Emre:“Why'd you say that?” she asked with a lot of aggression this time. Her eyes held anger as she kept glaring at my face for answers.“I'll turn myself in to bring justice to your grandfather,” I repeated, getting up and taking a deep breath to steady myself."Huh?" she frowned, getting up to fa
Emre:"Both of you, sit down and tell me what happened," Mom asked sternly, but whenever she glanced at Abigail, she would melt down, ending up hugging her to calm her down.I didn’t know how to explain to her that I had killed him in self-defense. She would bring up my job, emphasizing how fighting
Emre:"What's that?" My mom also picked up on the sound of the baby crying, and things took a sour turn for her. She immediately shouted without waiting for my dad to respond or explain. Attempting to grab the baby from my dad's arms to get a better look, my dad instinctively pulled away from her.H
Emre:"Mom! Why are you all dressed up?" I immediately stood up from the chair, while Abigail observed us, looking a bit puzzled."I have to head out," mother announced, focusing on her buttons."No, please don't. We can work things out, I swear," I felt the inner child in me, who I thought had grow
Genevieve:It was all getting too overwhelming for me. I never expected him to turn out like this."Huh!" I scoffed as she spilled all the beans just to witness my tears."And you accused me and my father of using others," I retorted loudly, refusing to let the tears and pain blind or silence me. Th
Genevieve:"Genie! Look at me," he grasped my arms and pulled me against his chest. As my hands landed on his chest, I sensed his heart pounding like a drum in his chest."What are you doing? How can you let her control you like that?" His mother wasn't ready to give us a chance to mend things. She
Genevieve:I returned home and discovered the entire mansion was empty at that moment. As I headed upstairs to my bedroom, I realized Bellamy was already in the room, waiting for me. It stirred a sense of guilt within me as I entered the room and saw him sitting on the bed, his legs dangling and his
Genevieve:Nothing added up. How on earth did the medal end up with Emre? I didn't even want to ring him up for any explanations. After what he pulled, I'd prefer being in the dark than having a chat with him. As I settled on the bed to compose myself, the door squeaked open, causing me to raise my