Judith's POV, As Carter pulled into the parking lot of my apartment complex, I turned to him with a soft tone, "Thank you," The tears that had been streaming down my cheeks for the past hour had left me drained and emotionally exhausted, with no energy for more drama.Despite my refusal to tell him what had happened at the cinema, Carter could see that I was in distress. "Are you sure you'll be okay?"He asked With genuine concern and I simply nodded.Though my words were few, my expression must have revealed the turmoil I was feeling inside. Carter sighed and reached over to pat my hand. "If you ever need someone to talk to, you know I'm here, You don't have to go through this alone, " He said and I managed a weak smile, "Thank you," I whispered as I unbuckled my seatbelt and opened the door. "Take care, yeah? And please remember, you're not alone." He said softly. I nodded and stepped out of the car, then closed the door behind me. As I walked away, my thoughts were a
Amihan's POV, It was a long, sleepless night. The minutes ticked by slowly, seeming to stretch on for an eternity. I tossed and turned, my mind racing with thoughts of the previous day's events. I kept checking my phone, hoping for a message or call from Judith, but nothing came. The darkness of the night seemed endless, and I longed for the relief of morning. Finally, at three in the morning, I drifted off into a fitful sleep. But it was short-lived, as the shrill ringing of my alarm jolted me awake at five-thirty. I felt exhausted, my body heavy with fatigue which was the least of my concern. My sleep had been fitful and short, and I felt like I could have slept for hours more. However, the knowledge that I had received no response from my friend throughout the night gave me the strength to push myself out of bed. I sat up slowly, my head pounding as if someone were driving a nail into my skull. I leaned back against the headboard, supporting my head with my hand as I closed my ey
Judith's POV, As I heard Amihan's voice outside my door, a feeling of resentment welled up inside of me. A feeling I had never experienced with her before. Even though I had managed to respond to her to get her off my back that morning, I hated the fact that she was my rival. It seemed to me that Amihan always had it easy, while I always had to fight tooth and nail for everything I wanted. Her relationships ended on her terms, while mine always seemed to end in heartbreak. I felt like she got to coast through life, while I was stuck trudging through the mud. I was so tired of always being the one who had to work so hard, while she just seemed to float along, untouched by the struggles of life. It was like she was living in a different world, one where everything was handed to her on a silver platter. And it wasn't fair.The thought of letting Maxwell get away with toying with my emotions filled me with a sense of helpless rage. I couldn't bear the thought of facing my coworkers looki
Maxwell's POV, The slap echoed through the air, the sound ricocheting off the walls and reverberating in my ear. I felt the sting on my cheek, a burning sensation that quickly turned to a dull ache. I looked up at her, my mouth agape in shock and disbelief. Some of our coworkers who had seen what happened were whispering and pointing, and I felt the blood rush to my face in embarrassment. I had never been hit before, not even by my parents as a child. But as I looked at her, I knew I was to blame for her actions. I had hurt her, and now I had to try to make it right.I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. What could I possibly say to make this better? How could I explain what had happened, when I barely understood it myself? I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart and clear my head, "I'm so sorry," I finally managed to say, my voice barely a whisper, "I never meant to hurt you." I looked at her, pleading with my eyes for forgiveness. But her expression rem
Judith's POV, The fact that Maxwell didn't deny his love for Amihan left me feeling deeply betrayed. It seemed that he had intentionally used me as a means to an end - to get his family business back on track. The thought that I had been used in such a cold and calculating way left me feeling deeply hurt and angry. I was left wondering how I could have been so blind to his true intentions.As I reflected on the situation, I realized that there had been several red flags that I had ignored. There had been subtle signs that something was not quite right, but I had been too blinded by my desires to see them. Even with how I threatened to bring down his family company, Maxwell seemed unfazed. It was as if he didn't care about the consequences of my actions or the potential damage to his reputation and legacy. It was a startling realization, and it made me question everything I thought I knew about him.I had always assumed that he was driven by a desire for power and success, but thi
Maxwell's POV, I was startled the moment I opened the door to find Judith standing on my doorstep, How did she even know my apartment? I have never invited her over. It was obvious she had secretly followed Amihan but this was the least of my worries right now. "What are you doing here?" I asked, already anticipating the answer to be something I wouldn't want to hear."We need to talk," she replied, the tremble in her voice betraying her distress. I felt a knot forming in my stomach. "Can this wait until tomorrow? Amihan is here," I whispered, hoping to delay the inevitable. But my request only seemed to aggravate her further."No, it can't wait," she said emphatically, her voice rising in volume. "This is about you putting Amihan above me, about you protecting her and leaving me in the dust. I deserve better than that." She said furiously. before I could reply, she continued, her tone laced with anger and hurt."I'm tired of being second best, of being left out in the cold. It
Amihan's POV, As I luxuriated in the warm water of the bath, I could hear muffled voices coming from the front door. I strained to make out the words, but they were too indistinct to understand. But as the conversation continued, I could tell by the tone that it was an argument. I wondered who Maxwell was talking to, and what they were arguing about. The thought that I might be interrupting a private conversation crossed my mind, but the possibility that someone was in distress pushed that thought aside. My mind was reeling as I stepped out of the bathroom and made my way towards the front door where Maxwell was expecting to see his Neighbour or a stranger, To my astonishment, it was none other than my best friend, Judith. My brain raced to make sense of the situation, but I was at a loss. Had something happened to her? How did she know Maxwell's place? Were the whispers I heard the sound of an argument, or perhaps it was just the water from the shower echoing in the bathroom? Ev
Judith's POV.As I got into my car, I couldn't hold back the tears that welled up in my eyes. I felt like a fool like I had put on a facade just to impress Maxwell and Amihan. As I noticed Amihan approaching, I started the car and sped away, not knowing where I was headed, just trying to outrun the pain that was consuming me. It was like a nightmare that I couldn't wake up from. I had no idea where I was going, I just knew I had to get away from them.My mind was stuck in a loop, replaying images of them over and over again. I felt like I was being taunted by my thoughts as if they were trying to tell me that I was the only one who wasn't happy. I could see them smiling and laughing together, while I was alone in the shadows, feeling like an outcast. It was as if the world was conspiring against me, trying to make me feel even more isolated and alone. I felt like a third wheel, an outsider looking in on a life I would never be a part of. Maybe it was for the best to move on from Max