Caroline stood there, completely motionless for what felt like an eternity, as if time itself had paused. In those fleeting seconds, a whirlwind of emotions surged within her, igniting a fierce anger that bubbled just beneath the surface of her composure. It was an anger she struggled to contain, a fire stoked by the very thought of what had once been and what had now become. She didn't want to let herself get carried away any further down that path of fury; it felt, in some strange way, like a betrayal of what she had once felt.In the past, she had been utterly captivated by Berry. Her feelings for him had gone beyond simple affection; they had bordered on obsession. To her, he was not just a person but a source of deep passion and affection that fueled her heart. Yet, fast-forward to the present, and the landscape of her feelings had shifted dramatically. What was once love had been replaced by a stark realization that Berry had transformed into a mere means to an end — nothing
In a beautifully elegant restaurant, adorned with exquisite decor and a welcoming ambiance, sat two older women who exuded a sense of grace and composure as they enjoyed their afternoon tea. The clinking of fine china and the soft murmur of other patrons created a soothing backdrop for their otherwise private conversation. One of the women, Agnes, positioned directly across from her friend Abigail, looked up from her cup, a hint of sarcasm lacing her words. “How is Ophelia doing? It feels like it’s been ages since I last laid eyes on her.”A soft chuckle escaped Abigail’s lips. “My adopted daughter is doing quite splendidly, and I have a feeling you’re already aware of that, Agnes,” she replied, trying to keep the tone light despite the underlying tension.With a look of genuine curiosity, Agnes pressed on, clearly intrigued by the latest gossip. “I’ve been hearing whispers that she’s become involved with a wealthy man. Is there any truth to that?” Her eagerness was palpable, her
As the clock struck 6 PM, Ophelia was taken aback by how quickly the time had flown by. A rush of excitement surged through her veins, a feeling heightened by the anticipation of her friends, Berry and Caroline, witnessing her shine tonight. The event she had been looking forward to for so long was just an hour away, yet Kennedy, her companion for the evening, had chosen to arrive at 8 PM. The thought of being with him stirred a sense of eagerness in her heart, as she couldn’t wait to discover what surprises he had in store for her.After spending what felt like an eternity scrolling through her phone, Ophelia decided it was time to prepare. She hopped into the bathroom for a refreshing bath that would cleanse both her body and mind of any lingering worries. Once she stepped out, feeling revitalized, she slipped into some casual yet stylish clothes that would allow her to feel comfortable while still looking great.Just as she was about to head out the door, Kennedy appeared out of
Ophelia stood in the middle of the gathering, and her eyes swept over the faces of those around her. She couldn't help but notice the look of disbelief etched on the features of both Caroline and Berry. Their expressions spoke volumes, filled with surprise and a touch of disdain."Wow, so you really are quite the sly woman, aren't you?!" Berry exclaimed, an incredulous scoff escaping his lips. Ophelia could hardly contain my reaction to his words, so she rolled her eyes, signaling just how unimpressed she was with him.Turning her gaze to Kennedy, Ophelia could sense a hint of confusion in his eyes as he tried to grasp the situation. Ophelia took a deep breath before explaining, “Kennedy, this is my ex-husband, Berry. I’m sure you’ve heard of him The tone in Ophelia's voice was sharp, carrying an icy undertone that practically said she had no fond feelings for Berry, and Kennedy quickly caught on to the tension in the air."We're about to go greet some of the elders," Kennedy state
As both of them were breathing hard and their faces showed signs of the passionate encounter, Ophelia found it impossible to resist the urge to kiss the stranger with an intensity she never anticipated. The moment was overwhelming, and as their lips met, she was suddenly flooded with a strong sense of déjà vu—a familiar feeling that she could not quite place, as if she had lived this moment before in some distant memory.After what felt like an eternity, although it was probably only about ten minutes, they both reluctantly pulled away from each other, as Ophelia's breathing became rapid and more pronounced, signaling the depth of her emotions. "I'm sorry," he murmured softly, and a wave of guilt washed over his features, making it clear that he was having his own internal struggle about what had just occurred between them.Logan, in a rare moment in his life, felt emotions that were intense and unfamiliar to him, except for those associated with someone from his past…As memories o
The bright and cheerful smile that had been adorning Logan’s face disappeared almost immediately, and those who were present, particularly the shareholders, couldn’t help but notice the sudden change in his mood. It was clear that something had shifted within him. After a lengthy and serious period of intense discussions that had a rather chilly and unfriendly atmosphere, the meeting finally came to an end. The shareholders, feeling a mix of fatigue and unease from the cold exchange of ideas and opinions, filed out of the room. Logan was then taken back to the airport, where he was expecting to catch a flight. As he sat in the car being driven to the airport, Logan found himself filled with anticipation and excitement at the thought of seeing Ophelia.Despite the serious discussions he had just endured, a genuine smile began to form on his lips, replacing his earlier expression. He longed for the warmth of her presence and the joy she brought into his life, which made him eager t
For a brief moment, Ophelia found herself completely and utterly taken aback, as if she had been struck speechless. The words that Logan had just spoken felt so foreign and unbelievable to her that she could hardly wrap her mind around them. With a hint of frostiness in her tone, she inquired, “What do you mean by that?” Her breath was even and detached, revealing no hint of the turmoil brewing inside her.Logan, sensing the tension in the air, attempted to draw her away, saying, “Let’s go, and I’ll explain everything to you.” He reached out to clasp her hands gently, trying to lead her away from where they were, but Ophelia reacted swiftly, yanking her hands back as if his touch was made of ice. Her sudden rejection of him stirred something fiery in Logan; his expression contorted with frustration and anger, as he struggled to comprehend her reaction.At that moment, Ophelia couldn’t help but feel a mixture of rage and amusement at the absurdity of it all. Memories of that night
Kennedy, after taking a moment to glance back, decided to walk away and leave the scene. Meanwhile, Ophelia and Logan got into the luxurious Rolls Royce. As they drove off, the sound of the engine filled the air, and they gradually disappeared from sight.~As Ophelia strolled close to the gentle flow of the river, a chilly breeze swept through the air, grazing her perfectly smooth skin in a way that almost felt painful. She held three delicate flowers in her hand, their colors vibrant against the gray of the day. Logan, who was walking alongside her, couldn’t help but feel a sense of confusion and concern. “Why are we here?” he inquired, his voice breaking the quietness that surrounded them. However, Ophelia didn’t respond to his question; instead, she chose to ignore him completely. She walked a little further until she found a spot on the soft sand near the riverbank where she decided to sit down.Despite the water splashing gently against her, Ophelia remained completely stil