BIRTH Of A VILLAINESS
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How did we go from
"My life is empty without you."
His voice had once broken for me, soft with desperation. "I'll be better. For you, I'll do anything, I swear."
I believed him.
Now_
"Get lost. You're a nuisance..." The feelings that lived in him had faded away.
Out of all my sins and mistakes, he was my favorite and my worst.
We were once students in secondary school, exchanging glances that meant nothing until they meant everything.
Then life separated us.
I should have taken that as a sign from God but instead, I brought us back at the university and this time, he didn't come back the same.
Neither did I.
Everyone on campus warned me.
Stay away from him.
They said his name like it carried consequences. Like it could stain me but warnings sound like jealousy when you're in love.
So I stayed.
I should have listened.
His letters were in my hands.
My name written in his handwriting, his voice echoed harshly, the same voice that once traced promises against my skin now reduced to threats on paper.
I tore one of the letters open.
"It's over."
My chest tightened.
"Don't test me. I have everything I need to ruin you and I won't hesitate to."
And there it was.
Pain and Heartbreak.
No apology. No explanation. Just a threat.
Every word was written with certainty.
Like he knew exactly how we would end. Like he had already planned it.
He didn't just leave me, he stripped me of my dignity, he turned me into a joke, and a story whispered across campus halls.
The girl blinded by love?
She's gone, he erased her. And maybe that's his greatest crime.
Villains aren't born, they are made.
He didn't just break my heart, he studied and used me, then he rebuilt me into something I don't recognize.
I will survive this as the one thing he never prepared for... his ending.
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A few minutes into the walk, I heard footsteps shuffling behind me. I tensed up and halted in my tracks. My heart began to pound violently in my chest. I felt too afraid to even do anything. I stayed glued to my spot, but that didn't stop the footsteps from approaching. Mustering all of the courage left in me, I spun around and to my utmost horror, two men - more like thugs were standing just few inches away from me. Ya Allah, please protect me! I don't want to die like this. I spun back around and started walking, my pace increasing rapidly. "Hey! Where the f*** do you think you're going, bit**" One of the men slurred. By the tone of his voice, I could tell he was tipsy or high. The rate of my fear intensified. MANAL ❤ ©2019
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