(Previously known as The Cinderella's Bad Boy)
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"Be your own kind of Cinderella"
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Chapter |27|
It's weird how such a simple combination of letters can have a huge impact on the life of a person.
Words create magic that can brighten your life and dampen it at the same time. It can create happiness and destroy relations. It can bring a smile on your face or be the reason of your tears.
Though the effect of those words depends on the power you give them.
Words may not physically harm a person but it can wreck a person mentally. And that is more dangerous than physical harm.
Physical harm leaves visible scars. But the mental destruction? It leaves shattered ruins of the past. Ruins that can never be returned to their prior glory.
I haven't let any of the words of people around me make much of an impression on me but that doesn't mean that I haven't heard them at all.
It's like letting bees surround you but never letting them sting you. That, however, doesn't mean that they won't sting you ever unless you find a way to escape their presence.
Sitting isolated under a tree with my book in my lap, I observed the light chatter and playful banter as the bikini clad girls and half naked guys chased and splashed around in the water.
It had been half an hour and thankfully no one had managed to come near me. They were busy having fun, eating and playing in the water.
I glanced up at the sky which was getting filled up with dark clouds, ready to burst any moment, letting their drops graze Mother Nature on earth.
I had tried looking for Andrew earlier but upon calling him, I got to know that since Emma had told him that I wasn't going to be here, he had asked Karen out on a date.
He did propose to cancel it but I declined. I couldn't let him spoil a date because of me.
Throwing a few cautious glances around, I dug in my bag for something when I saw that no one was paying any attention to me.
I pulled out a locket from the inner pocket of my bag. It was a cute, vintage locket in the shape of a book and had a key attached in the front.
Opening the book revealed a small photo on the right and a small caption on the left side.
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