Warning : It's short. 🙃
"Tell me, can you lend me a sports bra? I forgot mine."
"Okay."
I was a little surprised by her response.
Luckily, Cassandra had bought sports bras for me, as I often spent the night here. I always forget to bring an extra pair, so I had to wear the one I was already wearing.
I didn't really mind wearing the same one, but when Cassidy and I are together, we do a lot of physical activity playing, so we sweat a lot. So in those moments, I prefer to change my bra.
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"Hey, Uncle J!"
"Hello, H! What's new?"
"I need your help. I want to help a friends' father surprise his wife for their 25th wedding anniversary."
"Oh, okay. Let me make a few calls, and I'll get back to you to see what we can do."
"Okay, thanks, Uncle J!"
"I can't refuse you anything," he said with a smile....
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I should have realized that something was off with her. But I was so focused on making everyone happy that I unintentionally neglected her. If only we had talked, I could have probably avoided what happened next.
I regret it so much...
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I spoke with Cassidy that night, but I didn't tell her everything. I prefer to keep certain sensitive topics to myself. It's up to my family to deal with those topics, but it felt good to talk to Cassidy about the arranged marriage. I still don't understand why it's happening.
Cassidy suggested that I fulfill my "obligations" without leaving Cassandra. However, the idea of being married to someone while dating Cassandra or anyone else goes against my upbringing. I consider it deceitful. I would later realize, however, that I should have considered this option, as it would have prevented me from suffering so much in such a short time.
Why should children bear the burden of their parents' mistakes?
...
After spending time with Cassandra's family, I felt overwhelmed and I shut down. I really needed a break to stop my brain from overthinking and causing me a headache. All I wanted was to sleep and maybe never wake up.
I knew I was approaching a dangerous threshold, but I often feel like I have too much burdening my mind. I tried to understand why I often felt this way, but could never find an answer. All I knew was that I was in a bad place.
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I ran desperately. I could feel the pain all over my body.
The friction against my skin was unbearable. I knew my feet must have been bleeding.
The pain was so intense that I wanted to stop. Argh! Damn flashback!
I'm trapped in an endless vicious circle.
I've never been allowed a moment's rest.
...
I didn't see the point in blaming anyone for this tragedy, least of all the old man. But I have some unanswered questions; I feel like something is escaping me. I just can't put my finger on it. Why?
On the other hand, I do resent the old man a little for this arranged marriage business. He has contacts everywhere, so why can't he cancel it or find a loophole in that damn contract?
Cassandra is so beautiful. I'm so lucky. When I think back on the mess they've put me in, I want to let out a long sigh. But still, she is so gorgeous.
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Whenever I went back to school, I was overwhelmed by an unimaginable pain.
Wherever I looked, I saw her. I saw her wearing different expressions, but I saw her nonetheless.
I feel like her ghost haunts this place.
...
Angel is always there, present and ready.
'Amari, I really need some rest... I... I'm sorry.'
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I should have realised what was happening. I think what Angel sent her was the final straw. Can I really keep my promises? I'm starting to falter; I'm scared.
No...
No.
No!
No!!
No!!!
Please, no!
I can't. Not again!
...
It's them. The same ones. It's always them. I've never done anything to those people. But they still want to break me over and over again without respite. Why me?
Yes, it's all my fault, but the way she rejected me hurt so much. I knew it meant the end of our friendship.
I called the only person who could help me get her back.
After that, I think it's time for me to distance myself. I've reached a point that scares me.
I just want to wake up from this nightmare.
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Yes, I seemed calm. Yes, I was being self-deprecating. At least, I think so?
I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel an overwhelming urge to kill them. But
I don't understand why I'm so calm, or why I end up helping my bullies. The situation is truly ironic.
I know Diablo suffers from hemophobia because I'm observant.
...
Why am I dreaming about that child again? I thought it was over. That child only brings me pain.
Why?
...
No!
Why that face? How is that possible? Why does this child have...
Why?!
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Chloe's uncle. Should I call him my enemy? I don't know; I'm just tired.
'Yes, it's better to forget.'
I'm starting to slip into the abyss of despair.
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Reuniting with Chloe wasn't as strange as I had expected. It was as if we had never been apart.
....
I'm really tired. I feel like hibernating...
Hi! I know it's been over a year since I put this book on hold.
I'm not going to make any promises that I might not be able to keep. However, I'll do my best to post new chapters.
I haven't been able to start volume 3 yet, though, as I've had a lot of health problems.
If I finish a chapter though, I'll try to post it as soon as possible.
I've finished the extras for volume 1, so I just need to reread the story quickly to see where I am with it so far, and then start writing volume 3.
Anyway, thank you for your patience. I hope I won't disappoint you with the third part.