It felt as though the air just got punched out of her lung. Her last hope shattered like glasses, tears stung her eyes, spilling down like raindrops.She trembled vigorously like the fabrications had electrocuted her.Her lips parted to say something but nothing came forth— just air.She opened her mouth to speak again but her voice trembled in her throat, cracking out like her throat had turned grimy.“I...I didn't..”Jane snapped.Her hand drove through the air with dangerous energy, manicured nails moving in a blurr.She hated Betty!Hated the glaring fact that she was beautiful. She's a bitter sweet enemy— an imposter.She's Bittered that Betty outshines her.And why she was acting all crazy was because she wasn't picked as the first runner up in the first audition. She won third, missing her chance to cast in as the main actress on a movie set.The directors said they needed someone naturally beautiful. Wasn't she beautiful enough?Betty was picked for the role.She had boasted

As Carl stepped out of Kessing Headquarter, the crisp and warm air of the midday brushed against his face, his mind sharper than before after the encounter with Elira. His finger curled into a tight fist as he recounted every word, every brutal confession she made in that room to crush him.How could she do something so Grave like that? And she thought she'd won? She played smart, schemed a quiet marriage to make him crumble. Carl was playing love, while she was playing cruel games.As Carl walked to the curb to wave down a taxi, surrounded by the chatters from passersby and automobiles, his phone buzzed loudly in his pocket.He stopped on his track and pulled out his phone, a tight frown forming between his brows. It was Elira calling...She didn't save it as Elira.She saved her name as ‘My life.’His finger tightened on the phone, anger rising in high tides inside his chest at the mere sight of the pet name.“What did she want now?" Carl muttered between gritted teeth. He picked t

Badmus was already shaking at the side like a nervous kid who heard footsteps in his attempt to steal from the offering Box. His eyes burned with emotional cycles— jealousy tangling with anger and uneasiness.“You're talking like you're about to resign, Kane.” Richard sounded crestfallen. “You're my star. I can double your paycheck. Your service brings honor to my organization." Richard Globulex said with the desperation of a boss wanting to impress a good employee.Badmus was burning with anger as Richard was praising Kane. Someone he already fired!"So, please, accept the gift. I can get a better one if you think its not good enough.” Richard persisted, eager to please Kane.Kane gave in after much persuasion. “Oh, no Mr. Richard. That's not the issue. I just think someone like Mr. Badmus deserves the honour.” Kane said knowingly, his voice laced with sarcasm. A small smile spilled the corner of his lips.Richard simply glanced at Badmus without any word and let out a bitter chuc