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Chapter 4 Four

Word Count: 1291    |    Released on: 27/11/2024

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ulian yelled as he threw the p

, their crinkling sou

I didn't kn

eful act from being leaked on the media? I am trying to protect you and all you

sorr

o why can't you live right huh? Do I have to die so you can be happy? I told you Liam was no good and for you to s

served this. I should have seen Liam for who he was. I'd just b

say nothing" he roared in fury, hi

eyes. "I'm sorry, It was all my fault. I

tting down your art studio. Quit your stupid art and come work fo

that I was trying to ignore ache. Riven's face flashed in my head, the w

was I thinking about him when my world was crumbling around me? I applied pressur

n't touch the art studio

o you think you are? After everything I've done for you. I've raised yo

the floor. "My father left me that studio. You already

I jerked, the feeling of

nt? You want to tell me that

is all I have left. You already have access to everything else, so why c

an. A very good example is th

but I couldn't l

e going to hit me? It had been a long time since he'd swu

y wishes, I am really going to get rid of that studio. Stop

s I could never utter though. If I di

n't even think about trying to sue me. If you push me more than you have already done, I am really going to let you go, Hazel" he warned and then suddenly took my face in his han

nked my face from his hold "Don't to

reath, he turned and walked out of my apartment. The door shut

walked out of the house and down

thing easier but I was so mad, I just

ill at the center of the room

the anger in my chest

inting, ruining what would have been my masterpiece but I didn't care.

**

he only warning I got from where I sat at

ling up the space blood-curdling. The breath was kn

and the grotesque face of my Dad covered in blood was staring eye wi

that blood. Such a gruesome sight huh" a

held, I couldn't help but feel terrified. His eyes were void of any emotion, and still, I opened my m

ld we help them?" she asked as fire sparke

, hopeful, that he w

going to die anyway. Father is probably already angry now. We

and I watched as

sped as a bloody hand pressed against m

fault, Hazel. This

**

to sit up, but there was somet

they took In those of the man holding m

iv

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