Afterlife (Afterlife Saga, #1)

by Stephanie Hudson

“Fine, play it like that! We both know what happened last night, but considering you're playing it down as though it was nothing but a ‘bump to the head’ then you go ahead and do that! But I will never, and I repeat never believe that, and no matter how much you try to trick me… I'm here telling you now, it won't work!” I said, and the tears welled up but didn't betray me as they stayed firmly in place. I had to tense my fists when I said this so as not to shake with hurt. He stood glaring, his black eyes holding no shred of the passion that I had seen flow so freely last night. Then the doors opened and the beautiful redhead who sat at his table glided in. She stopped next to him, and there was something different about her that I hadn't seen before. But no matter what I braced myself for, what I saw next would crush my heart and every hope I had ever foolishly allowed myself to feel. She curled her body into him, and his arms embraced her, returning the affection. She then looked at me as though I had been made of invisible matter. “Oh, you must be Keira, the waitress who got knocked down due to the fight, how's your head feeling today?” she said in a voice that sang with the same beauty that radiated off her. I had to use every last breath in my body to answer without showing the tears that just wanted to run freely out of my fragile body. “I'm fine, thank you,” I said, and Draven for some reason, probably in disgust, turned his face away. “That's good. Well, I'm sorry ...

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She lifted herself to the height of his face and kissed him. This was enough to unleash the tears from my eyes, leaving behind a salty road for others to follow. I looked away and wiped them off my skin in vain. I didn't notice when she left, but to be honest my mind was a blur, consumed with the pain of self-pity. I just want to drown in it. “I'm sorry, that was rude. I didn't introduce you to my fiancée. That was Celina,” he said still holding on to his unemotional countenance, and I had lost all of mine. I couldn't speak, fearing what I would say in reply. Then, when I thought the pain couldn't get any worse than knowing he was getting married to one of the most perfect creatures this world had ever seen… he spoke. “I understand there has been a misjudged account of affections that do not exist. Perhaps this was partly my doing as well, as a young overactive imagination can sometimes twist the truth. In light of your clear feelings, I would think it best for you if you no longer work up here in the VIP.” He finished this sentence, thus sealing my fate into a pit of misery. He could see the tears, and yet his arrogance was still stronger than ever. We were miles apart, and the difference was that he didn't care and all the time I was fighting my way to get back. “Right… you’re right, clearly… what a stupid mistake to have made!” I said this out loud not realising, as nothing made sense, but nothing ever does when you’re lost. “I think you’re a hard worker and…” “Stop, ju...

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“Don't…! Just don't.” After everything that had happened between us, I couldn’t stand here and continue to listen to his lies. “Fine. I will continue downstairs for Sophia’s sake, but only until I have paid off this car…” “Keira, that’s not necessary,” Draven said, but I held up my hand and then spat with venom, “Oh, but it is as I want nothing from you!” This time, he winced, but I carried on. “Don’t worry I will never be stupid enough to set foot up here again or be foolish to show any of my young overactive imagination towards you ever again. I can promise you that!” I said as my last attempt at saving my face. When I said this, there was the first tiniest bit of emotion I saw in his soulless eyes, but I looked away from it, knowing that if I saw anything that would give me hope, I would fight for him…and clearly it was a one-sided battle. One I could never win. I walked past him to the door, and something made me stop. I turned to face his back, as his eyes did not follow, and swallowed back the sob, saving it for when I was out of this Hell! “Oh, and congratulations… My Lord!” I managed to say before my voice completely broke down.

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