"Wandy, only you can calm me down.
This time, I'm back for you.
Let's relive history together!" Tyler's voice rang behind my head, his tone dark and empty like a demon announcing a death sentence.
I struggled, but I could not wiggle out of his grasp.
I was frustrated and snapped, "Tyler Schuman, I'm afraid of you and I hate you, and Im sure you know that.
Why would I ever go back with you?" "It's okay, I have tons of time.
We can start all over again.
I can admit that I hurt you when we were younger.
But I'll make it up to you now! I'll pamper you like a princess, and whatever you want, I'll give it to you.

His tone was unusually gentle.
"I want my mother, will you be able to give that to me? If it wasnt for you, she wouldn't have fallen ill and left me so soon." I was crying as I roared my words.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry about what happened with Mrs.
Lane.
I'll repay all the guilt I have about her to you." Tyler gritted his teeth, his tone sure and doubtless.
"I don't want whatever repayment you've been talking about.
Tyler, do you remember the sins youve committed? Both Cecilia's parents, two vibrant lives gone just like that.
If you ever egg me on again, I'll expose everything to the public!" "Hah, they deserved it." He scoffed.
"It's been so long, d o you think it'll still be effective to go to the cops now? Also, as for Cecilia Shane, do you think I would spare her if not for you?" I was enraged.

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"If you ever dare lay even a finger on Cecilia, youll never hear the end of it from me." "So, if you want her to live peacefully, you've gotta be a good girl and be obedient to me." He laughed sinisterly and arrogantly.
I panicked.
I tried to convince him otherwise.
"It wasnt even their fault! Dont you feel even a mild sense of guilt after all these years? Cecilia was orphaned and had led such a hard life, all because of you!" "Guilt? Why should I feel guilty? I lost my home and m y family because of them.
Why would they have deserved to stay a happy family?" Tyler closed in on me, smirking.
"I'm adamant about wanting Cecilia Shane to end up like me." I lowered my head, no longer speaking.
I forgot that his stubbornness was beyond salvageable, and his mindset was so twisted it was terrifying.
How could h e ever feel remorse, let alone listen to what I had to say? I tried to wiggle out of his embrace, but there was a huge difference between the strength of a man and a woman.
I struggled a few more times, but I was still locked in his grasp.

feeling.
"A long time ago.
Can you get them to not fight?" I had no mood to converse with him as I looked at Theo worriedly.
Both of them may be as good as each other at full potential, which was made clear from the fight they had before, but things were different now.
Theo was hurt, so if they really were to fight, Tyler would have a n upper hand.
"Which one are you worried about?" Mason turned and looked at me with a smile, his expression unusually inquisitive.
I rolled my eyes at him and answered faintly, "This is not a place for fighting." "Why not? It's an open space, so we don't have to worry about the cops coming." Mason's hand clenched into a fist as he smirked.
I was speechless as I looked at how he was eager to watch the chaos unfold with no intention to get involved.
All I could muster was, "Theo, stop fighting.
I'm tired, lets go back."