My mom was losing. She was pushed, her
head hitting the corner of a table. She
stopped breathing.
After a moment of shock, they regained their
composure.
The two naked figures carried my mom to the
window and threw her out, staging it as a
suicide.
They cleaned up the scene, then went back to
bed, their moans louder than ever.
That morning, my mom had called, saying she
was finally leaving my dad.
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She was going to take me away, far away.
We were so close to happiness.
The video caused an uproar.
Olivia was caught off guard.
She frantically denied it was her.
She clung to Ethan, crying, “It’s not me, it’s
fake! Ethan, believe me!”
“I didn’t kill her! She fell!”
“I’m not with him anymore! Ethan, don’t leave
me!”
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Ethan, humiliated, furious at being cheated on
so publicly, stormed out.
Her makeup was smeared, her dress torn, her
hair a mess.
Reporters swarmed her, snapping photos, shouting questions.
I watched from the crowd, disguised.
I enjoyed the show.
It was satisfying to see her twisted face.
Her good days were over.
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At the same time, more videos and photos of
Olivia surfaced online. Her promiscuity
abroad, her explicit videos begging for
money.
It was shocking.
The scandal escalated. Families hurt by Olivia and her mother came forward. People she’d met abroad shared their stories, revealing her sordid past.
The girl everyone wanted to be became a pariah overnight.
The fire spread to Ethan’s family, to him, and
his friends.
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Their dirty laundry was aired.
His family wasn’t clean. His mother had done
terrible things to become his father’s wife.
Now, it all came out.
It was a spectacular mess.
Soon, a video of them doing drugs surfaced,
causing shockwaves through the industry.
At first, Olivia tried to defend herself, hiring
bots to control the narrative.
But it only backfired, revealing even more dirt.
The day she was arrested, her creditors
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showed up.
She cried, begging them not to take her
money. “Please, I can’t live without money…
don’t take it, I’ll do anything…”
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Olivia was sentenced to a long time in prison.
I heard many of her fellow inmates were victims of homewreckers.
I was sure she’d be well taken care of.
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Ethan didn’t fare much better. His family abandoned him to save themselves. He and Olivia were legally bound by the contracts ho
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Olivia were legally bound by the contracts he
had signed.
He was responsible for the massive penalties.
His fortune was nothing compared to the
fines.
I had collected evidence of his illegal
activities over the years, sending anonymous copies to his rivals.
He was arrogant, he’d made a lot of enemies. Now that he was down, they were all too happy to kick him.
His mother, once so haughty, was now hiding
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like a rat, eating scraps in the slums she so
despised.
I heard one of his friends, ruined and facing
jail time, set fire to Ethan’s hospital room, taking them both down.
Ethan, once so handsome, was now severely burned, lying in a coma.
After Olivia’s true colors were revealed, the internet, without any prompting from me, pieced together the whole story, defending
- me.
I went from being the hated villain to the sympathetic victim.
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The people who had attacked me online
apologized.
But none of it mattered anymore.
Ethan’s friend messaged me, asking if I was
satisfied.
I told him it wasn’t necessary, then blocked
him.
We were together for convenience, and now it
was over.
That was all.
After settling my affairs, I went to visit some
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old acquaintances.
First, Olivia in prison.
She looked haggard, her hair a mess, her
body covered in wounds.
Without medication, her disease was getting
worse.
She smelled awful, her body oozing.
I heard her mouth was covered in sores.
She glared at me, hatred burning in her eyes.
If there wasn’t glass between us, she would
have torn me apart.
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She shrieked, “You did this! You exposed
everything! Because Ethan loves me!”
I chuckled. So stupid.
“Of course not. Our feud goes much deeper
than that.
I stood up.
“Don’t tell me you still don’t know who I
am?”
I took off my sunglasses, revealing eyes that
looked just like my mother’s.
“My mom visited me in a dream last night.
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She said she’ll be coming for you.”
I watched her terrified expression, adding,
“And I remember every life you and your
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mother took.”
I left as she screamed.
A few days later, I heard she’d gone insane.
That same day, I visited Ethan, who had just
woken from his coma.
I dressed up for the occasion.
As he looked at me with gratitude, I
whispered, “I’m so happy to see you like this.
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It must be so painful, the itching, the burning,
keeping you awake at night. You have no idea
how thrilled I am to hear that.’
I watched his gratitude turn to shock, then
terror. It was amusing.
“Did you think I got plastic surgery to win you
back? You’re wrong. Remember when you
and Olivia were high and went for a joyride?
You hit someone, one dead, one injured.”
“You didn’t know, did you? The one who died
was the love of my life. He was about to
propose. He shielded me with his body.
That’s how my face got scarred. That day, I
swore I’d make you pay.”
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“You have no idea how good he was. He
helped so many people. He rescued so many
animals. He was so good, and he died for
nothing, while you got away scot–free. That’s
not fair.”
Ethan made a gurgling sound, trying to speak.
I almost forgot, his vocal cords were burned.
He would never speak clearly again.
I pressed my fingers into his wounds.
I watched him cry, his eyes wide with pain.
I felt a surge of satisfaction.
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But my face was wet. I couldn’t stop crying.
“You have no idea how much I hate you. You
took away my happiness, twice.”
I gently caressed his burned face.
“Don’t worry, I won’t let you die so easily. I’ll
get you the best doctors, the best medicine.
I’ll keep you alive.”
Alive and suffering.
“Ethan Miller, you deserve this.”
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After enjoying everyone’s misery, I went to
the cemetery.
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I brought lilies, his favorite. He loved their
purity.
He said he wanted to plant a whole garden of
lilies.
Too bad he’d never see it.
After he died, his sister hated me, refused to
tell me where he was buried. I had to track it
down.
She used to attack me, screaming, asking
why it wasn’t me who died.
But this time, her voice was hoarse from
crying.
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“Don’t sneak around anymore.”
“You’re the person he died protecting. Come
whenever you want.”
She put down her flowers and left without looking back.
I cleaned the two headstones next to each other, talking to them for a long time.
Finally, exhausted, I sat beside him, watching
the sunset.
Like he was still there.
I watched the lilies turn red in the fading light.
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other, talking to them for a long time.
Finally, exhausted, I sat beside him, watching
the sunset.
Like he was still there.
I watched the lilies turn red in the fading light.
I closed my eyes, letting the cold seep into my bones.
“I’ve always been good. This is the only time. Wait for me, okay?”
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