A murder case, two killers!
A murder case, two killers!
An 20-year-old girl was deceived by her 48-year-old teacher, and in a fit of anger, accidentally killed him. Her father voluntarily admitted to manslaughter and went to prison for her.
The winter sun, though dazzling and bright, lacked the warmth it should have had under the assault of the cold wind. I breathed into my hands, trying to warm them as I carried my cello. It was so cold. This winter was freezing, and it felt like my breath turned to ice as soon as I exhaled.
I stood before a villa with an old-fashioned design, rubbing my hands together before pressing the doorbell. I could faintly hear hurried footsteps approaching from inside. The door creaked open, and a tall man stepped into view.
Despite his black hair, his face showed signs of age, with crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, a testament to his age. This man was over forty.
"Elliana Ford, right? Come in quickly, it's cold outside, isn't it?" The man naturally took my cello and naturally handed me a can of warm milk. At that moment, my hands felt instantly warmed.
This man was Greyson Gill, the cello teacher my father had found for me. His reputation was well-known, and many students sought his mentorship.
I was no exception; I had waited a full week for this lesson, and each session cost 2000 dollars. As I entered from the doorway, I hesitated slightly, but as soon as I stepped inside, a wave of warm air hit me, leaving me momentarily dizzy.
Greyson placed the cello on the storage rack behind him and bent down to offer me a pair of pink plush slippers, saying, "Put these on, they're new. I got them just for you since I heard you were coming."
To be honest, I felt a bit awkward at that moment. After all, I was just over twenty, and no man had ever been so considerate to me, especially not someone as famous as Greyson. When he bent down and smiled, he seemed as kind as a father, without a trace of the arrogance one might expect from an artist.
Suddenly, I felt my cheeks warm up! The slippers were indeed cozy!
The cello lesson was very relaxed, completely different from what I was used to. Greyson had a humorous way of speaking, with a mischievousness that belied his age. He was a man with a great sense of humor. Especially when he played the cello, he bathed in the morning sun, and gave off a soft, golden glow. For a fleeting moment, he seemed almost divine. This was the essence of what an artist should be.
After that, I often went to him for lessons, harboring a vague and indescribable feeling towards him, like respect, admiration, or perhaps even affection.
To be honest, Greyson showed me more care than a music teacher should. He would guide my hands on how to hold the bow correctly and whisper in my ear about how nice my hair smelled that day. Every time this happened, my cheeks would flush, and I knew I was blushing furiously.
Every time I went to him for lessons, a can of warm milk was always prepared in advance. He would sit on the living room sofa, sipping a bitter cup of coffee, and look at me with a fond smile, saying, "You young ladies love these sweet things."
Every time, I would stare blankly at him, with a faint feeling in my heart that something inside me was slowly crumbling.
I didn't know when it started, but I began paying attention to my appearance when visiting him, subconsciously choosing the white dress he liked, washing my hair with the shampoo he once said smelled good, and even practicing my smile in front of the mirror to see how I could look better.
Before meeting Greyson, I felt like a moth drawn to a distant flame in the dark, desperately trying to show my beauty, only to fall into the abyss for lack of light. After meeting Greyson, I felt like I saw a glimmer of light in the distance, with a sacred glow guiding me forward.
I seemed to have fallen in love. That day, I slowly walked to Greyson's door with my cello, as our lessons were about to end. It was the last day of my lessons.
After the lesson, Greyson carefully wiped the dirt off my cello. As I watched him gently and meticulously clean it, my eyes suddenly became warm with tears, and in a moment of impulse, I threw myself into Greyson's arms.
His body tensed for a second, then he hugged me more passionately. He kissed me, holding me tightly, expressing his reluctance to let go through his actions.
Indeed, he loved me just as I loved him!
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
Elliana, the unfavored "ugly duckling" of her family, was humiliated by her stepsister, Paige, who everyone admired. Paige, engaged to the CEO Cole, was the perfect woman-until Cole married Elliana on the day of the wedding. Shocked, everyone wondered why he chose the "ugly" woman. As they waited for her to be cast aside, Elliana stunned everyone by revealing her true identity: a miracle healer, financial mogul, appraisal prodigy, and AI genius. When her mistreatment became known, Cole revealed Elliana's stunning, makeup-free photo, sending shockwaves through the media. "My wife doesn't need anyone's approval."
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter-The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. "Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. "Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle-The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge! And definitely, she won't mess this up!
For four years Madelyn had been with Bryson, yet he never once claimed her in public. Barely a month after meeting that other girl, he surged from casual dates to announcing her as his fiancée. He lavished her with gifts and praise, going on about her innocence and simplicity-subtle digs meant for Madelyn's ears alone. She merely smiled, quietly planning her escape from his world. But when the other guy woke up, Bryson came to her doorstep, falling apart entirely. He clutched Madelyn's hand, his voice raw with panic. "Think you can run back to your ex? Dream on-you're mine, now and always."
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