Kelly’s POV


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    He looked at me as he sat on the floor with parted lips. We’re both soaking wet and I could feel the cold wind prating through the sleepwear I’m wearing. I caressed my wet hair and hugged my body as I pulled myself up.


    y pulled himself up too and grabbed my arm, stopping me when I attempted to leave.


    His eyes were full of hope and he’s smiling like an idiot. “You….you saved me…”


    Anger crept in my heart. <fnd282> Content originallyes from fin?novel</fnd282>


    “You saved me, Kelly. You still love me-”


    I pped him so hard as my tears rolled down my cheeks continuously. I can’t believe him. He did that purposely? He knew that I can’t stand seeing someone die before my eyes, so he used this scheme so I’d save him? So he can find a way to justify what he’s trying to believe?


    He looked at me with parted lips. His eyes were softly staring as I continued shedding tears.


    “You can manipte me over and over again but you can never win my heart,” I said with a hint of disgust and hatred.


    “K–Kelly…” He was still drunk but it seems my words sobered him up.


    “I hate you so much but I can’t let you die before my eyes because I’m not as evil as you. And that’s one of the reasons why I can’t bring myself to forgive you. I am not evil like you who can forget those painful nightmares.”


    “I–I wasn’t trying to-”


    “You disgust me!” I cut him off angrily. “I can’t believe you could use your own life to manipte me like this.”


    “Kelly…”


    I walked out on him, not listening to whatever he’s trying to say. He drowned himself. He must’ve seen me at the balcony, that’s why he jumped in the water. I can’t believe him!


    I went upstairs and straight to my room. I went straight to the walk–in closet. I dried myself and changed my clothes so I won’t catch a cold but I woke up the next day feeling so heavy. My head is aching and I’m burning.


    A soft knock made me look at the closed door. My eyes were hot and heavy. I don’t have the energy to open the door but I remember I didn’t lock itst night because I forgot.


    “Kelly? I’ming in.”


    <b>I </b>swallowed hard and squeezed my eyes closed. My throat felt so dry and I wanted some warm water.


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    The door clicked and opened. I opened my eyes again and saw y entering.


    I don’t wanna talk to him or see him today but I feel so weak, I couldn’t even utter a word.


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    “Are you okay?” He went straight to the bed when he saw me like sushi, wrapped inside a nket.


    He put his hand on my forehead. I wanted to shove his hand away but my body won’t allow me to move.


    “You’re sick!”


    I closed my eyes again and not a few secondster, I fell asleep.


    When I woke up again, I felt better. I realized my clothes weren’t the same and there’s a cloth on my forehead.


    Did he take care of me?


    I took my nket off andnded my feet on the floor. My forehead creased when I saw y lying on the sofa inside my room. He’s fast asleep in an ufortable position.


    My stomach was growling in hunger so I left the room and went to the kitchen.


    I bulged my tongue on my cheek from the inside when I smelled the delicious scent of fooding from the


    kitchen.


    “Miss Kelly, I prepared your dinner.”


    I looked at the food that the chef prepared on the table.


    “Sir y told me to prepare soup for you but you fell asleep and you just woke up now. I supposed you’re feeling better now.”


    I sat on the dining chair, not responding to everything he said.


    “Sir y got drunk all night. He was always like that during his mother’s death anniversary.”


    That made me still. I lifted my face and looked at the chef. Yesterday was his mother’s death anniversary?


    The chefughed awkwardly. “I was the chef in your father’s house 10 years ago. So I kinda memorized Sir y’s attitude and some things about him.”


    His mother’s death anniversary. Yesterday? That’s the reason why he got drunk all day and night? Was that also the reason why he jumped in the water?


    I swallowed hard and dropped my eyes on the food. The talkative chef continued sharing random things but my mind was stuck on the information he shared about y’s mother.


    When I went back to the room, y was still asleep. I stared at his face from the door. His eyes have dark circles around them. He lost weight. He grew facial hair. He looked stressed out.


    I looked away, not wanting to feel that annoying feeling in my heart.


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    I shouldn’t feel sympathy or pity for him. I shouldn’t feel affected. He ruined my life. There’s nothing he <b>can </b>do to remove or at least lessen the pain he inflicted in me. Whatever he’s going through, it shouldn’t be his ticket out of the evil deeds he made.


    *** Phoebe’s POV


    “Where have you been?”


    Day four of sneaking out of my parents house just to visit Snow in Kelly’s apartment. My brother noticed what I’ve been doing and now he confronted me.


    I looked at him. I wanted to tell him about Kelly. I badly want to tell him that there’s a chance that he has a daughter with his ex–wife. But…taking away Kelly’s right to decide for her own daughter is hitting my


    conscience.


    “I-”


    “You’re skipping sses. I heard from your ssmate.”


    My lips parted and I lost the reason I wanted to feed him.


    I looked away. “I just have something to do.”


    “What something? Are you seeing someone?”


    My forehead creased. “What made you think that way?”


    “Don’t lie to me, Phoebe! I’m your brother! I know you too well and I know when you’re hiding something.”


    I sucked my breath. He was happy almost a week ago, and now he’s going back to being gloomy and grumpy. What’s wrong with him?


    “Pierce-”


    “Do you have a boyfriend, huh? Why are you neglecting your studies? What are you nning to do with your life-”


    “Hold it right there,” I stopped him with a creased forehead. “Why are you acting like this?”


    He gritted his teeth and red at me. “Just make sure that I won’t catch you, Phoebe. If I see you ying around with some guy while neglecting your studies, I’d beat him up to pulp in front of you.”


    I watched him as he walked away and went upstairs. I don’t know what’s wrong with him and I’m pissed.


    “Phoebe…”


    I looked at mom who’s walking out of the kitchen. She walked towards me and nced at Pierce who’s walking upstairs.


    “Don’t mind your brother. He’s stressed out because he thought Kelly’s alive… It turns out…he was mistaken.”


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    My eyes widened in fraction. He saw Kelly?


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