Buried Love Series Ashes of Regret (Sophia and Ryan)
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Jackson probably hadn't been here in a long time; the room was covered in dust. The divorce papers I left were still on the table, and the food beside them had spoiled.

Jackson never liked having strangers in the house, and he never helped with the chores. So, I took care of everything myself, even if it meant straining my back. I accepted it willingly.

Looking back, my obsession with him was nothing short of pathological. Two intertwined figures were locked in a passionate kiss when the front door suddenly opened.

The woman's face was flushed with desire, her lips forming words of half-hearted protest, while her slender legs trembled. "Jackson, are we really okay doing this?

What if Jenna catch catches us? It It wouldn't be good."

"Don't kill the mood, baby, okay?"

Rachel pouted. "I'm just worried she'll make a scene at the office again. Jenna never liked me much, and if she dislikes me even more, what then?"

Jackson had been staying out all night ever since Rachel came back from abroad.

To try and save our relationship, I'd resorted to confronting him at work.

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Everyone else thought I was just making a fuss.

Jackson shrugged indifferently. "She's got such a small mind. She grew up in a small. insignificant family, so of course she's not as classy as you, Rachel. Who knows where she's hiding now, waiting for me?"

"Oh. Jackson." Rachel frowned, "unlike me, who just worries about you alle time. How can Jenna be like this?"

As if belittling me could somehow justify their affair, they worked together to put me

down.

They

still thought I was just sulking, that I would eventually show up at home unscathed.

I had fought for their love again and again, but my heart was now so numb that I

found it hard to care. I hovered coldly above them, watching their embrace.

If Jackson knew I was really dead, and that I had died in such a horrific way, would he feel even the slightest bit of sorrow?

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Would he shed a single tear for me?

But maybe because the thugs had split my head open, I couldn't come up with an answer.

Jackson and I were middle school classmates,

Jackson was incredibly handsome, always drawing a crowd of admiring girls every

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time he came to school.

Though many admired him, few dared to actually pursue him.

The reason was simple-Jackson's mother was infamous in our small, isolated town for being the mistress, and she wasn't entirely stable.

Back then, I was short, dark-skinned, and every time my hair grew long, my mom would cut it off and sell it.

With my choppy, uneven haircut, I didn't even have the courage to look at him. Jackson had a first love back then-Rachel.