From what she was saying, I believed that I had kind of figured out how things worked out between her and her man; however, I needed to ask in order to be sure. After telling her everything, I felt like it was only fair that she shared with me what went on in her life from the moment that she ran away and quit being Diana."What about you? What happened to you?" I asked as I braced myself to face the truth. Diana took in a shuddering breath before letting it out slowly. Clearly, the question that I had just asked her was difficult for her to answer, and she needed time to process her words. Fortunately, it felt like we had all the time in the world to catch up with each other."We broke up," Diana announced, getting right to the point. I wished that I could say that I was surprised by this unfortunate development of events, but in reality, it would be more accurate for me to say that I saw this coming from miles away. Ever since the moment that I was told me that she had eloped with
"It's all my fault that you ended up marrying that monster!" she yelled before she went straight back to crying. I pulled her into my arms and hugged her tightly in my desperate attempt to comfort her. Diana broke down in my arms, and after crying her heart and eyes out for a very long time, she finally lost all her energy and ended up falling asleep right on my hospital bed.She called him a monster...**A few days later**I haven't seen either Bradon or Desmond since my sister's arrival. At first, I truly enjoyed having my sister back by my side and spending time with her, slowly catching up on the things that we had missed out on in each other's lives after being apart for so long. After witnessing my sister's emotional breakdown, we both conveniently avoided discussing my sham of a marriage to Bradon and my plan to assist Desmond. Instead, we spent our days in the hospital room, sharing small talk about pleasant topics, such as the current fashion trend and popular celebrities. We
**A few days later**"Why don't we go out for a walk in the garden?" Diana suggested. "The weather is nice today, and I think you could use some fresh air."It was very unfortunate that I was still stuck in the hospital. What was worse was that I had no idea about my potential date of discharge, and that was because I couldn't get in touch with the person who was supposed to be in charge of my fate regarding that matter. With Diana in the way, I had no way to reach Bradon, let alone see him. Whenever I tried to bring up anything related to Bradon, I would earn a disapproving glare from my sister before she would rapidly change the topic of conversation."Sure, that sounds like a good idea. I have no idea how much longer I'll be stuck here. I mean, there's nothing wrong with me, and I am completely healthy," I told my sister as we readied ourselves to go for a walk.The good thing about the hospital is that it has a very large garden and also a few rehabilitation centers where patients
She narrowed her eyes at me suspiciously but decided to hold her tongue so that she could hear me out. "Well, you're not entirely wrong, and things were very difficult between us at first. He truly lived up to his fame when we first met, but even then, he helped me out as well when our parents were unkind to me. I know it's hard to believe, but he stood up for me and protected me from them," I said as I also recalled the day that it happened. Diana had a very surprised look on her face, and I could tell that she was finding it extremely hard to believe that what I was telling her was true. "I know that it's very hard to believe. Even I couldn't believe it at first when it happened, and honestly, I thought that he was doing it because he was simply annoyed with our parents. But when I look back on it, I am pretty sure that he did all of that to help me," I said with a firm nod."Are you sure about this?" Diana asked as she began frowning."I know that it's hard for you to believe, b
"Regardless of whether or not we can find Anthony, I can't let you get any more involved with Bradon," Diana said decisively. I could tell where she was coming from, but she had just made one very great mistake. I wasn't about to let her decide what I was going to do with my future and my life. Even if she was my only sister, my life still belonged to me and me alone."I don't know about that. I still want to make my own decisions, Dina," I said before mustering a smile."Why are you so hesitant to give him up? Is sex with him really that good?" she asked teasingly, grinning at me. Her eyes sparkled as if daring me to answer her ridiculous question. "It's beyond amazing," I replied after deciding not to avoid the truth.…"If the man you ended up marrying isn't Anthony, then where is the real Anthony?" Diana asked a question that I had been wondering for the longest time but failed to find the answer to. "I don't know. I tried my best to find him, but no matter who I ask, they would
"What do you mean?" I asked blankly."From now on, I'm going to clean up after the mess that I made, and I will be responsible for everything that I've done. Thank you for covering for me all this time, but now it's my turn to deal with the consequences of my decisions," Diana said determinedly."I'm not sure what you mean," I murmured as I wondered what exactly she had planned."I'm back now, so there is no need for you to be me anymore," she said as she stared deeply into my eyes.I began to understand what she had in mind, but instead of bringing relief to my chest, I felt an icy cold void opening up in my core. I realized I wasn't just shocked, but I was scared of what was going to happen when I no longer needed to live as Diana. It was probably at that moment that I realized that I wanted to go on playing her role, even if it meant that I had to juggle two identities at once. I had always felt that it was troublesome, but now that I had to give it up completely, I wasn't sure if
Perhaps it was because I knew that she was right that I couldn't quite find the words to respond to her taunting questions. Bradon wasn’t my husband and he probably didn't care about me enough for him to even consider me as his lover. "You know what? I bet if I dress like you and talk like you and then climb into his bed, he probably wouldn’t be able to tell the difference. He'll definitely think that I'm you," she said confidently.I watched as Diana let out a giggle at her own joke while I felt a burning sensation deep in my chest. It felt like I was about to be sick, and I couldn't understand the source of my discomfort. Even if I disliked Diana’s attitude and her idea, I was still surprised at the way that my body was reacting so strongly against the idea. I had no idea why I felt so hurt and disturbed as if I couldn't bear the thought of the two of them together. It just didn't make sense because I knew that logically that was where Diana belonged. All along, it was supposed to
It wasn't like I couldn't understand where Diana was coming from. After all that Dahlia had been through, it was only natural for Diana to act overly protective of her only sister. In fact, the two sisters had always acted protective of each other, and that was understandable considering that they probably felt that it was just the two of them against the world. It didn't take me long to figure out that all of my attempts to get in touch with Dahlia were blocked by Diana.Even though I wasn't allowed to see Dahlia, that didn't stop me from standing guard with my men in front of or close to her hospital room. Dahlia's disappearance from the public only added to the unrest as speculation regarding her relationship with the King escalated until it became uncontrollable. At that point, I was sure that Dahlia was a target for many in all the bad ways that threatened her safety."Why are you here?" Diana asked me the first time that I came to visit Dahlia. She glanced towards the door of he
"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
The moment that thought entered my mind, I quickly killed it and pushed it out of my mind as if extinguishing a small flame before it would spread and engulf everything. I told myself that it wouldn’t have to come to that and that we could find another way to figure things out.“Does it matter? Why does it have to matter?” Diana asked, and her tone was cold.My sister’s response quickly snapped me out of my thoughts and back to reality. I narrowed my eyes at her as my irritation started to take over.“It does matter! Have you completely lost your mind? He’s our teacher,” I reminded her as I started to truly lose my head over what my sister had confessed to me.Had I known that the person she had been dating was one of our teachers, I would have definitely stopped her. That was probably the reason why Diana decided to keep it a secret, even from me. In reality, I had my own doubts about whether or not I could have persuaded my sister not to pursue her taboo relationship with Mr. Malton
"I guess he is not someone in this school," I said as I ran my mind through potential candidates who could be my sister's true love."It's a secret," Diana repeated again before pressing her index finger teasingly against her lips."Are you really not going to tell me?" I asked."Honestly, you have no idea just how much I am dying to tell you who he is. But you see, I did promise him to keep it a secret between us... at least for now," Diana said before flashing me a regretful smile."I don't think I will end up liking this guy. He's telling you to keep secrets from me," I replied teasingly."I'll make sure that you're the first one to find out," Diana promised me with a beaming smile."I guess that it's good enough for me that you're happy," I told her honestly."Thank you, Leya. I love you so much. You're probably the only one who truly cares about my happiness," my sister said before pulling me into her embrace.Back then, when I held my sister in my arms and hugged her back tightl
“Shall we?” Bradon asked as he offered me his arm invitingly.“Thank you,” I replied as I smoothly slipped my arm into his.Appearing in front of the public as Diana, with Bradon as my escort as he flawlessly acted out the role of Anthony, drew quite a lot of attention to us. I could tell that Bradon felt restless, even under his calm and collected exterior, and that was probably because he couldn’t wait for this engagement announcement to come to an end. Even though he should have been reassured now that Diana was taking my place at the ceremony, it seemed that nothing could make Bradon completely feel at ease given the situation.“I sincerely hope that they keep it short,” Bradon whispered right into my ear before planting a soft kiss against my temple.I was sure we looked like the perfect loving couple, and perhaps that wasn’t so far from the truth. For the life of me, I had no idea how Diana managed to convince Desmond to let her take my place at the engagement ceremony, but I wa
"So, are you going to get on your hands and knees to beg? How much longer will you keep me waiting?" I asked while pointing my index finger at the empty floor right in front of my feet.If looks could kill, I would have died an extremely painful death, stabbed by the millions of daggers flying out of my father's eyes from the way he was glaring at me. Even when I was clearly his only route of escape from the impending hell that was awaiting him, it was clear that my father felt nothing but hatred for me. I returned his stare with one of my own as I continued pointing to the floor where I wanted them to get on their hands and knees."I'm still waiting. Oh, but if you're not willing, then I'll make sure that some men will escort you out," I said before grinning at them. I could tell that my father was hesitating, and that meant that he was truly considering abandoning whatever pride he had left to get down on his hands and knees to beg for help from his long-abandoned daughter.Time mov