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

" Mr McConnell?" A plump lady calls as soon as she steps out of the room. 


" Mr Reid would see you now. He's out the balcony" she smiles briefly before walking away. 


The event was currently taking place downstairs and after searching for Mr Reid for over an hour I decided to give him a call. 


He detailed that he was on the second floor, room fifty two C in the hallway. 


I just realized this building was also a luxury guest inn. 


" Thank goodness" I smiled to myself in apprehension of speaking with Mr Reid and proceeded to locate his room. 


I've been harboring thoughts about revealing my intentions to Mr Reid and it's high time that I did. 


Everything else is currently a secondary discussion. Once he's done saying what he has in store, I'll lay mine. 


After a short distance, the door comes in view. I took a deep breath then knocked thrice before opening the door and going in. 


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