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

Nine pm and I heard the front door of the house open. 


 I was in the kitchen blending some fruits to make a smoothie when Dylan walked in. 


" Hey babe. Where's Louisa?" He came up to me and kissed my forehead. 


" She slept early, I think her dance class was too stressful today" 


 He chuckled at my response and moved straight to the refrigerator to grab an ice cream bowl. 


" Dylan? Don't even think about running, you promised" Hunter's voice preceeds his presence before he appeared. 


 We maintain eye contact for less than a second before he looks to his cousin. 


" Chill out dude, I promised and I don't fail" Dylan said as he shoved an overfull spoon of ice cream into his mouth. 


It took every muscle to hide how much this affected me. 


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