Bernice Stephen used to have the most perfect life, or at least she thought she did. That all came to a screeching halt when she discovered her husband, Fed, was having an affair with her sister, Melissa. After her parents went bankrupt, Fed forced her to sign the divorce papers. After this, Fed and Melissa arranged Bernice's death together. Apparently, the hand of fate had its way. Bernice was taken back to the day Melissa meddled into her marriage a year ago. This time, Bernice was determined to leave her rotten marriage. But before she can, she must avoid the layers of traps set by Melissa and Fed. What's even more shocking was that her plan for revenge led her to an even more dangerous, charismatic and mysterious wealthy man, Christian Miller. Her brother-in-law seemed ready to be her ally, and more...
View MoreChristianTen Years Ago"Aaron," he said, his voice low and measured, yet laced with a quiet fury. "I believe we need to have a conversation."My father's face paled, his bravado faltering under my grandfather's unwavering stare. "Edward, I didn't expect you to...""To what?" Edward interrupted, his tone sharp as a razor's edge. "To come and see the shambles you've made of your family? To witness the way you've disgraced my daughter's memory?"Elina stepped forward, her painted lips twisting into a saccharine smile. "Edward, darling, surely you can see that we're only trying to do what's best for Christian. The boy needs discipline, structure...""What he needs," Edward cut her off, his eyes flashing dangerously, "is to be away from the toxic influence of this household. From the poison that you and your vile offspring have brought into his life."Fed opened his mouth to protest, but a single glance from Edward silenced him, his bravado withering under the older man's fierce gaze.Aar
ChristianTen Years AgoI sat on the edge of the bed, the delicate necklace Bernice had made for me dangling from my fingers. The small, intricately woven pendant felt cool against my skin. She had crafted it from bits of wire and scrap metal, her nimble fingers transforming the ordinary into something extraordinary."Have it with you," she had whispered, her green eyes shining with emotion as she fastened the clasp around my neck. "No matter what happens, no matter where you go, it will always be with you."I closed my eyes, letting the memory of her words wash over me. The faint scent of her perfume still clung to the necklace, a delicate floral aroma.The sudden pounding on the door shattered my reverie. I leapt to my feet, my heart slamming against my ribs as the door burst open, revealing a dozen of my father's men. They poured into the room, their heavy boots thudding against the worn wooden floor.And there, striding through the doorway like a thundercloud, was Aaron himself. H
BerniceTen Years AgoThe silence in the dining room was suffocating. I could feel the weight of my parents' stares, the disappointment and anger radiating off them in waves. My heart pounded in my chest, a sickening rhythm that made it hard to breathe."Bernice, we need to talk about this," Dad said, his voice low and controlled. "What Melissa said... is it true?"I shook my head vehemently, tears stinging my eyes. "No, Dad, it's not. I'm not pregnant. I swear.""But you have been spending time with this... Charlie?" Mom asked, her brow furrowed with concern.I swallowed hard, my throat tight. "Yes, but it's not what you think. We're just friends."Dad scoffed, his face reddening with anger. "Friends? Bernice, you're 16 years old. You have no business hanging around with grown men, especially ones we don't know.""But Dad, you don't understand," I pleaded, my voice cracking. "Charlie's not like that. He's kind and gentle and...""And what?" Melissa interjected, her tone sickly sweet.
BerniceTen Years AgoBernice's JournalJune 12Dear Diary,It's been a couple days since I last wrote, and I can't believe how much has changed in just a month. Remember that weird boy I met at the supermarket? The one with the mask and the attitude? Well, his name is Charlie, and somehow, we are friends now.At first, I thought he was just another arrogant, rude boy like all those boys in school. But as we started spending more time together, cooking and hanging out, I realized there's so much more to him. He's actually really gentle and kind, and there's this sadness in him that he tries to hide.Lately, I've been thinking about him a lot. Like, a lot a lot. Yesterday, when we were watching movies together, I fell asleep on his shoulder. His warmth enveloped me, and I found myself snuggling closer, breathing in his scent. It was a mix of soap and something uniquely him, and it made my heart flutter in a way I'd never felt before.And then, in that hazy state between sleep and wakef
ChristianTen Years AgoMy heart nearly leaped out of my chest as Bernice's eyes fluttered open, catching me mere inches from her face. I froze, hoping she was still half-asleep and hadn't noticed my compromising position.No such luck.Her brows furrowed slightly as she focused on me. "Charlie? What are you doing?""I, uh..." My mind raced for an excuse, any excuse. "You had some popcorn crumbs. On your face. I was just... getting them off for you."Wow, real smooth, Christian. I mentally facepalmed.Bernice looked at me quizzically for a moment, then shrugged. "Oh. Thanks, I guess." She yawned and stretched. "I think I'm going to conk out again, if that's cool with you. Unless there's something else you wanted to do...?"She let the question hang in the air. I swallowed hard. "Nope, all good here. Sleep away.""Mmkay. G'night." Bernice nestled back into the couch cushions, her eyes drifting shut."Night, Bernie," I whispered.I watched as her breathing slowed and deepened, her featu
ChristianTen Years Ago"Charlie, Charlie? " Bernice's gentle voice brought me back to reality.I blinked, pushing the peculiar feeling aside as an effect of our escape's exertions."What's the matter?" I asked.Bernice whispered. "Who was that? Why were they following us?""I don't know," I said, hating having to lie to her. I can still heard some distant sound of footsteps. I stepped back, putting some distance between us. "We should keep moving," I said, my voice rough. "Just to be safe."Bernice nodded.As Bernice and I made our way back, I couldn't shake the feeling that we were still being watched. My mind raced with possibilities of who could be following us and why. Probably it was Aaron's men, trying to track me down and bring me back."Bernie," I said, my voice low and serious. "I think you should head home. It's not safe for you to be around me right now."Aaron is a dominating person. Ever since I was young, every person and matter I've come into contact with has been unde
ChristianTen Years AgoI was rummaging through the old storage room when I heard the soft tinkling of piano keys.The soft, melodic notes drifted through the house. I hadn't heard anyone played in year. Intrigued, I followed the music, my footsteps leading me to the living room.There was Bernice. She looked so different than usual Bernie. Her fingers danced. I stood in the doorway, transfixed, watching her play.She finished playing."Wow," I breathed, leaning against the doorframe. "I didn't know you could play."Bernice looked up, startled, but then smiled. "Hey, Charlie," she said. "I hope you don't mind me playing your piano."I shook my head, stepping into the room. "After your invading my house all these days. Playing my piano is not a such big deal." I raised an eyebrow, "I had no idea you could play like that.""Oh, yeah. I've been playing since I was a kid. My mom taught me."I walked over and sat beside her on the bench. "You're really good."Bernice's smile widened, and s
ChristianTen Years AgoThe girl breezed past me. Her hair brushed against my arm as she headed for the kitchen. I followed her, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance."Wow, you really did a number on this place," she said, waving her hand in front of her face to clear the smoke. "Have you ever cooked before?"I bristled at her question, my pride once again getting the better of me. "Of course I have," I lied, crossing my arms over my chest. "I just got distracted, that's all."She gave me a knowing look, her lips twitching with amusement. "Distracted, huh? By what, exactly?"I felt my face heat up beneath the mask, and I was suddenly grateful for the covering. The truth was, I had been staring at her outside the window while cooking, but there was no way I could admit that."It's nothing," I mumbled, hoping she would drop the subject.To my relief, she simply shrugged and turned her attention back to the kitchen. "Well, lucky for you, I know a thing or two about cooking. L
ChristianTen Years Ago"Don't tell me you're throwing away those tomatoes you bought," the girl said.There was a hint of amusement in her voice, and her eyes sparkled with amusement, and I could tell she was trying very hard not to laugh.I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment.I had no idea what I was doing, but I couldn't let her know that she'd been right all along. So I lied."No, I'm not throwing them away," I said, trying to sound nonchalant. "I actually made a delicious dinner with them last night. Best tomatoes I've ever had."The girl's smile widened, and I could tell she wasn't buying it for a second. "Oh really?" she asked, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Then why are you throwing away the leftovers?"I opened my mouth to reply, but before I could come up with another lie, my stomach let out a loud, embarrassing growl. I felt my face flush even deeper as the girl burst out laughing."Sounds like your stomach disagrees with your story," she giggled, her eyes twi
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