Fated To Three Betrayed By All Until She Rose (Leilani) by Ahvahh novel Chapter 98

Chapter 98: The plan.

Leilani.

"I shouldn’t feel sad! I shouldn’t feel like this..." I said through my tears, but no matter how much I tried to convince myself, it was futile.

My heart ached tremendously, but it wasn’t because I was jealous— maybe I was a little bit. But that was not the entire issue here.

My main concern was the fact that now, it felt as though I was no different from my sister, Chalice. I felt like I was driving a wedge between Jarek and his true mate. And I of all people know how hurtful that was.

I knew how difficult it was to let go of the mate bond because I’ve lived it.

I’ve endured torments, not just physical ones but the psychological ones inflicted on me by a neglected mate bond. I’ve lived through seeing my mates fawn over my sister, treating her the way I should’ve been treated, and I’ve died countless times whenever I felt them making love to her.

I couldn’t do that to someone else.

I am not Chalice.

I don’t know how long I remained behind the wheel, crying as I drove, but by the time I finally came through, a gasp slipped out of my mouth when I realized where I was.

In my daze, I’d driven all the way to our old estate. To the place where my parents’ house was located.

And now, seeing the large building from a distance, I couldn’t help but think back to two years ago:

That day had been my birthday, our birthday; And I do not know if it was curiosity or mere longing, but I’d found myself travelling back into the country. I had worn a dark coloured wig, caked my face in layers of makeup and worn grey contact lenses to finish the look.

And then, like a fool I came here.

I wasn’t so surprised when I discovered that they were throwing a party for Chalice— I mean, they did that every year, but what surprised me was how no one saw me slip into the crowd. How no one noticed my presence when I went into the house.

The festive atmosphere had drawn me in and pulled me out, keeping me in a situation where I felt like a stranger and like one of them all at the same time.

But then, I noticed to my horror that none of my pictures remained in the living room, and the only one left in the art gallery had been decorated with a garland.

They’d ruled me off as dead. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

They never for once tried to look for me and had held a funeral in my absence.

The pain I felt that day was raw. It was gut wrenching. I cannot remember how I managed to stumble out of there but I remember getting on the next available flight out of the country.

And now, looking up at the house I once called a home, I couldn’t help but relive that moment all over again.

My hands on my steering wheel turned chalk white as I glared up at the house, and my breath were harsh and hollow as they struggled to escape my lungs. My eyes burned too but I do not know if what I felt was pain or anger.

However, I was only snapped out of my reverie when I suddenly heard a knock on my window. I gasped, but upon looking up, I was shocked to come face to face with a face I’d long forgotten.

Agnes.

My very first best friend. But now, a stranger.

My breath caught.

I immediately wiped my face with the back of my hand as I stared at her reflection through the tinted window for a moment, whilst wondering why she looked so disheveled now.

Her hair was a mess and her clothes hung over her body like some loose sack. And I know I should be glad to see her. I should be happy to finally see a familiar face.

But I wasn’t.

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