“Wow! You sure are romantic. I really envy your wife. Please let her know that she looks stunning in all her photos and that it would be great if she could start posting content together with you too,” she suggested with a joyous smile as if she had just won the lottery.“Sure. Thank you, I’ll make sure to let her know that,” I replied while hoping that she would just leave already.After watching the woman leave, I picked up my phone just to realize that I didn’t even have my wife’s phone number.…Dahlia’s Point of View**Later in the afternoon**I sat cross legged on the bed with my phone in my hand as I waited for dinner time to arrive. My appetite for food had returned and that might be because I was in a much better mood than before.Some progress is better than no progress, I guess…To make me feel better about the situation that I was in, I started reflecting on some of the small steps of progress that I’ve made. Even though I haven’t reached my ultimate goal of getting my fre
Suddenly, there was a knock on my bedroom door, and I lost my train of thought. I let out a sigh as I got up from the bed and headed for the door.“Lady Diana…” Jenna said to me the moment that I opened the door.“Yes? Oh, by the way, you can just call me Diana. You can drop the whole ‘lady’ thing and let’s just talk casually from now on, ok?” I suggested with a smile.“If that’s what you want then…” she agreed hesitantly.“Is there something that you want from me?” I questioned curiously.“I’m just here to tell you that I’ll be setting up dinner for you in the dining room,” she informed me politely.“You can just prepare something simple for me. I’m not a picky eater,” I replied.“I can’t do that,” she replied with a playful glint in her eyes.It felt like she was hiding away a great secret. It made me curious, but it wasn’t like I was dying to know what kind of secret she harbored.“And why is that?” I asked.“You will find out soon. Please come down to dinner at around 7PM. I’ll ma
I had no idea why Jenna honestly thought that someone like Bradon would genuinely want to enjoy a romantic dinner with me. With how he had addressed me, I knew immediately that he had already seen my post on social media. I wasn’t sure what kind of reaction I was going to get from him, but I had to say that getting some kind of reaction out of him was better than nothing at all.Without waiting for my reply, Bradon reached for my wrist and began pulling me behind him as he led me into the dining room. The door closed firmly behind us, and I found myself all alone with Bradon in the large dining room. Suddenly, I felt so under and inappropriately dressed for the occasion of our supposedly romantic dinner. Jenna had gone out of her way to decorate both the dining table and the dining room with flowers and various other decorations that I guessed were supposed to add to the romantic atmosphere of the room.“Take a seat…” he said coldly as he pulled a chair out for me.“Thanks…” I murmure
“My father called the other day to tell me to do something about the fact that there’s nothing out there about us. Well, there’s obviously nothing out there about us because there really is no ‘us’ and I’m stuck in here as well…” I pointed out.“So?” he said without a care.My hands clenched together tightly under the table on my lap as I suddenly had the urge to wrap my hand around his neck and wring it. For the life of me, I had no idea why he was acting like this was purely my problem and that he had absolutely nothing to do with this.“I’m sure that your father told you something similar. This isn’t an issue that can be solved by my actions alone. We need to work together on this one,” I proposed brightly as if I was proposing the idea of eternal worldwide peace.“You can count me out. If you think I should not stop you, then at least stop posting things that reference me or may expose the location of this place,” he said coldly.“Don’t you care about the plan going all wrong?” I
I didn’t want things to have to come to this, but it didn’t seem like I had any other choice. I had to go through with it and hopefully this man would keep his word.“Let’s do it. Let’s have sex,” I declared boldly.Bradon’s brows shot upwards before he cocked his head slightly to the side in disbelief. He clearly wasn’t expecting this sudden turn of events and neither did I. Before I could pause to think and change my mind, I began untying the sash around my waist and peeling the robe that I had on away from my body. I could feel him watching my every move, but I didn’t have the luxury of changing my mind anymore.“Did you come here with sex in mind?” he asked as his eyes travelled down my body before returning to my face and narrowing suspiciously at me.“Not really but I’m glad that I’m dressed for it…” I replied casually.He must have thought that I came to seduce him given the quite revealing nightgown that I had on. I guess this might count as dressing up nice and pretty for wha
“You can see him when he’s ready to see you,” he replied after a short moment where he seemed to consider my request seriously.I could sense his discomfort once again when I mentioned Anthony, but I couldn’t quite make out the reason why. That didn’t matter to me at all as long as I got what I wanted. It was so hard for me to believe that after all that I had been through that he was finally granting my wishes. Even though his agreement to all my demands seemed to come with conditions of his own, I was more than happy that we had reached an agreement. It occurred to me then that Bradon might not be as heartless and as unreasonable as I had originally thought. For once in what felt like a very long time, there seemed to be a ray of hope and a rainbow in the dark and cloudy sky that I called my current life.“Thank you…” I thanked him in a small mumble.To my thanks, Bradon just nodded his head slowly once. I bit down on the inside of my lower lip as I wondered if it would be pushing h
“No good reason. I’m just curious…” he replied casually.“Curious? You’re curious about what exactly?” I asked with widened eyes.Bradon stared at me with an unreadable expression for a few seconds before he let out a small chuckle as if an entertaining thought had just crossed his mind. Of course, I had no idea what he was thinking about or recalling.“I’m just curious to know what kind of woman I had the misfortune to marry,” he replied with a mischievous twinkle in his blue eyes.I always thought that his eyes were a very attractive color, but nothing could compare to their beauty when there were actual emotions reflected in them.“You mean, what kind of woman had the misfortune to marry you, right?” I corrected him immediately before I remembered to hold my tongue.“I take it that you’ve already agreed to my condition,” Bradon said before he smiled meaningfully at me.Right, that was probably a very Dahlia thing to say.I bit down on my lower lip to silence myself before I would s
“What?” I exclaimed in disbelief at his unexpected instruction.“Get off my lap,” he repeated coldly.That moment when he showed absolutely no interest made me feel that the grand castle that I had built might have been made entirely of sand and he was the high tsunami wave that threatened to destroy all of it in the blink of an eye. Instead of getting off, I pressed my hands against his chest and leaned closer to him until our faces were mere inches apart.“What are you saying?” I asked as I tried to keep my frustrations from showing.“Return to your seat, Dahlia,” he replied curtly.“What about our deal? You’re not going to back away now, are you?” I asked while refusing to climb off his lap.It looked like Bradon had changed his mind and all that we had planned to agree on would vanish rapidly down the drain along with all the effort that I had poured in. There was no way that I would accept that. The thought of rotting away in his large mansion with no end in sight scared me more
"You should go to bed," Bradon told me the moment that we stepped into the mansion. I knew that his suggestion was spot on because sleep was exactly what I needed to deal with what was to come. The media and everyone had undoubtedly gone wild as they both communicated and speculated on what was the truth and what were twisted lies from all the events that happened in the past that I shared with my sister.I switched off my phone when it wouldn't stop vibrating, without bothering to read the caller ID on the screen. I could already guess who would be calling me and also exactly what they had to say."It feels like my head is ready to explode," I confessed before smiling weakly at Bradon."Which is precisely why you should stop thinking or caring about anyone else and just get some shut-eye," Bradon said as he peeled away the mobile phone that I held in my hand. I let him do so without putting up any resistance because all I wanted to do was crawl into bed and hide under the sheets wit
"My name is Diana, which can only mean that the Diana standing over there is, in fact, my twin sister, Dahlia. In fact, for the past months, I wasn't present, and the Diana that you knew had always been my sister acting out in my place," Diana explained as if it was something to be proud of.The crowd went wild, but I decided to focus my attention on the two figures that seemed so intent on ruining my life along with my sister’s. Our father had officially become our enemy, and at that moment, he looked like he might have started to regret pushing both of us over the edge. Mr. Malton, who, after all this time, clearly never regretted his actions and never realized that he should have been man enough to take responsibility. I was certain that even now, he was willing to destroy our reputation and our future—all for the sake of the money undoubtedly promised to him by our father. Desperate times truly call for desperate measures; that applied to our father but also to us as well.I could
I found myself praying silently that Desmond could bring everything under control, but my prayers probably fell on deafened ears. Instead of Desmond stepping up to the podium, it was my sister who approached it instead."What is she doing?" I asked in a shaky whisper as I felt myself breaking into a cold sweat. It felt like my eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as I continued staring in bewilderment and disbelief at my sister, who stood with a beautiful smile behind the podium, the microphone very close to her lips. I turned to stare at Desmond and managed to lock gazes with him. I could tell that he was staring right back at me, and the way he nodded his head reassuringly was supposed to bring me some relief and keep me at ease, but it only made me even more nervous.I could tell that everyone in the crowd was staring daggers at my sister, even from where I was standing. It wasn't surprising, considering that everyone thought Diana was me. It felt like tight knots had formed
Back to the present"Homewrecker! Homewrecker! Homewrecker!"The violent chanting continued and began seeping into my consciousness, dragging me back to the present. Disaster seemed to be staring me right in the face."Leya..." Bradon whispered my name right beside my ear.His presence close to me reminded me that, unlike that day back then, I wasn't alone. I had Bradon by my side, and, on top of that, everyone was here with me: Desmond and my sister. I suddenly felt a surge of confidence that made me believe that there could be a way out, one that would save us all from this dire situation my father had plotted against us.I had to admit that after leaving the country, I hadn't spared much thought for what would unfold after my departure. I never took care to follow up on any news-not that they would be made public-related to Mr. Malton's wife and child. I had no idea what happened to him or his family after that incident. My parents completely cut me off, and there was frankly no on
"What have you done? Have you completely lost your mind?" my father yelled at me immediately when our family was gathered in private. His face was completely red with anger as his voice echoed in the room. My mother looked like she was on the verge of tears, and I could tell that she was more worried about our family rather than her own daughter. "News of your ridiculous and scandalous behavior is now all over the place!" my father continued yelling. As if to drive his message home, his mobile phone began ringing non-stop. One glance at the name displayed on the screen drove my father to the brink before he switched off the phone and threw it onto the floor. My mother let out a scream at my father's sudden violent outburst before sinking down onto the sofa as if she had lost all strength in her body.I took the opportunity to slowly take a seat, and Diana was by my side in an instant. I knew that the best way to brave out this storm was to keep quiet and not let his words get to me.
Not having the experience of being a criminal before, I wasn't quite sure how one was supposed to be treated, but the experiences that I went through might have indeed been close. I thought that I was used to disappointing my parents and the people around me. I thought that I was used to seeing the look of disappointment and disapproval in their eyes before it became a look of resentment and then complete apathy and lack of care. I thought that I could deal with everything without getting my emotions involved because, after all, I was supposed to be used to this kind of treatment, and that was why I was caught utterly off guard by how quickly things escalated.Thinking back on it, my memories were quite blurry. Either it was simply too much for me to take in at the time for my brain to form any clear memories, or it was simply too shocking and too harsh for me to take. Either way, everything seemed to fly by me and over my head.Although every single teacher and the principal tried to
Just thinking that the fool right in front of me dared to say he was in love with my sister, while he couldn't even tell the two of us apart, made my blood boil. It took a lot of effort to repress the urge to reach out and strangle his neck right then and there. I reminded myself that I had a part to play and quite an audience to impress."No... this can't be..." Mr. Malton whispered hoarsely from a distance, stepping even further away from me. I stood up from the table, grabbed his arm, and pulled him back to my side as I glared up into his face."It's actually quite simple to fool you. All I had to do was dress up in my sister's clothes whenever I met you and talk a little more sweetly..." I said, letting out a hysterical laugh. I could still feel everyone's eyes on us as the attention in the room escalated even more than before.Mr. Malton was speechless as he tried to pull his arm away from my grip, but I wasn't about to let him get away so easily."Well, now I guess the secret is
I had no idea how Diana managed to keep the girls silent up until that point so that the news wouldn't spread; however, I knew that it wouldn't be too long before everyone in school knew about this illicit affair. We would be extremely lucky if this news did not spread beyond the school walls. Despite the gravity of the situation, Mr. Malton was already ready to make his retreat."What if they don't believe us? I feel so scared. I don't want to be alone, and I don't want you to leave me," I said pleadingly just to see his reaction."You know that I would never do that. It would just be temporary until everything blows over. I promise that I will never leave you. How could I possibly leave you? I love you so much," he declared his love for me boldly.The more dramatic things became, the more I felt that his act of adoration was completely fake. No matter how many times he claimed to be in love with my sister, it seemed like he couldn't even tell us apart. I wondered what kind of face h
"Leya, you need to help me find a way out of this. Diana simply cannot make this kind of mistake," my sister told me slowly and clearly as she stared directly into my eyes."You're right. You can't afford to make these kinds of mistakes," I agreed solemnly."No one else must find out about this. We have to do something before word gets out because word is definitely going to get out,," my sister stated calmly, and I could tell that she had returned to her calm and collected self."Can't we tell them that they simply misunderstood and that it's not true?" I asked, daring to harbor a little bit of hope."They probably won't believe what we tell them, but they might believe what we show them," Diana replied, and I could tell her mind was made up.Without using any more words, it seemed like an understanding had formed between us, and once again, it felt like it was us against the entire world....**The Next Day**As I pushed open the back door to the building that was supposed to be off