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Ezra ran into Jethro as he was on his way to his house. He was giving him a focused stare. Ezra turned his gaze in a different direction while still touching the swollen corner of his lip that had been struck by Diora blow. Jethro gave Ezra's bag a cursory glance. It appeared to be that the bag contained Ezra's garments.

"Did you, at last, take off from Diora house? Where's Diora?" inquired Jethro.

Ezra grinned sharply at Jethro. "...You've probably known him for quite a while, isn't that so? You must know everything about her because you are her closest person . Please explain to me why she changed. From that point forward, I'll be gone from her life."

Jethro had the impression that he had just acquired a priceless treasure. "There are a lot of issues she's going through yet can't make sense of them because I was told to keep my mouth shut. I'll be the one to remove you from her life if this response doesn't convince you to stay away."

"She guarantees that she's not Diora," Ezra said. " It's absurd, isn't it? Who might trust that."

Jethro squinted his eyes. " She let you know that?"

"What? Do you intend to confirm its authenticity? Before it's too late, hurry and take her to a psychiatrist. Even though she's an insane young lady, she's been generally excellent to me," Ezra said. He thought Diora was having mental issues.

"Disgusting," yelled Jethro.

Jethro continued on his way to Diora's house after passing Ezra.

Ezra exhaled. He had known Diora and lived in that house for almost half a year. He was involved with the young lady like they were dating however Diora never said that she cherished him. But she accepted his every touch and treatment. It was difficult for this uneven love. Even Jethro was not loved.

Ezra mused, "I wonder who she loves."

Then again, Claia was gazing at a collection of recollections. She opened the collection. Claia's eyes slightly widened. She saw the same figure as in the family photo in the picture frame on the table at her mother Diora's house immediately. However, presently all she saw was an image of a kid and her dad. Diora as a child and her biological father must be in this picture. Claia checked the subsequent sheet out. A note instead of a photograph was on the second sheet.

September tenth, 2011

My dad passed on in the medical clinic. I don't comprehend the word 'passed' yet realizing that I could never again see my dad everlastingly was exceptionally difficult. I was continuously playing with my dad. While my mother was continuously working. That was all before. My life is boring now.

The last sentence of the note composed by Diora made Claia squint her eyes. As a result, Diora was now disinterested. To defeat her fatigue, that is the reason she played with many boys. If it was true like that, Claia immediately thought that Diora was pretty stupid too.

"I don't grasp her perspective," Claia thought.

"I fail to see what it resembles to be abandoned by the person you love so much, yet I believe it's substantially more excruciating than I envisioned. Diora, now I feel it too. I'm away from my mother and father, I couldn't say whether I'll at any point see them once more or not. You would probably respond, "You can still see them, but I can't see my dad forever," if you were standing in front of me and hearing me say this. I get it," Claia told herself.

Claia opened the third sheet.

This one intrigued her more.

J, My heart always tells me that I'm too late whenever I want to tell you how I feel. I couldn't have done it. I could be me then because I was at ease around you. I hope you were unaware of my extreme avarice for you.

"Amazing, who is she composing like this for?" thought Claia. Two names promptly jumped into Claia's psyche among Jethro and Jeremy. Claia thought it was Jeremy. She began to investigate. Diora's recollections with her natural dad never struck a chord probably because first, Diora cherished her dad, and second, she generally occupied her psyche when recollections with her dad came because she would have rather not become mixed up in misery. Then with Jeremy, recollections with him never came up by the same token. However, Jeremy's words frequently demonstrated his closeness to Diora.

"Jeremy, huh? So these are for Jeremy?" thought Claia. " I don't think it's quite right for Jethro."

Claia murmured. The next sheet was opened by her.

J

I wish you to realize that I care deeply about you as well.

"For Jethro, this is perfect," Claia thought.

Next, Claia opened the sheet. She only found pictures of Diora and her friends, not any more notes. Zayden, Jethro, Sienna, Joana, and others Claia grinned wryly. While she was crying and nursing her injuries, Headband and her companions were taking photographs and didn't appear to feel a tiny smidgen liable even though they were the ones who had harmed her to such an extent. Claia snapped a photo of Diora and her companions and destroyed it fiercely. The thought of Tiara and her friends laughing made her heart suddenly very angry.

The mobile phone in Claia's skirt pocket sounded. To see who was calling, the girl quickly picked it up. She anticipated that it should be Ethelyn yet it ended up being Sienna. Claia hesitated to pick it up, but then she suddenly gave a small smile and happily did so.

Sienna

Diora, why are you treating me this way? Why Diora? I was severely reprimanded by my mother and kicked out of the house by my father. Your mom dropped all participation with my mom and she said that I had perpetrated a wrongdoing against you and it wasn't enough that you uncovered every one of the activities we had done together for the sake of companionship. Once more, I'd like to inquire about your intentions. Why have you changed to this degree? Would you like to annihilate me? Then what might be said about our fellowship Diora?

Sienna was there asking with tears in her eyes. She was exceptionally irate and annoyed with Diora. She felt that Diora had betrayed her. She had ridiculed Diora, yet she thought Diora was extremely brutal at this point. Why had her best friend undergone such a transformation?

This call was a real surprise for Claia.

Claia

For what reason would you say you are amazed, Sienna? Is this not Diora's strategy for the game? She takes her retribution in her way, even though she keeps her mouth shut when she is attacked. You ought to know the most about Diora since you're her friend.

Diora's style of speech is not like hers. Diora presently isn't Diora.

Sienna

You once stated that no matter how bad you are, you would control yourself to prevent that person from achieving their dreams. Take Cyrus for instance, when we reached the place where we violated our limits with him, we reconciled with him. You at no point ever irritated him in the future however for what reason is it my turn now? Do you think that if I die first, you won't bother me? I'm frustrated with our companionship. You turned out to be a cruel girl, just like you were when I first saw you. I thought you were a good girl. Given our kinship, I need to apologize to you assuming I was off-base and harmed you without acknowledging it.

Those words were not accompanied by tears that Claia had hoped for.

Claia froze like an ice-solid shape in the wake of paying attention to a large number of sentences spoken by Sienna. She began to hesitate. Is this what she is doing now? Diora and her friends, not Tiara, were the targets of her vengeance. However, because they were the same as Headdress, she chose to get back at them as well. She murmured. Even though she didn't hate them nearly as much as she did Tiara and her friends, her heart knew that what she was doing was probably wrong.

Claia looked at the picture of Diora and her friends after the phone conversation with Sienna. Are these kids not the same as Headdress and her companions? Claia recalled how cruelly Diora and friends bullied other children.

"Different? they're the same as Headband and her friends," Claia murmured. "Maybe they just promised now not to bully anyone again."

There was a thump in the entryway. Claia moved in the direction of the entryway. Through the windowpane, she saw Jethro remaining at the entryway. To see him, Claia was reluctant. However, she opened the entryway for him in any case.

For Jethro, it hadn't been long since he met Diora, but it felt like a very long time since they had parted. Jethro smiled faintly while Claia put on a cold face. Jethro narrowed his eyes when he realized that there were tear marks on his ex-girlfriend's skin.