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Aanya’s POV: I slowly tried to open my eyes, but it felt like it was stuck together with super glue. You know that feeling you get when you are so tired that you want time to just stop and all life to end? That is exactly what I felt when what happened before I fell unconscious hit me like a tsunami, and my thoughts are like a washer right now. All those words I said to them were what I wanted to say for years and years, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell them that then, and I did now. I don’t know what to feel. Sad and guilty that they know what I felt like, or angry that my dad did not feel even a bit of remorse or that my brother thought it was my own fault. Without even opening my eyes, my thoughts are going crazy and my surroundings sound so quiet like I am in a box with iron walls. Maybe this is the end of my life, and I can finally have peace… or not. I heard a door open and close, but I don’t know if someone went out or came in, so I am in a room that much, I am sure. With m
Aanya CHAPTER 26
Aanya’s POV: I would be lying if I said this felt weird and uncomfortable. Flying in a private jet is one thing off my bucket list. One week has passed, and I am flying back to Loncor. Just me because the day after my singing, I learned from the bodyguards my husband left that he flew back early since he had some work to finish. ‘More like someone to see’ ‘You are jealous’ Currently, I am reading the diary, and the documents are spread out on the table next to me. To say I was shocked would be a fucking understatement, I am flabbergasted. This diary opens up a side of my life I never knew I had. My whole life I had been lied upon. My whole entire existence was a lie, but I cannot base anything on everything I have in front of me. First, I need to know if it was something my parents wrote, then I need to check if the documents are not false and finally I need to find out what really happened. I wonder if my siblings had any idea. God! My life is turning into a mess. It is a short j
Aanya CHAPTER 27
Aanya’s POV It is the day of the ball, and it has also been a week since I saw my dear husband. But I am not going to let that spoil my mood, I was hoping I would be able to get drunk without getting into trouble. The past week seemed to be the same as always. Patricia, Ann, and the kids stayed the entire week, I went and visited Ryan a couple of times, and Charlotte was there sometimes. The kids got a little cranky the entire week because their father was not here, but other than that, everything went well. Even the twins – Amara and Amyra - joined us, but Chloe seemed to be with her best friend. Right now, all of us were getting ready. Yesterday we all went and got our hair and nails done, it was a relaxing day. The twins already got their dresses. Amara had a white dress with a slit that reached her mid-thigh. She also had a black ribbon that acted as a belt around her waist, and its loose ends touched the ground slightly. Amyra had a forest green dress with spaghetti straps and
Aanya CHAPTER 28
Evan’s POV: “You apologized?!?!” “It’s basic manners. If I know I am in the wrong, then I apologize.” “No offence, but I kind of pity your future child. They are going to be a perfectionist” The song has finished, and the first dance has come to an end. I was taken aback by her sudden mention of kids “Why only a child?” “I don’t know… you just… don’t seem very… child friendly. I feel like you are going to suffocate the kid with manners and etiquette and the all the rules and honors he needs to follow.” We didn’t talk after that. That seemed to be the first normal conversation we had. Other than the usual good morning and nods, we don’t communicate with each other, and even if we do, it was probably a fight. I, who had never thought about marriage or children, now seem to have a wife, and we just had a conversation about kids. We reached our table and sat around. Aanya and Ann started talking about something while my brother sat next to me, checking his phone, furiously typing aw
Aanya CHAPTER 29
Ashley’s (Aanya’s friend) POV: Being a CEO is a headache, but being the CEO of a law firm is even more of a headache. Paperwork after paperwork, case after case. God! It does my heading. I knew I should have chosen the pilot course. I wonder why the f**k I changed my option last minute. Honestly, the work is bad, but the pay is good, so I need to stop winging. My phone rang, and I looked at it. The corner of my mouth twitched when I saw who was calling me “You called?” “You were expecting?” “Well, what can I say? My friend needs help.” “What do you know?” I sat back and started explaining“I will start from the beginning, that day after their argument in the library, she was sad but when she saw him in front of the school a week later she was happy. It was the last day before the school closed for the Easter holidays. They talked and decided they would meet up the next day in town” I paused at the memory of my friend being so happy “She was so happy that the entire way home, she
Aanya CHAPTER 30
Aanya’s POV: 2 weeks have passed since the ball, and today, I am very bored since I don’t have anything to do. I don’t have the energy to read books, cook, or go out, but I have the energy to be childish. My idea of childishness is getting high on sugar and pulling pranks on others. So that is exactly what I have been doing right now, but I am confused as to whom to prank. I can’t prank Ryan – he is busy, can’t prank Charlotte – she is also busy, can’t prank Ashley or Naomi – they are both busy with their boyfriends… … … Cooper and Max [Evan’s dog] came in wagging their tails. I haven’t seen them in ages. We became kind of close when I started living here. I have a very good relationship with Cooper and a love-hate relationship with Max, let’s just say Max is less accommodating sometimes. That’s when I had an idea of whom to prank. Evan has been working overnight since the night after the ball, maybe even before that, but I don’t know. So, as a good wife, I should let him rest, but
Aanya CHAPTER 31
Aanya’s POV: I woke up, and it felt like I had been sleeping for hours, but I could still sleep. My body feels hot. I looked down to see I was covered with a blanket, but not only that, I had a needle in my right hand. I look up the wire, and it leads to an IV. Am I dreaming? How come I didn’t feel anything when it was inserted into me? I can’t stand the sight of needles, so I remember every single encounter of mine with needles. “Go back to sleep. You have to take good rest.” I looked to my left to see Evan sitting on the bed next to me. He was reading a book. “What are you doing?” “Helping you get better” The sun is still shining bright outside “What’s time?” “It is the 3rd of November, and the time is 5 past 2 in the afternoon.” Oh, okay “Wait, I slept for a day?” He sighed and closed the book he was reading and turned to me “You have got a fever. I called the doctor this morning, and he said that with the correct medicine and rest, you will be better soon” No wonder I fee
Aanya CHAPTER 32
Aanya’s POV: “I am home!!” “Father/Mother is home” “I have to go back home” Sometimes, people use the word home so many times that the word loses its meaning and feeling. As I have read in many stories, a home is not a building with 4 concrete walls and 3 levels full of many different rooms with different purposes. Rather, it is where you feel like you belong. Some people find it right next to them while others find it by travelling to different places to get that feeling. In simple words, home is where we find a meaning to define ourselves and who we believe ourselves to be. At the age of 16, I found my home to be in books – thanks to Ashley. Ashely Shoved It Ends With Us by Colleen Hoover. She was obsessed with that book, but I didn’t like the ending. When I knew there is going to be a second book called It Starts With Us, I was more than excited and when I read the story from Atlas's side I knew It Ends With Us ended the right way. I felt like Lily’s mom stayed because 1. she c
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