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The room was dimly lit, the only source of light coming from a lone lamp. Amara sat on the floor, her eyes red and swollen from tears. The scent of the Peonies lingered in the air mixed with Rhys’s intoxicating scent that baffled her. She shut her eyes and let out a deep sigh thinking to herself. Why, Rhys? Why did you have to come back into my life? She wondered. Amara clutched her chest, a mix of guilt and conflicting emotions washing over her like a heavy, damp cloak, clinging with invisible fingers, each breath burdened by the weight of unspoken words. It was a shadow that refused to fade, casting a pallor on the heart's canvas, where every beat echoed a remorseful melody.Amara sobbed uncontrollably, her hands trembling as she wiped away the tears.She betrayed Adrian... betrayed herself.She curled into a ball on the floor, the weight of reality pressing down on her. The room felt suffocating, echoing with the silence of her thoughts. The weight of guilt became too much. Amara
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Amara couldn’t process what was happening. One moment she was in the apartment, and the next moment, Rhys was dragging her to god knows where. His hold stole like yet gentle on her, she gasped when she almost stumbled trying to keep up with his long strides. Amara felt the evening breeze tangling with her hair as soon as they walked out of the building. And that’s when everything around Amara stilled. Her heart stilled. How long had it been since she last stepped foot outside? Amara couldn’t remember. Everything became dull except the cool after-rain breeze that whisked past her hair, and she closed her eyes tilting her head at the sky. So, this was what it felt like. The smell of peace. The touch of solace. The warmth of nature. Amara realised she missed this. Back in Rhys’s mansion, the garden used to be her safe place, but ever since Adrian and she shifted to the city, she couldn’t tell if she missed Rhys more or the garden with hundreds of flowers. Flowers. Her eyes opened an
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The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden hue across the park. Amara and Rhys strolled through the peaceful surroundings, oblivious to the passage of time. Her laughter and his intense gaze. Easy conversations created a cocoon, shielding her from the world outside. Amara's gaze flitted between the blooming flowers and Rhys's captivating eyes. Unbeknownst to her, the sun's descent painted the sky with hues of pink and orange. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in a timeless embrace. It was like she was standing in a sunlit meadow, surrounded by the fragrance of blooming flowers, yet wearing a blindfold. Every petal, every scent, even every warmth of sunlight registered, but the source remained a puzzle she couldn’t solve. There was an unspoken melody in the air, a gentle hum that resonated through her every nerve and travelled through her body, leaving her captivated yet unaware.Being with Rhys was truly something Amara knew she couldn’t feel
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Amara swallowed hard, heart racing.The look on Adrian’s face screamed with utter rage as he gritted his teeth. The softness in his eyes was replaced with hard volatile emotions. Adrian's face contorted with anger, his brow furrowing deeply, and his eyes narrowing into an intense glare. His jaw tightened, and the muscles in his cheeks tensed.“Where were you?” As he asked, his voice was sharp, each word punctuated with the underlying fury that simmered beneath the surface. The lines on his forehead became more pronounced, and his nostrils flared subtly with each controlled breath, signalling the brewing storm within.Amara swallowed hard, clenching her fists as her lips wobbled. She had no answer to give him. Instead, she lowered her head in shame. “I-I was…out.” Adrian thundered taking a threatening step towards her as she unconsciously backed against the door. “With whom?” Adrian paced, frustration evident. Amara shook her head. The lie instantly dripped on her tongue. “No-no one
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She tried—but failed miserably. The tremble in her hands now worsened as she dropped the knife for the tenth time. Adrian refused to let her change, and the tattered pieces of her dignity clung to her skin. She was relieved at least her chest and private parts were covered, but what about her self-esteem, her dignity, her womanhood? She felt herself slipping into a fake abyss once again. She hated this. With all her guts and wanted nothing more than to run back to her room, close the door and hide underneath the blanket. She wanted to cry. But she couldn’t. Adrian just told her to make dinner. She didn’t know why she was obeying him, but one thing was for sure, he was not going to let her leave so easily. She shuddered at the feel of his cold gaze on her as he sat on the chair and observed her. His eyes lingered on her with such intensity that paralysed her to her core. That made her wither in disgust. “How long?” Adrian asked feigning boredom tapping his chin as if he just tried
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The morning was not as tense as Amara expected it to be. In fact, by the way, Adrian was reacting, she wondered if the last night was just a nightmare. Adrian was making breakfast as soon as Amara entered the living room. The sweet delicious aroma of blueberry pancakes filled the air, along with a tangerine whisk of orange juice. It took her a while to process the situation. Adrian was making breakfast. For her. However, that wasn’t enough to calm her raging heart. The hurt from last night was too much. She barely slept a wink, fighting with her demons. Afraid that Adrian would barge into her room and force her once again. She was so scared that she stayed cocooned under the blanket with a vase so that she could use it to protect herself from her husband. The situation was laughable. Amara took a cautious step forward, making sure not to give Adrian any—“Oh, you’re up. Good morning.” Adrian spoke stopping her in her tracks. Amara tensed as he looked over his shoulder at her sca
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Amara was restless. She couldn’t even do any chores. The laundry was dirty, the kitchen was a mess, and even her room was unkempt. It took everything in her not to get under the warmth of blankets and sleep in. Cause the more she stayed awake, the deeper her thoughts were taking her. Ever since Rhys left, she sat alone in the dimly lit living room, the curtains draped over the window—she didn’t even know if it was still a day or the night was ascending. The silence echoed the turmoil within her. The subtle hum of the clock on the wall seemed to mock the chaotic rhythm of her thoughts. As she traced absent patterns on the armrest of the couch, her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. Her fingers brushed over the petals of Peonies, the velvety texture felt soft against her skin, and the sweet and delicate fragrance, not overpowering but rather a soft lingering aroma that reminded her of Rhys.The way his fingers traced the length of her neck, the way his lips moulded her in a fierce heate
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Adrian had his arm wrapped around Amara’s small waist. As much as she wanted to run away, she had no option but to obey him. He was acting more psychotic with the passing day. It was scaring her. She knew it wasn’t right for him to treat her like this, but there was nothing she could do. So she let him do what he wanted for the time being. If she resisted, he’d punish her. Her tear-soaked pillow was wet and held all her emotions. She couldn’t even dare to move an inch. How disgusted he made her feel, she couldn’t explain it in words. The pain her heart held was enormous than the pain from his tight hold. Amara closed her eyes and waited for him to doze off. Soon, Adrian was snoring beside her. She was caged by him. All night, she stayed there like a lifeless doll. When the morning came, Amara was wide awake and tired. She didn’t have a wink of sleep. Slowly, she looked over her shoulder at Adrian. He was sleeping soundly, so she decided to get up. With utter precision, she unhook
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