Chapter 2
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Chapter 2 Emily POV
Gracefield Hospital
The room went silent—so silent it felt like even the air stopped moving. I was still standing by the door, trying to escape the tension, when Ethan suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me back.
“You’re not leaving until you explain why you wanted to hit Isabella,” he spat.
I blinked, shock rising in my chest.
Hit Isabella? Me?, asking myself this question.Isabella stood there acting like the victim, and for a second, I actually thought Ethan was on her side.
“You can’t be serious,” I said, my voice shaking. “You don’t even know how it started, and you’re already jumping to conclusions.”
“Enough!” Victoria finally spoke, Explaing what happened to EthanMrs.She turned to Isabella giving her the look to apologize to me.But Isabella simply walked out and slammed the door like the dramatic brat she was.
I sighed and bowed slightly to Mrs. Blackwood telling her I will check up on her some other day, before giving Ethan an annoyed look.If looks could kill, he would’ve dropped.
As I stepped out, I heard Mrs. Blackwood telling Ethan that he should have been calm, that Isabella disappointed her by hitting me.I paused outside the door long enough to hear Ethan reply coldly,
“She deserved it. Next time she won’t be rude to me.”
I scoffed under my breath. This man is a demon.
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Hillcrest Street
The cold breeze hit my face as I dragged my feet along Hillcrest Street, heading home. My mind kept replaying everything—Isabella’s nonsense, Ethan’s arrogance, the slap that almost landed.
“That bastard,” I muttered.
I branched into the supermarket near my house to buy a few things we were lacking at home.The cashier spotted me and grinned asking why I haven't come to shop since and why i looked stressed while scanning my items.I told her it was work stress.
When I left the store, the anger returned like a wave. I couldn’t believe how the whole day went.
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House 7
I pushed the door open and stepped inside. My exhaustion disappeared for a moment when I saw Clara—my best friend—on the couch watching a movie with my mom.
They didn’t even notice me.
“So you people can’t even sense your own daughter?” I said playfully.
They both turned, surprised.
“Emily! When did you arrive?” Mom asked.
“Not long,” I said, dropping my bag and sitting next to Clara.She hugged me instantly. “I missed you, big head.”Her smile dropped as she studied my face. “Why do you look sad?”
Mom’s worry kicked in immediately. “What’s wrong, my baby?”
“It’s just some i***t that pissed me off today.”
Clara shot up like fire. “Who dared piss off my big head?!”
I explained everything—every detail. I never hide things from them.Clara asked why didn’t slap her back,Then mom answered I didn't need to fight back, that God sees my heart.
“But that man is a demon,” I muttered.
Clara wrapped an arm around me.
“Oh, my sweet girl,” she teased, making me smile finally.“Come on, let’s go so you can shower,” she said, pulling me upstairs while Mom went to prepare food.
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Regal Paradise – Blackwood Mansion (Still My POV)
The place is called Regal Paradise because it evokes wealth power and comfort. It is aluxurious and majestic place
Ethan arrived home, cold as usual. He walked past his father like he didn’t exist.
Mr. Blackwood asked, “How is she?”
Ethan turned around with disgust. “Since when did you start caring about my mom?”
The whole mansion was always a battlefield. Even without being there, I could imagine Ethan’s cold face and his father’s anger filling the air.
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Few Days Later – Gracefield Hospital
Mrs. Blackwood was being discharged. I came to see her, and she pulled me into a gentle hug thanking me for all I did and apologizing about everything that happened.I reciprocated the hug, saying it was all in the past and I'm not angry smiling.
“I love your spirit,” she said warmly. “I’ll invite you to dinner soon, so we can talk properly.”she said softly.
“I’ll look forward to it,” I said.
She left in her black car, looking happy and relieved.
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CrystalView – The Harris Mansion
Aurora Harris is one of the feared women in the city of Houston .She owns a collection called Eclipse Threads.
Isabella is seen sitting down with her mom in the sitting room.
Isabella lied to her mom, claiming I insulted her and tried to slap her. Aurora Harris—her mother—was furious.
“That girl is lucky she didn’t hit you,” Aurora said darkly. “Or she would be in the grave.”
Isabella was smiling, feeding the lie—until suddenly someone slapped her.
And honestly?
A tiny part of me hoped it was well-deserved.
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