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Story: Twice Betrayed
On my way home from the hospital, I felt dizzy and disoriented, and I ran into several people along the way.
Mason informed me of my father’s death, and I spent a lot of time in the hospital by his bedside, which caused me to lose a lot of weight.
Mason had volunteered to watch over my father so I could go home and rest for a day, but on that same day, I received the devastating news that my father had died.
Mason had held me as I sobbed uncontrollably, telling me not to approach my father’s body, promising that he would always be there for me and that I should not be afraid.
It turned out he had embraced me to keep me from learning that my father had committed suicide.
When I realised this, I couldn’t help but slap myself across the face. What kind of monster had I fallen in love with?!
As I was drowning in regret, I heard a voice I hadn’t heard in a while.
“Tessa, it’s been a while.”
Camilla was confident in my garden, sitting on the swing and smiling as she looked at me.
“How did you get inside?”I asked.
I’d never liked her, especially after Jasper abandoned me for her; I couldn’t bring myself to smile at her.
Camilla approached me, still smiling, “With the passcode, of course.” Mason’s passwords are always very predictable. It is 0717, my birthday.”
My heart sank when I heard that Mason’s passwords were all 0717. I had asked him about it before, and he said it was the day he made his first fortune.
As ridiculous as it may sound, I even celebrated his success with him on July 17th.
“Do you like the swing? I mentioned to Mason during one of our conversations that I’d like to have a swing installed in the yard someday. It would be tonnes of fun. “I never imagined he would remember.”
Camilla spoke as she entered the house, making herself completely at home.
“Wow, is this the painting Mason returned from Mordin?” She enquired enthusiastically, pointing to the artwork hanging by the second-floor staircase.
Without waiting for my response, she said, “I can’t believe he bought it. Too bad Jasper wouldn’t let me keep it; otherwise, I would never have left it with Mason.
She ended with a conspiratorial wink in my direction.
I followed silently behind her, torturing myself by listening to her words and not responding.
Camilla gifted the carpet, the painting she adored, and the interior style she chose; everything in this home was designed to her specifications.
I had mistakenly assumed Mason had chosen this house specifically for me; now that Camilla and I were standing here, I felt like a visitor.
Compared to Camilla, I was much more unfamiliar with this house.
“Hi, is this your wedding photo? Your wedding dress is identical to the one I wore for my bridal photoshoot! Camilla remarked mockingly, “It appears you are my substitute,” revealing her true colours.
Mason informed me of my father’s death, and I spent a lot of time in the hospital by his bedside, which caused me to lose a lot of weight.
Mason had volunteered to watch over my father so I could go home and rest for a day, but on that same day, I received the devastating news that my father had died.
Mason had held me as I sobbed uncontrollably, telling me not to approach my father’s body, promising that he would always be there for me and that I should not be afraid.
It turned out he had embraced me to keep me from learning that my father had committed suicide.
When I realised this, I couldn’t help but slap myself across the face. What kind of monster had I fallen in love with?!
As I was drowning in regret, I heard a voice I hadn’t heard in a while.
“Tessa, it’s been a while.”
Camilla was confident in my garden, sitting on the swing and smiling as she looked at me.
“How did you get inside?”I asked.
I’d never liked her, especially after Jasper abandoned me for her; I couldn’t bring myself to smile at her.
Camilla approached me, still smiling, “With the passcode, of course.” Mason’s passwords are always very predictable. It is 0717, my birthday.”
My heart sank when I heard that Mason’s passwords were all 0717. I had asked him about it before, and he said it was the day he made his first fortune.
As ridiculous as it may sound, I even celebrated his success with him on July 17th.
“Do you like the swing? I mentioned to Mason during one of our conversations that I’d like to have a swing installed in the yard someday. It would be tonnes of fun. “I never imagined he would remember.”
Camilla spoke as she entered the house, making herself completely at home.
“Wow, is this the painting Mason returned from Mordin?” She enquired enthusiastically, pointing to the artwork hanging by the second-floor staircase.
Without waiting for my response, she said, “I can’t believe he bought it. Too bad Jasper wouldn’t let me keep it; otherwise, I would never have left it with Mason.
She ended with a conspiratorial wink in my direction.
I followed silently behind her, torturing myself by listening to her words and not responding.
Camilla gifted the carpet, the painting she adored, and the interior style she chose; everything in this home was designed to her specifications.
I had mistakenly assumed Mason had chosen this house specifically for me; now that Camilla and I were standing here, I felt like a visitor.
Compared to Camilla, I was much more unfamiliar with this house.
“Hi, is this your wedding photo? Your wedding dress is identical to the one I wore for my bridal photoshoot! Camilla remarked mockingly, “It appears you are my substitute,” revealing her true colours.