The_VoiceOfEcho

“Tell me one good reason I shouldn’t rip you apart,” he asked, shaking his head in disgust. “A low life like you cheating on me is something I will not tolerate in the Walters family,” he sneered.  

Tears streamed down my face, my eyes pleading with him, but my voice failed me. All I could do was stare, my lips quivering.  

“Wait until I tell them what you really are!” he shouted, grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling, threatening to rip it from my scalp.  
 
Losing her mother to the cold hands of death, Isabella was adopted by her father. She was treated like garbage and mocked by her step mother and step brothers. 

Just to escape the hell called home, she sneaks to a party and drowns herself in alcohol, there she had a one night stand with a mysterious male, but that single night would cost her dearly.

Obsessed With My Toxic Lover

Lying on the bed, I stared up at the ceiling, the events of the past few hours playing in my mind.

It wasn't the kiss itself that twisted my stomach into knots; it was the sheer hypocrisy. The same man who accused me of infidelity—who questioned my loyalty, my integrity—was caught kissing his brother's fiancée.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying to push back the bitterness creeping up my chest. It wasn't just disgust I felt. No, that would've been too simple. I felt betrayed. Humiliated. Like I was nothing more than a pawn in a cruel game I never agreed to play.

The door creaked open, and my body stiffened instinctively. I shut my eyes quickly, feigning sleep, my heart hammering against my ribcage as I felt his presence fill the room.

Love or game?