“Who is there?” She asked in frustration.The person behind the door was Amara.Emily asked her what she wanted, but she requested that she open the door.Cleaning her tears, Emily went to open the door.They greeted each other while she stood at the doorway.“What happened?” Amara inquisitively asked her.“What do you mean?” Emily replied.“I've been hearing your sob for the past few minutes.” Concern was laced in her tone.“It's nothing. I'm fine.” She sniffed.But Amara did not believe her. “Can I come in?”Emily hesitated for a split second before finally letting her in.Amara stood in the middle of the room, certain that something was wrong with her, as Emily walked past her and sat on the bed.Emily sat on the bed beside Amara afterwards. “What happened? Don't forget, I'm here for you.” Amara's voice was barely above a whisper as she asked Emily.“I'm fine. Really.” Emily chuckled nervously, still insisting.“Did something happen at school? Did someone hurl an abusive word at y
Alex was in his study room when he received the message from Emily.His phone screen lit up with her name, making his heart skip a beat.“Why is she sending me a message?” He wondered.After how badly things ended between them, he was certain she would never reach out again. With furrowed brows, he opened the message and was surprised to see the content of the message."What happened?" His mind raced, wondering what could have prompted her to request an audience with him.Part of him longed to see her again, to be near her. But he knew better. If anyone caught them together, the speculation and gossip would be unbearable. With a heavy heart, he replied, "I can't. You know why. I'm sorry."Emily thrust her phone towards Amara, anger tightening her jaw. "See? It's useless to tell him anything. He wants nothing to do with me anymore.”Amara's eyes flashed as she read the dismissive text.“But do you have a choice? If you have even the slightest choice in this matter, you should tell me
Alex scrunched his face in confusion.“Have it,” Emily said again since he was hesitant to collect the report from her hand, only staring at it.After he had reluctantly collected it from her hand, he sat on the bed to read the content.His mouth hung open in utter disbelief as a strangled cry caught in his throat as the words on the report seemed to leap off the page at him. A searing pain lanced through his skull, as if someone was driving nails into his brain with each damning sentence he read.“What mess have I gotten myself into? Why has disaster been lurking around me recently? When I thought I had gotten rid of this affair? Now this?!” Knowing that the news getting out to the public was a deal-breaker to his complete downfall, he tried to think of a way to get over the new mess. “I have to get rid of his shit. I need to.” He swore inwardly.If Isabella was out of the picture in his life, it would have been good news for him even with Santiago’s strikes effects He shook his
Having finally cut ties with Emily, the guilt over the pain his actions would cause her compelled Alex to try and atone for them. He knew how important graduating was for Emily, and if she refused to comply with her lecturer's demands, she might lose that opportunity.The thought of meeting Daniel to plead for mercy from his brother on Emily's behalf made John groan, but he felt he had no other choice.“Do you remember what you told me the last time we met?” Daniel scoffed.But Alex didn’t reply to him. He was not in the position to, unlike the previous time, when he was still confident that he could turn the tables to his side.“I’m here because of our last conversation.” Alex announced it without further ado.“I figured that out.” Daniel chuckled.Daniel's expression abruptly shifted, his features hardening into a sombre mask as he mocked Alex."I hope it's not time for him to regret his actions, like you vowed." He curled his lips into a sneer and let out a sudden burst of laughter
“What’s that for?” Sarah held where the slap landed on her cheeks as her eyes widened in shock.Emily glared at Sarah, fury burning in her eyes."You blabbed my secret to the whole world! And don't act all innocent, trying to 'help me' out there." She made air quotes.Sarah met Emily's gaze; her expression was one of wide-eyed innocence. "You have to believe me, Emily. I didn't do it."Emily scoffed loudly. "Really? You expect me to believe that?" Then how did the media find out?""You must have told Alex," Sarah insisted."He is probably the one who leaked it, because it definitely wasn't me." She shook her head adamantly, maintaining her innocence.Emily rolled her eyes at Sarah's performance. She had learned plenty about Alex since their breakup, and she was certain he could not do such a thing."Alex couldn't have done that," Emily stated flatly, staring Sarah down and waiting for her to finally confess the truth.“It’s not me, to be honest. I’m not lying. What would be gained if
Emily was shocked to see Isabella standing at her doorstep. Her brow furrowed, and her lips tightened into a stern expression as she demanded, "Why the hell are you here?" However, Isabella's lips curled into an amused smirk, her eyes sparkling with mischief, which caught her off guard, and she could not help but raise an inquisitive eyebrow, silently questioning Isabella's audacity. “Is it not humane to pay my rival a proper visit for once?” Isabella scoffed. “Do you realise this is my turf? Don’t think I will let your silly act slide like the other time. If you like yourself, I will implore you to get the hell out of here right now.” Emily was seething, as she was disgusted by Isabell’s sight. Isabella then swept her gaze across the surrounding area, scrunching her face in disgust. “I can see it’s your turf. It’s obvious.” She chuckled. “So I won’t waste your time because I’m only here for confirmation. “Good!" Emily snapped, her voice sharp and unyielding. "Alex is
Amara had been battling a silent killer—diabetes—for years, unbeknownst to Emily until she was informed by a doctor.Her negligence in managing the condition landed her in the hospital, unconscious for days, as her body fought a war she had long ignored, and now she lay motionless on the bed, her life hanging by a thread. When Emily received the call that Amara had regained consciousness and requested her presence, she rushed to the hospital, her heart filled with happiness. As she silently prayed for Amara's full recovery, she could not imagine a life without her.“Why couldn't you tell me about your health?” Emily blurted out immediately as she entered the ward where Amara was admitted.Amara didn't say anything but just smiled.Emily scrunched her face in fury and annoyance that Amara never informed her of the diabetes she was diagnosed with, considering how close they were."Thank you so much. I was told about your effort and help in the past few days. You are such a lovely soul
"Miss! Miss!" The doctor's urgent voice finally pulled Emily out of her daze. She blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of the situation. "I'm sorry, we lost her.” He stated it solemnly before turning and exiting the room without another word.Her gaze fell upon the bed, and her heart sank as she watched the nurses gently drape a blanket over Amara's still form.A lump formed in her throat as reality began to set in. "Is she truly dead?" she whispered, desperately hoping this was all some cruel prank despite the doctor's words.But the nurses remained silent, their solemn expressions speaking volumes as they filed past her, leaving her alone in the room with the shrouded figure.Tears welled up in her eyes as she slowly approached the bed, her steps heavy with grief. Trembling fingers reached out to caress the blanket-covered form. "So you decide to leave me in this cruel world..." she choked out, the finality of Amara's passing hitting her like a tonne of bricks.The harsh realit