The air shimmered with joy, laughter weaving through every corner . After weathering countless storms and carrying the weight of endless trials, they finally stood side by side as soulmates . No one can separate them from each other.
They intertwined their fingers, making silent promises. She let out a tear of happiness, filled with love and care for him. He wiped her tears and cupped her cheeks. Then he kissed her on the forehead, an unspoken vow to be with her for his entire lifetime.
But someone seething with emotion couldn't control themselves, even in the face of happiness. There was no one left by her side no shoulder to lean on, no one to turn to.
As no one was willing to stand by her side, she decided to take her own life. She ran to her car, drove straight to the bridge, and plunged into the depths below.
There she left her breathe ,
Yet no one knows her death , she left the world in silent.
THE END . Everyone got their own happiness and the villainess is punished by her sins.
""Ugh… what nonsense is this? What do you mean everyone got their own happiness? What did Ivy even do? Why is she being treated like a villainess?"
She felt it wasn't right for Ivy to be treated that way. There was a strong, unspoken affection in her heart for Ivy.
She felt that Ivy had been wronged.
And it hurt her deeply.
"Ivy just wanted to be loved by her adoptive parents, but she never received it. She craved even the smallest bit of affection. There was no one to guide her, no one to tell her what was right or wrong how could she ever learn to distinguish between them?
She had been wronged."
"If she had at least one person she could turn to… it would have been nice."
She felt a deep, quiet sadness settle in her heart.
She closed the book and went downstairs, got into her car, and drove to her office. But her mind remained tangled in the novel Peaches Blooming Pink she couldn't shake it off.
Shutting her thoughts away from the novel, the day slowly came to an end. Now, she was on her way back home, driving her car through the quiet streets.
She was so tired and a little hungry. She made herself some toast and warmed a glass of milk. With a deep sigh, she drifted off to sleep.
She dreamt of the very novel she had just finished but this time, she saw something that had never been written in its pages.
A frown formed on her face as she slept, her body damp with cold sweat.
In her dream, she saw a little girl—ignored, unseen, as if her existence held no weight. No one treated her like a human being.
A sharp pain pierced her chest.
The little girl, hungry and trembling, reached out to grab a loaf of bread. But before she could take it, her adoptive brother noticed her. Without hesitation, he shoved her harshly to the ground.
She didn't cry.
She didn't complain.
Because she knew, to them
she was nothing more than an unimportant adopted child.
Her face turned red from crying all night. By morning, she had developed a fever. Yet no one in the house cared not a single glance was spared her way.
When they finally noticed she was burning with fever, their concern wasn't for her it was for themselves.
"Hah! Seriously? Of all times? We need to go to the party. Fine, let's do one thing leave her with the maids and continue with our plans."
And just like that, they left her behind, alone in the house.
The maids didn't bother to care for her either. Each of them was busy with their own work, leaving the sick child to endure everything on her own.
She endured all the pain on her own. There was no one she could rely on, no one to hold onto.
Even after everything, she still loved them still longed for their warmth, still tried to earn even a fragment of their affection.
She was just a poor girl…
craving nothing more than a little love.
Elosia let a tear slip out in her sleep. Moments later, she jolted awake, only to find her cheeks wet with tears
She couldn't fall asleep again. She lay awake the entire night, she is restless.
The next morning, she called her friend and started talking about the novel the one her friend had recommended.
Her friend replied, "If it's bothering you that much… why don't you… change it?" she said, a strange smile lacing her voice.
"Hey, Riley, have you gone insane? How can I possibly change it?"
Riley just laughed and said something else, but Elosia couldn't catch it.
"Riley? What are you saying? I didn't get you"
The call suddenly cut off.
"This girl… hah! Playing with me first thing in the morning. She's been teasing me too much lately."
Shaking her head, she got ready and drove off to her office.
On her way, she met with an accident. A truck suddenly swerved and collided with her car.
She was bleeding badly, her vision blurring as everything around her faded.
Her phone rang.
She couldn't pick it up, but somehow, the call connected.
"Now… change it the way you like."
Elosia woke up with a sharp pain in her head, clutching it tightly.
"Oh my God… this headache is killing me. Ugh…"
Suddenly, the memory of the accident flashed through her mind. Her eyes snapped open, and she found herself in an unfamiliar environment.
She blinked in disbelief.
She had no idea where she was.She stared at her hands, then at the nightwear she was dressed in. It felt strange this wasn't a hospital gown at all.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
She remained silent for a moment, trying to process everything.
"Yes… who is it?"
"Miss Ivy, I'm coming in. Please pardon me."
"Hah! Now I can ask this person where I am… wait.....did she just say Ivy?"
"Why does this name feel so familiar… even though I don't know anyone by that name?"
Her gaze shifted to the mirror in front of her.
A beautiful blonde woman in a nightgown stared back.
"What the hell?!"
She screamed.
HERE ARE SOME QUESTION
1.What was your first impression of Ivy? Did it change after learning her past?
2.Did you feel sympathy for Ivy?
3.What kind of person is Ivy beneath the label of "villainess"?
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