Throughout their ride home, neither Ellie nor Edward said anything. As he drove, Ellie kept on stealing glances at Edward and she wondered what he was thinking inside of his head. She had expected him to react in a wrong way but he never did. He just fixed his eyes on the road, driving home at a high speed. Edward on the other hand too was hurt and angry but he decided not to vent his anger on Ellie. He thought she had been criticized enough and didn't want to add to her pain. He was hurt and heartbroken no doubt, but he decided not to say anything as he knew anything he says would hurt Ellie. "How could she have done this to me? Why did she lie to me? I asked her so many times if she was hiding somethings from me but she said "No". Why did she hurt me like this?", Edward kept on thinking. The more he drove, the more he got angry, clenching his fists on the driving wheel and driving at a fast speed. The silent treatment Edward was giving Ellie was killing her inside and when she noti

"What was that about? What was Edward talking about? Who exactly are you?", Daniel asked, facing Allison. He had confronted her upon them getting home from the event. He had kept on thinking about Edward's allegations against Allison on their way home. "Could she truly be Molie? Did she actually staged Catherine's death?", he kept on thinking while stealing glances at her. "I …. I ….. can explain", Allison said, stammering as she realized she was about to be caught. "Were you scared I wouldn't accept you if I found out you were the one? Were you scared I would leave you and our son just as I had done before?", gullible Daniel cut in, saving Allison from getting exposed. Realizing it was a perfect umbrella for her to hid under, Allison pretended as if she was actually scared of what Daniel had said. "Yes, I was. I had thought you would abandon us again just like you did. I didn't want to cause Edward more pain as he was badly hurt due to the death of his mother. Hence, the reason

Ellie had managed to get herself into the house after she felt a sharp pain in her heart that night and she had collapsed on the floor. She managed to make her way to her couch and laid on it in a helpless and devastating state. She had become a shadow of herself. Her eyelids had become dark and her eyes were swollen. She laid helplessly on the couch, looking at the ceiling with a blank mind. She was too weak to the extent that she was unable to think and when she finally thought, she had thought about where Edward was and in what state he was. She was worried that Edward might be somewhere hurting himself while at the same time, blaming herself for hurting him so badly. She was extremely worried and restless and when she couldn't bear the thought of Edward hurting himself, she decided to check up on him by calling his line. As soon as she unlocked her phone, she had seen several missed calls from Edward and which made her heart skipped. She wondered why Edward had called. "Has he f

She was just a 17-year-old girl, shuffling between three part-time jobs and, at the same time, working as a sketch artist for a designer. She was doing all this to fend for herself and gather money to further her education. She was about to enter college when her mother died. She witnessed her mother burn to death in a blazing fire while trying to save her. Since the death of her mother, she had been on the run, fleeing her hometown to a place where she knew nobody, just to escape the people who had killed her mother.She didn’t allow her mother’s sudden death to hinder her from achieving her goals, so she worked tirelessly, jumping from one part-time job to another. Her life hadn’t been perfect since her mother died, but she was still managing to pull through. Her daily routine involved leaving home as early as 7 a.m., heading to the designer’s store to make sketches in exchange for money, then heading to the coffee shop for her shift. Afterward, she would go to the local kitchen to h

Early the following morning, Granny called Ellie’s line again, but Ellie still didn’t pick up. Granny didn’t know what to do or what had happened to Ellie, but she decided to keep calling, hoping Ellie would eventually answer.Ellie, on the other hand, was still sleeping peacefully, her head resting on her folded arms on the guy’s bed. As the guy's eyes flickered open and the harsh light of the hospital room came into focus, he slowly came back to awareness. The air smelled of antiseptic, but his gaze was immediately drawn to the figure beside his bed. In the silent room, a young lady was hunched down in a chair, her head supported by her folded arms, her breathing calm and steady.Despite his discomfort, he couldn't help but notice her face's exquisite features as she slept. Her hair framed her face, falling softly across her cheek and accentuating her natural beauty. Her long, black lashes cast gentle shadows on her cheeks, and her slightly parted lips added a touch of vulnerability