She was indeed gold in the midst of clay and that was why his tale had to end this way.

  Nothing beautiful can ever exist in his life. He was tired of keeping her from happiness, he wanted her to experience that joy others had experienced.

  That joy he had deprived her. He wanted to be a good friend and let her go. This may be his last opportunity to sow a good seed in life.

  He fondled with the tip of her hair and watched as she also watched him.

  He had never seen anyone with a heart so deep and forgiving in his entire life. That she could even allow him to get so close to her after all he had done.

" Iris I'm still very sorry" 


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    Iris had moved on to a better life. Infact, she no longer bore her name. She was now referred to as Jules.

  Working as the secretary for one of the most lucrative businessmen in Bridgewaters seemed like the best of her good years, till a temporary transfer was made.

  She was now to work for another employee. Mr McConnell's son. The man who made her high school days miserable, the man who broke her and made sure she had no means to pick herself back up.

The man who raped her.

  Now theirs is a tale of hate, hurt, regrets, tears, fears and discovery.

  And maybe love.

Don't forget, there's a very thin line between love and hate.

LOVED

 The moment we arrived at Hunter's house, I was already groggy with a sleepy soul. 


 But the house never stops leaving me in awe. 


 Everything is just so perfect, I really don't want to calculate the money spent on it. 


 Hunter parked up front and almost immediately, Edward emerged from the house to carry out his regular job. 


 I hopped out as soon as the car came to a halt and stylishly ran indoors. 


 Those were the mantras I chanted to myself as I made my way to the room. 


 I was expecting Louisa to be asleep but who am I kidding? It's just slightly to ten and I met my happy baby scribbling on Cheryn's face who had fallen asleep beside her, probably while she tried to get the kid to shut her eyes. 


" Mummy!" Her movement was quick. From crawling on the bed, to jumping off it, to running into my arms. 


But that's just another thing that makes me love her more. 


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