Hello guys... Want to know how many chapters in a week do I update? Well, it depends but at least four or five chapters in a week will I update. Thanks for your understanding 🫂❤️
Claire remained rooted in place, her body trembling uncontrollably. Her mind raced, attempting to make sense of the situation. Who was this Angel? And why was someone looking for her?Thoughts and emotions coursed through Claire's body, causing violent shocks that seemed to pull her out of the dimension she was in. She turned to where the mysterious boy had been hiding, hoping to catch a glimpse of his face. But he was nowhere to be seen. In the blink of an eye, Claire was back in the reality of lying on the side of the road.As she opened her eyes, Claire noticed the murky water surrounding her, but she paid no attention. Her mind was consumed with trying to make sense of what had just happened.Where was she? If she's still lying in the rain on the roadside, where was that thick forest she saw? Was that a vision or a dream?And then it hit her like a bolt of lightning making her gasped in disbelief. "W-was that my memory?" She whispered, fear creeping into her heart.But that can't b
"Then what are you waiting for? Take her to the hospital! Do you want her to die?" Old Madam Wilson exclaimed, shocking everyone present.Was she genuinely concerned for Claire's well-being? No, that couldn't be. Their conversation earlier in the day flashed through their minds.Indeed, the old woman was cunning. She still harbored the desire to use Claire to gain favor with the Richardson family.Kelvin felt disgusted by his grandmother's behavior, but he remained silent. For now, his focus should be solely on Claire. He would have to confront his grandmother later on.After a while, Claire started coughing, drawing everyone's attention back to her."Little one, how are you feeling?" Kelvin asked with genuine concern. "Mom, Claire's awake!" He called for his mother, who rushed out of the kitchen with a hot bowl of soup in her hands."Oh, my child! How are you feeling? What happened to you?" Mrs. Wilson bombarded Claire with questions, her tear-stained face revealing her worry.Claire
"E- Ethan!" She called out weakly, tears streaming down her cheeks. She was overwhelmed with a mix of emotions – anger, relief, grief, and more."Let's go home. Jessica and Jeffrey are waiting for you. Chase is also there. He will take care of you, alright?" Ethan said softly, comforting Claire with his words. He felt so remorseful looking at her pale face.However, Claire reluctantly extricated herself from his grasp. She was still seething with anger towards him."I have no desire to go to your house! You banished me, did you not? What if I accompany you and you disown me once more for any trivial misstep? Will I become your plaything then? To be discarded whenever you see fit, only to be retrieved when it suits your fancy? No, thank you!" Claire retorted and attempted to walk away.Despite her state, she still didn't want to be a burdens for others. If leaving everyone will bring peace not only to herself but also to the people around her, then so be it. No one really wanted her any
The air inside Ethan's car was thick with tension as he sped down the road, his foot heavy on the accelerator. His urgency to get home stemmed from his desire to have Chase examine Claire, who was in a bad state. Beats of sweat formed on her forehead, and her face looked pale. The rain had subsided, leaving behind a gentle drizzle, but Claire still shivered despite the car heater's warmth. Her face had lost its color, and her sleep was fitful, punctuated by murmurs of Ethan's name. Ethan's voice, laced with concern, broke the silence. "Claire, are you okay?" He asked, his usual detachment replaced by a mix of emotions. Claire's response was a faint whisper, "Cold... It's so cold..." Ethan didn't hesitate, pulling over on the left side of the road and rushing to her side to unbuckle her seatbelt. He then gently lifted her into his lap, where she instinctively wrapped her arms around him, seeking warmth and comfort from his body. As Claire's body relaxed against his, Ethan f
As Ethan basked in a pleasant dream, he was abruptly jolted awake by the distressed cries of someone nearby. He sat up in bed, scanning the room for an intruder, only to realize that the hand grasping his was visibly trembling. He soon noticed Claire thrashing about, caught in the grip of what seemed like a nightmare. Ethan immediately tried to rouse her, calling out her name repeatedly, but she remained entranced. Tears streamed down her face as beads of sweat trickled from her forehead. Ethan attempted to shake off her absorption, to no avail. So, he gently lifted her onto his lap, cradling her in a tight embrace, hoping that it would soothe her. As Claire's body relaxed against the warmth of his chest, her agitation gradually subsided like the work of a magician, making her body went limb on his lap. Ethan softly whispered reassurances, trying to calm her down. He stroked her hair, his fingers weaving through her locks in a soothing motion that helped calm her nerves
"Have you forgotten what you did earlier? I just wanted to check your temperature, but you grabbed my hand and refused to let go. I had no choice but to share my bed with you. Not only that, but immediately you felt me on the bed. You climbed on top of me and hugged me as if your life depended on it. And now, you are asking? Claire, since when did you become shameless?" Ethan teased her. Clara was mortified, even though having no recollection of what had transpired. But Ethan told her about hugging his hand and even wrapping her arms around his waist while he was trying to sleep. That thought alone made her red with embarrassment. As if that wasn't enough, Ethan went on and said many things that actually didn't happen while laughing at her red face. "Stoooooopppppp!!! Please stop!" Claire begged him to stop, but Ethan's laughter was infectious, and he couldn't help but continue. Eventually, he composed himself, and Claire shot him an angry glance, though her embarrassm
Please note that this book is only fictional. So some medical issues mentioned here might differ from reality.PREFACEHaving a double personality can be hard. And having three personalities is even harder. However, Claire was able to get used to her problem and lived amicably with her other two personalities and became good friends who protected each other.Claire::::::: The owner of the body.Mia:::::: The genius personality.Scarlett ( Red ):::::: The Sassy and badass personality. *********♤♤♤♤ THE BEGINNING ♤♤♤♤“Hey! Watch it freak!” A student bumped into Claire Wilson as she was walking to her next class, making her fall. But instead of apologizing, the screamed at her.Claire Wilson is a beautiful eighteen years old girl with pale and delicate skin. Black and white baby eyes. And mostly, long deep brown hair with little curls that go down to her waist. And that's one thing many of the female students are jealous of.Though Claire is poor and doesn't wear any expensive clothe
Claire begged Jane to let her go but to no avail. Jane only pushed her harshly to the floor. The shirt Claire was wearing was now wrinkled and even the left shoulder was torn. The moment Claire landed on the floor, she felt some metallic taste in her mouth, indicating that her lips were bleeding.Claire closed her eyes and hissed in pain. For the whole three years in school, she had tried her best to endure all their bullies without allowing the voices in her mind to interfere. But she had had enough already. They deserved what was about to happen to them. She really tried her best all these while, but she has already met her limits. She can't continue living like this anymore. In her house, her parents and siblings treat her like a trash. She had to do many shady work just to earn money for herself. She even had to go boxing with the help of her other personality.And when she comes to college too, it's always the same. It seems there's no place in this world for an 18 years old