Semua Bab My toyboy is Alpha King: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Evelyn's POVI opened the safe, expecting to find important documents or information. But instead, I was surprised to find that it was almost empty, except for a single diary. I picked it up, feeling a sense of curiosity.As I flipped through the pages, I was shocked to discover that the first few entries were indeed written by me. I had no memory of writing them, but the handwriting was unmistakably mine.But as I continued to read, I noticed that the handwriting started to change. It was still similar to mine, but it was clear that someone else had written the entries. I felt a chill run down my spine as I realized that the handwriting belonged to Veronica.The entries written by Veronica were filled with disgust and contempt towards Seth's scars. She wrote about how repulsed she was by his appearance, and how she couldn't believe she was stuck with him. The entries were also filled with complaints and curses about Seth, and it was clear that Veronica had a deep-seated hatred for me

Evelyn's POV I dialed Veronica's number, my heart racing with anticipation. When she answered, I asked her to meet me at our secret base, a place that held a lot of memories for both of us."Will you be there?" I asked calmly. "Alright, I'll be there."Veronica agreed, and I could sense a hint of curiosity in her voice. It had been a long time since we'd last been to the secret base together.The secret base was a small villa that my parents had given me as a birthday gift when I was 15. I had transformed it into a secret hideout for myself and my friends, a place where we could escape the pressures of everyday life and just be ourselves.As I waited for Veronica to arrive, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. I was angry and hurt by Veronica's betrayal, but at the same time, I was curious to know why she had done what she did. And I was determined to get answers.As I stepped into the villa, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. It had been years since I'd last set foot in thi

Seth's POVWhen Veronica messaged me, I stared at my phone, my eyes scanning the text message from Veronica. She was asking for my help, but I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. I had trusted Veronica, believed her when she told me that Evelyn had betrayed me, that she had slept with someone else. But now, Veronica was confessing to something that made my blood boil.She had forged Evelyn's diary, manipulated me into believing those lies. I felt a wave of disgust wash over me as I realized the extent of Veronica's betrayal. She had used me, played on my emotions, and destroyed my relationship with Evelyn.And for what? So she could get attention? So she could feel important? I couldn't fathom why Veronica would do something so cruel, especially to someone like Evelyn, who had always been there for her.My mind was reeling with anger and regret. How could I have been so blind? How could I have trusted Veronica so implicitly? I thought back to all the times Evelyn ha

Evelyn's POV.Dr. Kelvin's words struck a chord within me. He seemed to see the inner turmoil that I was struggling with, and his gentle reminder to cherish the people who love me only made me feel more torn.Every day, I found myself wrestling with the decision of whether to end things with Dylan. I knew that our relationship was unlikely to have a future, that a family like Dylan's would never accept someone like me. I was damaged goods, after all.As I stood there, I felt a wave of uncertainty wash over me. I had always been so guarded, so careful about who I let into my inner world. The thought of opening up to someone, of sharing my deepest fears and insecurities, was terrifying.What if someone didn't understand me? What if they saw me as weak or fragile? I had always prided myself on my strength, on my ability to handle whatever life threw my way. The thought of showing vulnerability, of admitting that I wasn't okay, was daunting.But as I looked within myself, I saw a glimmer

Evelyn's POV I sat in the conference room, waiting for what felt like an eternity for Dylan's sister to arrive. Finally, the door swung open and a woman with an ethereal quality to her walked in. She was impossibly slender, with porcelain skin and delicate features. A brand-name bag dangled from her arm, and she smiled brightly as she greeted me."Evelyn, it's so lovely to meet you," she said, her voice like music. "I'm Lucy, Dylan's sister."As she spoke, I couldn't help but notice the subtle undertones of condescension in her voice. She was pretending to be friendly and interested, but beneath the surface, I sensed a patronizing attitude.Lucy's eyes flicked over me, taking in my appearance, and I could almost hear her thinking that I was somehow...beneath her. Her smile never wavered, but I sensed a subtle disdain emanating from her."It's lovely to meet you too, Lucy," I replied, trying to keep my tone neutral. But inside, I was seething. Who did she think she was, looking down o