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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
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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
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"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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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Her eyes widened in horror as she saw Lily unconscious in Zared’s arms. “What did you do to her, Zared?” Clara shouted, her voice a mixture of shock and accusation. “I didn’t do anything to her!” Zared protested, his voice cracking with anguish. “For God’s sake, Clara, call an ambulance. I swear, I didn’t hurt her! No I’ll take her!” Zared held Lily gently, his tears falling onto her pale face. He felt helpless, consumed by the weight of his actions and the consequences they had caused, carrying her to his car. Soon, they arrived at the hospital and Zared followed closely behind as they took Lily on a stretcher, his heart heavy with guilt and fear. At the hospital, they were met by a doctor who examined Lily. The diagnosis was that Lily had fainted due to her weakened state, consumed by the depression she was suffering from. The doctor’s words felt like a crushing blow to Zared, who could only blame himself for the turmoil Lily was enduring. The doctor discharged Lily afte
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