“Chelly’s POV”
The red and puffy eyes of hers revealed she was crying. When she knew I learned about her presence, she began marching closer to me.
“Why are you both here?” I wasn’t in a situation to trust their words.
“When I moved into your house, I was fighting with the pain and sorrow David’s death brought,” as each word escaped from my mouth, my heart began aching.
“When I needed your love and support, how you both treated me was beyond forgivable.” Gulping involuntarily, for the first time in my whole life, I continued speaking about myself; how I felt.
“All three years I spent with you was pure torture. There hasn’t been a single day in which you both haven’t succeeded to make me realize what my worth was.” All my sufferings kept pondering in the form of tears.
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