Supreme Alchemist

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Modern Revenge Scheming

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" Everything starts from this day onwards. My usual life got messed up with one strange unusual call from him. I shouldn't have responded to that call. Everything is my fault! Don't make that face peeps! You will know what wrong I did, while you start reading this novel. "

It was pouring heavily that day ~

It's usual but annoying to get rain during the mid summer. Everyone was annoyed over the unexpected downpour.

" Why the hell is it raining now? I didn't even bring my umbrella and I have a date today. " She is telling her colleague with an unhappy facial expressions.

" Even God doesn't want you to get into a relationship it seems. It's been two years since you are trying to find a guy. " She chuckled and turned towards Hazel.

Hazel, a tan skinned lady with hot and spicy body features. She is not too beautiful but definitely an eye-catching one. She is a total asexual breed in women species with zero dating experience and very few fling moments.

" I also don't wanna search for anyone if it was not for my father. He is nagging me all day. He wants to accomplish his duty as soon as possible, it seems, take….. Annoying." She poured and was looking at the glass window.

" Let it be, let it be… let it be known. Don't move, stay there. " A song started to play.

" Attend the call. Probably your cancellation of the date. " Her friend and colleague zanat.

"Kylian? " She mumbled.

" Aish… what a surprise. Why is this already taken husband material calling you? "She asked while tugging her inside the narrow path and was looking at her phone display.

" Zana… . Move. It might be an important call. He usually doesn't even text me unless it is very demanding… " Gave a weird look over her face and gulped.

" Excuse me… I will be back. " She bowed a little and walked outside.

" She is no fun. Aish… .. " The girl with black coat and grey hair, named zanat take her bag to cover her head and ran towards her car in the open parking area. She took a look at Hazel and left the company .

The rain was still heavy and the road was covered with rain water, traffic and cops. The atmosphere is not pleasing.

" Hello? " She attended the call and started to listen.

" I wanna meet you. It's about Rachel and please choose the time as close as possible. It's urgent. " His voice cracked two times in between his two three continuous sentences. It was so unlike him.

" Let's meet at our usual place. Should I call… " She tried to ask something but.

" No… I will send you my neighbourhood address. Let's meet at the park opposite my flat. " He told her while loosening up his vocal. Something struck his voice and made it look pathetic.

" What's that? Did the return of Lucifer affect their relationship or something? What's going on? " She was mumbling.

She got another call… .

"Who is that again? Oh fuçk! My date. " She was worried and attended the call.

" Is this Hazel? " A mild gentle voice asked her.

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