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THE LOVE I COULDN'T SEE.

Chapter 4 The Contract

Word Count: 1745    |    Released on: 12/05/2025

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no work on the weekend..

ay was enough to explain that outside is st

nt." I said to myself and thi

e oven and lunch is on low fire. Everything is perfect, except the fact that it's

Maybe I'll write later. I don't know, make a poem a

y inner sel

ine between the words lonely and

solarium. I wasn't thinking when I bought t

hat happened and Oshawa is filled with the

s there. Since

tions... that place is whe

st crush. We grew up together, having fun, pla

every single thing I decided to pursue. Everythi

best to be the best. I did it, I was the best. But when I came back I wasn't enough... All my

ied but not enough in thi

't the plan! I wa

y kits. I drew with my pain

ed randomly with no specific meaning-It is true. But it has its own

tones of my palette when I

idn't say he w

oor. And the sigh before

id. I didn't realize I w

he hugged

to a ponytail, her pink dress matching the colour of her natural blushed cheeks. I closed my ey

de. The details on the sole were telling me that it was definitely a french brand. I lifted my eyes and found

he was so handsome. His sophisticated work style suits perfectly with the

tice his baby b

covered with paint." Sarah asked

ier and my white hood

nd said, "I was painti

he said, already gig

something?" I asked, "

ood." I couldn't bear it and chu

the stove as lunch was ready and went to the solarium to show Sarah the p

er do whatever she wanted while I went to talk t

and sat op

you to my house?" Won't wast

se cookies. They're

with a smile, "How did

nd your account on instagram is Ella Miller, with no photos of you. But I n

le judging me... again. People judge even if you are the one who is right. If they can't see me, they can't

." Excuse me? "I talked with my brother, Sarah's father. And he wants

's..." I ha

alizing. She has been through a lot since... ever..." I know this story

me to be his daug

ch other before. Here, we don't want to lose the opportunity of making h

st thing my vision caught was

llion a month to be Sarah'

ouble the amo

h her, prepare her for school, help with homework, put her to bed, and then some simple rules t

can't picture you giving me one

" He said. Tru

rt room. She looks so happy. Am I r

t." I said, "This is.

py to have you with us." I nodded. It was s

ter some time. Cleaner t

see." She seems so

as expected it

utterfly. It was full of happiness, and every t

tes on cuit." No way

They c

nothing to chan

ght?" Mr Wilson aske

a good student and using my free time to do something useful.

't take l

father. She hopes her father is trying to make

ing and I

t keeping me from it. There is no wa

ething hidden here. There is something myste

I need... Id

called him, who an

me grab my keys." He s

I'm fine." He is t

said, "then

ething. I got an offer, a

p, I can't be

seems that she has problems socializing, but she

ght for a seco

? But

e off, "And you need to get out

.

it..." I said,

I disconnec

etting even

d at the ceiling. Silence wa

art coming

. I had

y best

h my husband,

ed friends before w

her before he asked for my

people that want to rule my

le h

ning my cheek with less intens

a lot to

hinking. Tomorrow I'

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THE LOVE I COULDN'T SEE.
THE LOVE I COULDN'T SEE.
“Her silky hair was a mess. Her makeup, ruined. Her dress wrinkled like she slept on it. She was there, but her mind, elsewhere. Her eyes went to me. Her lips curled into a lazy smile. In every step she gave, my heart sank thinking she would fall. "What happened to you? Are you okay?" I rushed towards her. Her face twisted with disgust. "Oh, perfect Bella. The golden girl. Always correct. Always the best." "What..." "Perfect Bella. Has the best grades. She doesn't have to fight to get into college, colleges fight over her." "Emma, you are drunk." "Perfect Bella doesn't drink. She is as pure as water. Saint Bella." Her eyes glinted. "Perfect Bella doesn't sleep with her best friend's husband." My body froze as a wave of chill ran through my spine. "What... what are you talking about?" She leaned in, her breath thick with alcohol, "Where do you think Marcus is? Why do you think I can barely walk straight? Is it hard to believe he took me and not you to that bad that was supposed to be yours?" My heart clenched. Tears started forming in my eyes. It didn't take long till they gave up to gravity. He... he didn't. We'd promised this morning. He couldn't. "He wouldn't." ***** It's been a year, but the scars are still there. My past echoing in my head reminding me of everything that happened since that day. Every time I open my eyes in the morning to see... nothing. "You only get hurt by the ones you love the most." "You only get betrayed by the ones you trust the most." What happens when these two misbeliefs collide? ***** I hope I wrote this book good enough to make you feel it. Obrigada.☺️”