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The RISE Of NATHALIA CARTER

The wedding day. A moment that most women treasured with but not with her. She was poisoned on her own wedding day; Nathalia Carter died full of hatred for her father and fiance. How could she accept that they murdered her? Nathalia gaped at Evette Carter, her step-sister, who was now laughing at her stupidity. Evette is one of the culprits behind her painful death. Demons. They are all demons. Nathalia thought in silence while she closed her eyes as consciousness abandoned her. With rage and tears, Nathalia cursed them and promised to take revenge if given a chance to survive. Suddenly, God hears her prayer and gives her a second chance, and she is allowed to come back to seek revenge. This time, she will not be so naive. She becomes fiercer and eager to bring justice to her own death. She would make sure they got what they deserved in this life. Revenge. Torture. Take everything they had. Make them suffer ten times worse than what they did to her. Along the way, her life changed when she met the notorious playboy- Spencer Davidson. He aims to take her as his woman and help her to fulfill her desire to take revenge. Love, Revenge, and Mystery played along the way. Giving her the most challenging part as she journeyed through her new life. Cover Created by: Weilan Wanna know more about the story, follow me on Instagram: annashannellin

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Chapter 102: I Can’t Stop Loving You

"We are friends," Spencer replied.

Friends? Who says so? I'm not your friend. Nathalia knitted her brows, confused and frustrated.

The reporters watched the young couple leave and quickly made their way back to their office, ready to write down the excitement of the morning. A glorious morning. A new start.

As soon as they were out of sight of the crowd, Nathalia stomped at Spencer's feet and threw a punch at his chest. "Let go of me. What do you want?!" She yelled angrily.

It actually hurt, but Spencer didn't want to let go; instead, it somehow made him feel more alive and less empty, seeing Nathalia getting frustrated, having her so close to him. "Nathalia, I can't. I can't let you go." He said in a pleading tone.

It was true. He had tried, more than once, his best, but all in vain. He couldn't forget her. He couldn't just let go.