She had ambitions that soared beyond the cage of her upbringing. Her dreams were simple yet profound: to find true love, chase her dream career, and break free from the shackles of her life. Yet, the day arrived when the cold hand of fate forced her...
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♬ R.I.P 2 My Youth - The Neighbourhood
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I've always gotten mixed signals throughout my life when it came to beauty.
According to my father, I had to act perfect to compensate for my face. But normal people would tell me my face looked unreal.
They told me my eyes looked like those of a doll, meanwhile Lorenzo told me they were ugly and the lack of vibrance in them made him hate them.
I had barely gotten the impression that I was ugly, because people would assure me I'm not. But he always found his way into my head, it drove me insane.
I had just gotten a few nasty looks from girls, who probably envy me for walking next to Caden. It's gotten normal for me.
It's a man's world anyways, who's to say women won't hate you for being with one they want?
For some reason, I have always gotten the feeling like I don't belong. No matter where I go.
Which is why I pretend like I do.
Me and Caden are walking through the mall, and he's walking next to me with two bags of mine in his hands he basically forced me not to even touch- I feel guilty about it, but the man was acting like his life was depending on the damn bags.
"Don't you need anything?" I venture, attempting to be civil with him before he simply shakes his head in response.
I nod and suddenly, I freeze while mortification washes over me.
My eyes widen at my ex standing by one of the shops.
Oliver, his golden hair veiling those blue eyes, his gaze locked on his phone before his gaze shifts towards me, a chilling expression takes hold, painting his features with an unsettling intensity.
Oliver and I were dating for a while before he cheated on me, he begged for us to stay together, yet threatened me when I told him it was over.
He was obsessed with me, and not the good kind. He was treating me like I was some experiment when we were dating. He said he was astonished by my intelligence, my looks.
I've never really put my smarts to use. I tried, I even got into law school— but Lorenzo shut that down almost immediately.
Oliver said he would kill anybody who ever dared to date me when we broke up, I didn't take it serious- I wasn't scared of his threats.
