All Chapters of Ophelia's Revenge: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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 What was once love had been replaced by a stark realization that Berry had transformed into a mere means to an end — nothing

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

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

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

After an extensive period of searching that seemed to stretch on for far too long, Ophelia let out a deep sigh, and a clear expression of worry began to spread across her face. For more than an hour, she had been on a quest to locate something very important to her, yet despite her best efforts, it remained elusive and completely out of reach. As a fleeting thought crossed her mind, she considered the possibility that she might have inadvertently left the item at Kennedy’s apartment, a notion that filled her with a sense of determination. Therefore, she resolved to reach out to him with a phone call in hopes of finding out if he had seen it.After allowing the phone to ring twice, she finally heard a voice on the other end of the line as he answered the call. “Kennedy!” she exclaimed with a tone filled with excitement and hope, but instead of hearing his familiar voice, she was met with the sound of a woman scoffing dismissively.“What business do you have with Kennedy?” the woman