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Until Fate Break Us Apart

Eirlys Williams is the child of misfortune. That’s what people always labeled her. Her abusive father killed her mother due to her infidelity with another man, creating a permanent scar in her heart. People come and go in her life, but she remains in the same place, with her indelible trauma. "You deserve to be beaten! Who made you a child born from a murderer and a sl*t?!" "Your existence itself is a sin!" "Do us a favor and go die!" She shuts her heart to deflect the pain, hurt, and sadness that constantly following her. However, to shut one's pain, means one also shut their happiness. Constant abuse throughout the years has made the girl's heart grow cold and numb. However, her brief encounters with the Gardners sparks a new page in her life. "That's very kind of you. But then, I will be worried if you go home alone." "Don't be so reckless next time! You are a girl!" "Big sister, please become my wife in the future!" She could slowly feel all of her emotions coming back to her heart. The pain, joy, sadness, hope, anger, awe, and even love. This time, she vows to protect her heart with all her might. However, the Gardners have secrets they don't want other people to know. A secret that could put Eirlys in danger. Can Eirlys overcome the hardship that comes from regaining her emotions back? This is a story of an adolescent girl, trying to find a place where she belongs. ===================== - The pic isn't mine. Credits are belong to the original artist. - English isn't my first language, so there might be lots of grammar mistakes. I apologize in advance for that! Happy reading!

PetiteSnowdrop · Teen
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Chapter 69 : The worst state ever

I observed the security footage played on the computer screen for the nth time. I repeated it several times just to make sure I missed nothing. Sometimes, I would rewind the video and watch in slower motion. Just like now.

The person in the video was clad in a black hoodie and black pants. They wore a cap and mask as well and one could barely see their eyes glinted under the dim light of the corridor that night. From their stature, I reckoned the culprit was a short boy or a girl. The similarity on how this culprit disguised brings me back to when I sneaked into the school that night. No wonder Mrs. Gabrielle was so sure that the culprit this time was the same one as the previous one.

As much as I wanted to claim that the similarity was only a coincidence, it was just far too similar, as if someone deliberately dressed that way to mimic the previous one.