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Dear Readers,
Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issues with that. Rest I can guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline.
The following are my books; if interested, do give a look over them:
1) Chosen By An Alpha: Completed
2) Purchased A Werewolf: On Hold
3) The Luna's Pretended Love Interest: Completed
4) Alpha's Last Minute Bride: Completed
5) Deceiving the Beta: Ongoing (On regular update)
6) Her Mysterious Lover: Completed
*All the characters and the incidences in the story are created by me. In case it matched even a little with someone else, then it's just a mere coincidence.
* Please don't copy my idea!
*If you find this book anywhere under a different pen name, then please let me know!
*I didn't mean to hurt anyone's intention and religion. So, if you find anything offensive, then forgive me in advance.
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Sophia’s POV
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I was standing on the edge of the bridge to end my life. This was the place where everything had started a few years ago, and this would be the place where everything would end.
I wish I would have killed myself on the very same night before meeting him.
Only if I would never meet him, all these things would have been with my family members or with me.
I sobbed and looked down at the river.
I didn’t know how to swim, so I was hopeful that I would definitely die by drowning in it.
“Sophia.” I heard my name being called, and I already knew the person who was calling me. Well, that’s my brother, Oliver's girlfriend, Rebecca V. Cornell, and I’m … Nevermind. Soon, going to be a dead person, I guess.
Shit!
How did she find me?
That reminded me that I didn’t have much time with me. I wasted not a single second more and jumped from there.
“Sophiaaa,” She yelled my name again, but by that time, I was already in the air, and after waiting for a while, I landed in the river. The wave in the river was too high, and my body started flowing with the water, and in the next waves, I started drowning already. I felt my consciousness giving up. I couldn’t see anything. I couldn’t breathe. My lungs were filled with water.
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I heard the sound of a machine beeping around me.
Was this the sound after death? I wondered and tried to open my eyes. And the moment I did, I saw a white ceiling and too much light in the room.
‘I think I was in heaven.’
Yes, that could be the case because I didn’t remember doing any evil deeds to go the hell. Thinking about all this, I opened my eyes again, adjusting my eyes as per the light, and looked first at the ceiling and then rotated my to look around. I almost stopped breathing when my eyes landed on my raging brother, Oliver, and Rebecca, who was sleeping on the couch beside him.
Oh! No! No! No! No!
This was not at all heaven.
And seeing the angry face of my brother, I knew I was in living hell. I was so dead. My body trembled in fear, and I sat on the bed, ready to run away if I had to because he was damn too pissed. He stood on his feet abruptly, not caring his girlfriend was sleeping. Because of the moment, Rebecca quickly opened her eyes, sensing movement around her.
“Oli, I can explain …..Ahh!” I placed my hand on my cheek when he slapped as hard as he hit across my face.
“Liv!” Rebecca yelled and ran toward us, and the next moment she was standing between him and me as a barrier. “She is your sister.”, She reminded him as if he had forgotten this fact in anger. Generally, my brother is not a violent person. In fact, this was the first time he had raised his hand to me.
“What the hell was she thinking when she decided to end her life?” he shouted, and I hid my face behind Rebecca so that she could protect me from his wrath. “Answer me, damn it.”, he demanded, and he didn’t look in a mood to leave me without getting his answers.
“I thought he killed you too.”, I muttered in a low tone.
Everyone here knew whom I was referring to by mentioning ‘HE’ over here.
Hearing my answer, he sighed and peeked to see his expression and found that he was now not at all angry at me. In fact, he was mad at HIM.
Rebecca stepped aside and let us rebound our relationship. Oliver sat on the bed beside me and touched my cheek softly, and I bit my inner cheek not to hiss in pain.
“Did I slap you hard?” he asked, caressing my cheek.
“No.”, I shook my head. I had been slapped harder than this before, and if I could handle that pain, then this pain was nothing in front of me.
“I’m sorry.”, he apologized. “I shouldn’t have slapped you.”
“I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have thought of killing myself.” I, too, apologized even though I had no idea why should I stay alive? The pain in my life was too much to take, and I had no reason to stay life. And even if I tried to live, I would continuously be haunted by the demons of my past.
“Exactly. It would be best if you hadn’t thought of killing yourself.”, There came the doctor in my room, holding a file in his hand. I thought he was giving me some regular lecture that any doctor gives to his patient who tries to kill himself or herself until I heard his following words. “Because you would have killed on more life with you.”
“Excuse me?” I asked in confusion.
The last time I checked, I had jumped from the bridge alone.
Hold on! I was here. It meant someone saved me from dying in the river by drowning in it.
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