Hassy_101

It was started with a harmless request, "Jessica, clear out a room for Zoey, she'll be moving in with us for the time being." 

Jessica's marriage soon ended when that 'guest' climbed up the ladder, from a guest room downstairs, to Jessica's bedroom, and then, her husband's bed. 

After losing in the fight for her husband's attention and love, Jessica realized it was time to wear back her garment of dignity and respect. She signed the divorce papers and left the country. 

Two years later, she returned as the heiress to a conglomerate, but her husband was at the airport, waiting to welcome her home. 

"When did I say I didn't love you, Jessica?" he asked.

When I Left, He Found His Way Back

Of course, you scared me! I wanted to yell at her face, but the words hung on my tongue.

The atmosphere was electric, charged with an unsettling tension. As I glanced around, I noticed a few students scurrying away from my surroundings, lending us even more space.

My brows creased in confusion. It seemed this group of students was the reason the noise had suddenly died down earlier.

But what did they want from me? Our paths had never crossed before, and from the look of things, they weren't here to extend a hand of friendship. Their intentions seemed far from welcoming.

"You're... quite popular, aren't you?" their leader asked, her voice laced with sarcasm.

She was a vision of elegance, sporting blonde hair, tall with enviable curves in all the right places, and piercing brown eyes that seemed to bore into my soul. Leaning lazily against the locker beside mine, her face remained devoid of expression, a mask of indifference.

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