Genevieve:I chose to sit down with Monique instead of my dad, even when he gestured to the empty spot beside him. I couldn't believe he forgot how he acted towards us just a few hours ago.Kit didn't come too close; she stayed behind the wall, making sure she could still see and hear everything."A
Genevieve:After the papers were signed, an awkward silence lingered for a few seconds before my dad returned and settled down on his sofa, all alone."Emre has been informed. He said he is coming over," as Dad announced the news, I felt my chest tightening. The last thing I wanted was to be in the
Genevieve: I returned to my bedroom but couldn't rest at all. I knew they were still downstairs, discussing the trial details. I'd rather die than join that trial. 'They will throw accusations at me in the trial,' I hissed, pacing from one corner of the room to the other. ‘It is not our trial. Th
Genevieve:I was in tears after the call got cut. There was no point in calling him back because his wife made it clear that he wasn’t home. I've been crying for the past few minutes, forgetting everything happening in the mansion. After a few minutes, I went into the bathroom and stood under the sh
Genevieve:"Because of my father? So, you cheated on me because of my father?" I tilted my head, looking at him in disbelief. The fact that this was the best he could come up with surprised me. He must have heard that all my other mates messed me over and then gave the excuse of hating my father and
Emre:Abigail had called my father and mother into the living room after storming out of the kitchen. I followed after her, my heart pounding in my chest.I tried asking her to stop, but she wouldn't. "What's going on, Abigail? Why are you shouting like that? You know I've been trying hard to put th
Emre:"Even after your mother told you that she hates her?" Abigail continued to ask me."Abigail! My mom dislikes everyone from that pack. I don't see why Genevieve should be singled out," I watched her face turn pale when I mentioned Genevieve in the calmest tone."Wow! Look at you. You don't even
Emre:"I'm so sorry, Mom. I didn't know," I said, feeling like I had become the reason behind my mother recalling the hard times and sobbing uncontrollably.I used to wonder why Mom wasn't taking a job when she had expressed the desire to continue her practice so many times. Now it all made sense. G