air thick with tension and unspoken words. Then, without another word, Clara turned and fled the room, leaving Aaron standing there alone, the gun still in his hand, his mind reeling from what had just happened. Upstairs, Lily sat on her bed, completely unaware of the confrontation that had just taken place downstairs. She assumed Aaron and Clara
“Clara, it’s not that simple,” Lily finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. She looked down at her hands, trying to keep her emotions in check. “A lot has happened. I don’t know if I can just forgive and forget like that. I don't understand-why would you say that?” “I’m not asking you to forget,” Clara said softly. “But maybe… maybe you could give him a chance to show you that he’s changed. That he’s truly sorry, look I’m not trying to get you back with him, but just give him a chance to entirely explain himself, so you can decide for yourself?” “But, you were so against him, you didn't even want to see his face, what happened?” “I met him recently,” Clara continued after a pause “he was miserable, Lily, I know it sounds ridiculous and I tried to tell him how he was a monster and didn't deserve to be with you but-but the pain in his eyes explained it all, look, I don't know if you would ever get back with him or not but I just want you to know that he’s truly sorry.” Li
By the end of the second day, Lily had had enough. She was tired of the silent treatment, tired of the way Aaron was pretending like nothing had happened while simultaneously avoiding her like the plague. She knew she had been harsh during their argument, but she also knew that ignoring each other wasn’t going to solve anything. That evening, as she sat in her room, staring blankly at her notes, she made a decision. She wasn’t going to let this continue. She wasn’t going to let Aaron shut her out any longer. If he wasn’t going to talk to her, then she was going to make him listen. Without another thought, she stood up, marched out of her room, and headed straight for Aaron’s. She knocked on the door, and when there was no answer, she knocked again, louder this time. “Aaron, I know you’re in there,” she called out, her voice firm. “We need to talk.” There was a long pause, and for a moment, Lily thought he might not open the door. But then she heard footsteps, and a moment later, t
“Lily, aren’t you ready yet?” Clara asked, a hint of concern in her voice. “Aaron already left.” Lily’s heart skipped a beat. “He did?” she asked, surprised. “When?” “A little while ago,” Clara said, leaning against the doorframe. “I thought you two were going to walk to the university together?” Lily felt a pang of something she couldn’t quite identify, disappointment, perhaps. She had assumed that, despite everything, they would still go to the exam together and everything would be back to normal today. “I guess not,” she muttered, pulling herself out of bed and quickly getting dressed. Clara watched her with a knowing look. “You two need to talk,” she said softly. Lily didn’t respond, but Clara’s words echoed in her mind as she hurried through her morning routine. She couldn’t deny the truth in what Clara had said. Things between her and Aaron had been strained ever since that awkward moment, and if they didn’t address it soon, it would only get worse. But for now, ther
Clara turned around to look at her and sighed as she heard what Lily said and sat beside her on the bed with her hand on top of her’s. Lily let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. She closed her eyes, trying to calm the storm of emotions swirling inside her. But it was no use. The more she tried to push it down, the more it bubbled to the surface, threatening to overwhelm her. “You know you can tell me anything, right?” “I know, but- it's just, weird, I guess” “It’s okay if you don’t want to share it, but, just so you know, I won’t ever judge you.” Lily pressed her lips together and looked at Clara. “Thank you. I-nothing actually happened, but it was going to.” ‘and..is it bad that it was going to happen?’ “Yes,yes, of course, it shouldn’t happen, never, and thanks to you it didn’t, but, it just makes me feel weird.”Lily looked down at her hands. “It’s okay to feel that way, but, why do you think it shouldn’t happen, like ever?” Clara asked curiously.
And why did it feel like he had just dodged a bullet?Aaron’s face kept flashing in her mind, the way he had looked at her, the way he had leaned in so close... What had he been thinking? What had she been thinking? She didn’t even know anymore. All she knew was that she couldn’t stop replaying that moment in her head, couldn’t stop feeling the way her heart had skipped a beat when he had leaned in.But there was one thing she knew for sure, she wasn't ready for whatever this was-she wasn't ready for any more drama, there was nothing going on between them and it will stay like that, she thought to herself.But those feelings quickly gave way to anger, anger at herself for letting it happen, and anger at Aaron for putting her in that position. What had he been trying to prove? That he could just kiss her whenever he felt like it? That she was just there for him to do with as he pleased? Was this his motive all along ? Was this why he kept helping her? Making her feel safe and comfortab
Lily didn't move forward but she didn't move backwards either. As he was about to touch her lips with his, a voice came in from behind, the door clicked. “I-I’m so sorry, I-I didn't mean to-you know what, I’m gonna go, I am so sorry, bye!” Aaron and Lily sat stunned as Clara left, closing the door again leaving both of them alone once again. Lily turned around looking back at the books while Aaron did the same. Aaron’s heart was pounding as he and Lily sat there, the weight of the almost-kiss pressing down on them both. The silence between them was thick, a palpable tension that neither seemed to know how to break. The once cozy room now felt stifling, and the air was charged with unspoken words. Lily kept her eyes fixed on the books in front of her, pretending to be engrossed in their contents, but her mind was racing. Aaron, on the other hand, couldn't shake the feeling of his heart hammering against his chest, the taste of regret already forming on his tongue. He had come so
Meanwhile Zared, who caught sight of her couldn't just sit there with the information of her being at the same place as him. Maybe it’s a sign? He asked himself, feeling the excitement and hope within him, he couldn't contain them anymore, he had to get up and approach her, he couldn't just sit there and do nothing. He waited for her to be seated with her coffee and as soon as she did, he didn't miss a beat to go up to her. “Riley.” He called her as he stood in front of her. Clara lifted her head up to look at him. “What do you want? And I’m Clara.” She demanded rudely. “Right, I’m sorry.” He apologized nervously “Clara, can we talk ?” “What for ? I don't go around talking to r*pists just so you know.” “Clara, please, may I ?” He asked, pointing at the seat in front of her. She nodded at him, sighing. “I’ll get to the point and not waste your time,look ...Clara....I know you hate me but...I'm not the same person anymore...trust me,I'm not lying." "What.do.you.