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Drinking Oblivion To Forget Your Love

Author: Canal

Chapter 1

Word Count: 1406 | Released on: Today at 14:29

y parents suddenly brought a

ogical daughter," my mother

n my face. "This is the cost of everything you've enjoyed

at me with deep disgust and thre

es filled with contempt. "Our engagement is over. This is what you o

the debt, I tore up my Ivy League a

ood in freezing blizzards, and spent my nights scrubbing greas

the final payment was transferred, my hands we

ped to zero, I felt complet

peach soda and a bottle of lethal agricultural herbicid

llowed it, my ph

text from

too. It's just that Claire was lost as a child and suffered a lot.

tomorrow. Come home, and put y

u thrown enough tantrums? Come to the banquet tonight, kneel down and

g screen, dark blood w

as nothing but a sick prank in their eyes,

y realized that no one ca

pte

Benn

at the glowing wo

burn tore through

an to vibrat

isplayed Cooper

swiped the green button and pr

tantrum. Tonight is Claire's formal high-society debut at the country club. Put on something decent and get over here immediately. Y

outh, but no

s frantically corroding my e

my throat, spilling past my lips and s

ant charity. "She said as long as you are willing to kneel down and apologize to her in front

the maids keep your ol

aven. Stop clinging to your ridiculous pride. It's bee

ish-red blood spilled fr

ant

ht, Colin Bennett threw a stack of itemized invoices in

ed me under a dark, leaking overpass in the deepest

window and looked at me as if I

d claiming to be my fiancée," he spat coldly. "You occu

ut thin pajamas, shivering uncontrollably i

aughter. I truly believed I was a predator who stole someone else's life, so I acce

me to say I was their biol

e living hell just to teach

elt as if they were being ground into paste by a meat grinder.

Cooper's voice turned icy wh

you playing

silent treatment to protest. Do you still think yo

hardships you've suffered working these past three yea

broken body, desperately trying to press

e past three years had long worn the skin on my finge

n failed to re

timatum, entirely oblivious to my dying struggle. "If you don't show u

rew away your dignity to scrub filthy floors for a few buc

al words, he h

gh the empty, damp basemen

spilled from my eyes, mixing with the blood a

didn'

ive bar because the owner was w

cause I only slept three hours a day, my hands shook so badly that I was ter

1.2 mi

rrow, and the money I saved cent by cent ridi

give it back to me.

boiling sulfuric acid. The searing agony

dote for this ki

ime. It forces you to remain perfectly, absolutely conscious as yo

ing at the dim, flickering

to blur into a d

phone screen

on from the "Bennet

s ago, and just tonight, my moth

as incredi

n the screen, one after an

g, bloodstained hand, I t

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“On my eighteenth birthday, my parents suddenly brought a strange girl into the house. "Haven, you are not our biological daughter," my mother announced coldly. "Claire is." My father threw a $1.2 million invoice for my upbringing in my face. "This is the cost of everything you've enjoyed in this house. You will pay it back down to the exact cent." My fiancé, Cooper Holland, looked at me with deep disgust and threw our engagement ring at my feet. "You stole Claire's life for eighteen years," Cooper sneered, his eyes filled with contempt. "Our engagement is over. This is what you owe her, and you will pay it back even if you have to sell your blood." I didn't scream or beg. To pay off the debt, I tore up my Ivy League acceptance letter with my own hands. For three full years, I worked twelve-hour shifts delivering food in freezing blizzards, and spent my nights scrubbing grease traps in a filthy dive bar until my knuckles cracked and bled. I bit my tongue and paid them back. The night the final payment was transferred, my hands were trembling so hard I could barely hold a pen. The moment the balance dropped to zero, I felt completely detached from this world. With my last few coins, I bought a cheap bottle of sweet peach soda and a bottle of lethal agricultural herbicide, thinking the sweetness could take away the bitterness. The moment I swallowed it, my phone screen lit up. It was a text from my mother. "Haven, the test is over. You actually are our biological daughter, too. It's just that Claire was lost as a child and suffered a lot. We did this to teach you humility, afraid that you might bully her." "We will refund all the money tomorrow. Come home, and put your sister first from now on." Cooper called right after, his tone full of arrogant charity. "Have you thrown enough tantrums? Come to the banquet tonight, kneel down and publicly apologize to Claire. Then, I might consider taking you back." I stared at the glowing screen, dark blood welling up in my throat. It turned out that everything I had done was nothing but a sick prank in their eyes, yet I had paid a devastating price for it. At this moment, I suddenly realized that no one cared about my life anymore.”