Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose.-Chapter 265: The parcel.

Leilani.

As if biting him was not enough, Kael tried to lean close again, this time, placing his hands gently on the curves of my waist as he drawled; 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Calm down please—"

"What?"

"Calm down, Leilan—"

I however didn’t give him the chance to finish speaking as I then pushed him off, panting like I had just run a marathon as I began to shove him towards the open door.

"Get the fuck out!" I yelled. At this point, the only thing I felt was anger. An overwhelming sense of anger and grief that overrode my senses, filling me with nothing but despair.

Kael tried to struggle against me, tried to talk to me too, but I was too annoyed to listen to whatever he had to say. Too hurt by his casual dismissal of the topic to care about his thoughts. Goddess, I couldn’t hear his words even if I tried.

Tears of rage filled my eyes as I managed to shove him off up until he arrived at the door, and when he tried to touch me this time, I flinched so hard you would think his touch burned.

He lowered his gaze, hissing; "Let me speak!"

"Go home! I do not wish to speak to you, especially about what you wish to speak about!"

My words seemed to have some sort of negative effect on him as he shrunk back, his eyes filling with something I couldn’t name as he dragged in a lungful of air.

When he exhaled moments later, causing his warm breath to fan my face, I winced in disgust, turned away and seethed; "Leave!"

He sighed. "I think you have the wrong ideas. I think you don’t know what happened. Yet, you’re too stubborn to listen to me!"

Maybe it was his words or maybe it was the anger surging through my veins, but I found his words even more difficult to stomach.

My anger knew no bounds when I looked into his deep dark eyes, and I was even more irritated to think that he was feigning innocence.

That he was acting like I was the one at fault.

Because tell me why he is looking at me like I was the one wrong? Tell me why his eyebrows are scrunched together, looking as though he was worried.

I wanted to listen to him in that moment, to hear what he had to say; But just one flashback... one memory of Jennifer and how she’d been sprawled on the floor, her clothes torn into shreds with her skin covered in purple and black bruises had me trembling with anger and disgust.

And do you know what was worse?

How their parents had quickly dismissed the case without a care in the world.

I exhaled. "You think I don’t know what I am saying right?"

"Yes," he breathed out, coming to grab my arm again, but just as his fingers brushed against my skin, I shrunk away and frowned, giving him the stink eye.

"You think I am just blowing all of this out of proportion right?"

"Yes, I think so. But..." he drawled, and to me, that was all I needed to know how callous he was. How unrepentant he could be.

I balled my hands into fists to keep myself from hitting him one more time as I took a step back and slowly pulled the door open. But because he wasn’t paying any attention to his environment and was instead looking at my face as if finding more ways to get hold of my arm, he didn’t realize how easily he was walking into the trap I had set.

He dropped his gaze for a very brief moment then lifted it up one more time, his eyes filled with sorrow as he muttered; "You are wrong. For a very long time, I have tried to hate you for what you did then, and by that, I mean testifying against my brothers and I. We did nothing to the—"

"You hated me?" I asked slowly, interrupting him. And I smiled sadly when he nodded in agreement. "Why?"

"Yes, I did. My brothers did too because you almost ruined our lives."

"And you ruined someone else’s life!" I spat, and with that, slammed the door right in his face before he even had the opportunity to react.

The house plunged into an uncomfortable kind of silence after I did that, and it wasn’t until I had slammed the door shut and fastened the locks that I looked down at my now trembling hands.

My filthy trembling hands...

And goddess, I couldn’t help but remember how Jennifer would steady my hands whenever it was trembling like this.

How she would make an enemy out of anyone who didn’t like me, including my sister.

My vision blurred and my heart ached, and in tears, I slowly dropped to the floor like a log of wood, hating myself for allowing myself to forgive the triplets despite what they had done to her.

After they had taken part in her death, I had still crushed on them like an idiot, and even when they began to make my life a living hell afterwards, I still loved them.

I loved them until I almost lost my life due to their love for Chalice.

—And now, all I could think of was how much of a fool I had been for a very long time.

My heart ached so terribly, I feared it would burst, and gripping at my chest so tight, I screamed loud into the quiet house.

The sound of my anguished cries tore through the house and the air. It was so loud and so raw, it made the wall clock rattle perilously before settling after a dangerously long moment.

The hairs at the back of my neck stood on end too and I crashed to the floor, vibrating like I had just been tased before I slipped into nothingness.

—Or that was what I thought I slipped into until Jennifer’s face began to swirl over my closed eyes like a cloud.

A cloud that I had once forgotten.

—

By the time I woke up the next morning, I felt like a complete piece of shit. My eyes were red and swollen from crying so much and my limbs hurt too from my painful failed attempt at shifting last night.

Thinking that I should go for a run to take my mind off things just so that I can go about my day feeling a little better than I do now, I dragged myself off the floor and changed into a casual black tank top and blue shorts. I then styled my hair into a high ponytail before making my way out of the house.

I had however just arrived outside when I noticed a parcel on my porch. It was wrapped in a brown Manila envelope and on it, the words; ’For Leilani’ was scribbled on it in black clear letters.

My first thought was to discard it but after careful thought, I found myself peeling the envelope open despite reminding myself that I could be a letter bomb, only for my eyes to widen when I realized that its contents were simply a bottle of some clear liquid that looked like water and a piece of paper.

I frowned.

"What the hell is this?" I muttered under my breath as I twirled it in my hand. I then gasped in shock when I saw the note with it.

It read; "Dear Leilani, this is the antidote of the Moonveil draught elixir."

I froze.