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Chapter 104
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It’s been a solid one week since she decided to leave Khein for the second time around. At first she finds the first following days very difficult. It was still so fresh in her mind that leaving him for good may result of not being able to see him ever again. And it’s a possibility she is aware but not prepared for.But she knew it has to be ended.Rosette's phone buzzed with urgency, Wisrelle's name flashing on the screen. It’s been a while since she went to work. Her parents advised her to quit working for a few days so she can relax, calm down, gather her thoughts, and have a good rest. And in that one week, she can say she’s already rested enough.Picking up the call, she could sense a certain tension in her secretary's voice. Her brows furrowed in concern."Wisrelle, what's going on?" Rosette asked, a hint of concern coloring her tone."Ms. Rosette, I just received an urgent meeting request from Mr. Kho Bianchi. He wants to discuss some projects immediately," Wisrelle explained,
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Navigating the cool night streets, Rosette sought solace in the dimly lit refuge of the nearest bar. The soft hum of conversation and clinking glasses surrounded her as she ordered a drink, the liquid serving as a feeble attempt to drown the cacophony of thoughts raging in her mind.Seated on a barstool, the bitterness of the drink mirrored the bitterness of her emotions. The recent events replayed like an unsettling skit, orchestrated by Khein, leaving her in a state of emotional confusion.Tears of frustration welled in her eyes as she wrestled with the aftermath of his actions. Was this his cruel way of seeking revenge for her sudden decision of leaving him five years ago?The complexities deepened as she mulled over the mixed signals he had sent—kissing her wounded lips even with the unexpected arrival of his girlfriend. The contradictory of his actions fueled the flames of anger within her. She grappled with the whirlwind of emotions, questioning his motives and her own role in a
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The morning light streamed into the unfamiliar room, casting a disorienting glow on Rosette's surroundings. Still lying in bed, she felt a throbbing ache in her head and a heaviness that suggested a night of excess. As she opened her blue eyes, she found herself in a place she couldn’t recognize. Panic settled in as she struggled to recall the events that had led her to this unfamiliar place. Attempting to make sense of the foggy memories, Rosette's disorientation intensified. She looked around, trying to make out of the place she was possibly in. but she cannot remember a thing. Is she in a stranger`s house? What happened? A gasp left her lips as she realized that she must’ve went with a man after drinking a lot in that bar last night. A sense of vulnerability swept over her, amplified by the realization that she was without clothes. Anxiety gripped her as she grappled with the unknown, and a panic attack loomed on the horizon. In the midst of her distress, the door connecting to
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The soft glow of morning light streamed through the curtained windows, casting a delicate warmth across the room where Rosette found herself. Disoriented and determined, she quietly tiptoed towards the door, her bare feet making minimal sound against the cool floor.She need to leave. She can’t stay here any longer. She will not allow herself be entangled with his web of confusing words and affection. She had enough, and she could only endure that much.Her heart raced with each step, fueled by a mix of fear and desperation. The room seemed to hold its breath as Rosette carefully turned the doorknob, hoping to slip away unnoticed. However, the creaking hinges betrayed her intentions, and just as the door began to inch open, a strong arm shot out, preventing her escape.“You are not going anywhere, my love,” he whispered against her ear, making her shiver.Khein, ever watchful, had sensed her attempt to flee. His presence loomed behind her, a silent force that thwarted her every effort
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Frantically searching the room for her phone, Rosette's fingers danced across surfaces, seeking the familiar shape and cool touch of the device. The dim light added an extra layer of difficulty to her quest, shadows playing tricks on her senses. When her hand finally closed around the phone, a fleeting sense of relief surged through her—perhaps a lifeline to the outside world awaited. Her fingers, guided by both desperation and hope, danced across the screen as she swiped, tapped, and navigated through the device's features. She has to contact her family. She`s been kidnapped. It was against her will to come all the way here. Heck, she didn’t even expect him to suddenly show up! The phone, once a portal to connections and solace, now transformed into an instrument of despair. No bars, no signal—just an empty void that mirrored the isolation pressing down on her. “Fuck…” she uttered, exasperated. How the hell on earth there is no signal?! Are they on a very remote area?! How come?!
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