f the airport, her red dress and wavy

t and wearing a smile, approa

emed as if they were in their own w

rice's heart either, which ma

e bitterness in my heart, tho

tray him. I didn't go to the luxurious suite, nor did I willingly leave with Brandon.

quite like it here. What if Brice

until the large warehouse was em

for my buttons

uncomfortable, and I can't escape anyway. You

ving slightly to the side as he turne

not far away while I was ti

picked it up and struc

wn his face. As he approached, I didn't hesitate to

pipe or check if

at a vantage p

it had been until I hea

blood, and we locked eyes from across the room. I sta

d took the pipe from my

he ground with

t to g

ka

t no remorse. He tried to hurt me first, and I was just def

uld only harm more

o save myself. I was just gratefu

re, yet it felt unchanged, like when we

ned heavily, and we would take walks together. He would tease me

er, pretending to be in lo

ght me that relying on others was like building castle

t a di

ly three months that I spoke se

isag

e came almost w

tiating. I'm determine

, De

stantly. Why? That question wa

, because he went to greet Rosie whil

messages, because I

to me, and I didn't want

was

ith me until the end. You promised to live

with emotion, his eyes

why he acted as if h

ou, just as you

ark contrast to Brice

, I'm on the verge of success. Stay by my s

tory, with Brandon bleeding on the ground and me holding a pipe. He

front the person harassing Rosie. He swung his fists until the person collapsed on the ground, crying and begging for merc

I said with a faint smil

sie. Someone as radiant and kind-hearted as her

in Brice's heart, I seemed

truly di

d to let him

and Rosie in that small studio. She was ind

teraction with the radiant Rosie.

question myself. But before I could

ck to me? I really, really love him. Marrying

filled with a

me. You can name a price. I'll definitely g

h at myself but quickly

me that Brice belongs to me, and I firmly

ed into you. You married Brice because you drugged him. H

out hesitation, painting me as the villain who came betw

e loved Rosie so much that when she was

g was broken and he knelt on the ground, he only looked up

matched so perfectly. I really sh

, I dis

his lifeline, and our conversa

ed a call from him. The

ough intermittentl

ven at my lowest, she only said harsh words to motivate me. My wife, who loves bags more t

him echoed, sounding particularly emo

y are we gett

ed this, I hun

me enough. He was never ther

y inner discomfort came from

ut me the most. I was

ve wasn't just words,

welry the original Deanna left behind, a

e the extreme st

hing would end w

s wrong. My photo

is marketing noise and scandals,

hat I had broken up the relationship between Brice and Rosie who were regarde

yer draft, but it wasn't under my name. It was un

evealed, the truth was out, and celeb

of vicious words, writi