Chapter 43 43

Chapter 43 43
Nora’s POV

“Aria, what are you talking about?” I asked. I tried to focus even as my mind screamed for me to panic.

She let out a laugh so cruel it dragged on for a few seconds longer than necessary. It only made me realize I had fallen once again into her trap. When does it ever end?

“Look at you, acting all high and mighty because I gave you some time to catch your breath. Did you really think I would let you go scot-free?”

“What did I even do to you? You framed me and got me into this mess, yet you act like I wronged you?” I asked bitterly.

“That’s what you get for trying to be the perfect daughter. Guess what? You’re far from perfect and nobody wants you,” she said with a small laugh.

“I know this already. What video are you talking about?” I pushed.

“That very sweet night when you were intoxicated. I caught your every act.”

I snapped.

“I didn’t do anything, you lying piece of shit. You framed me into this whole thing. Whatever video you have is not real.”

“You think so? Let me send you a very short clip,” she taunted.

My phone pinged and I took it away from my ear to see a short clip. When I clicked on it, I almost threw my phone away in fright. The video was only five seconds but I could see myself clearly, riding Julian.

I gasped.

“Aria, what have you done?” I asked, my vision clouding with tears. I don't know the technology she used but either way, I am cooked.

“I only did what I felt was right at the moment because I knew it would come to this. You cannot be trusted!”

“Oh my god…” I groaned as I shook from the effect of the video I just watched.

“You know, I’m only a few steps away from posting this. What do you think? I know the whole world is going to be blown away to see the kind of disgusting little slut you are. You’re a little whore that steals her sister’s husband out of jealousy and even raped him while he’s still unconscious—”

“Stop this!” I yelled, cutting her off. My palms began to sweat as my mind went into overdrive. What am I going to do now?

“You know the sweet part of this all? I am not as wicked as you think me to be. I am willing to help you,” she said. Even if I couldn’t see her, I knew she was smiling broadly.

“What do you want?” I asked as I tried to hold off my tears.

“Come to me.”

“How am I supposed to do that?” I asked, frustrated.

“Meet me up in about two hours. I’ll send the address to you after this call. Make sure not to keep me waiting,” she warned.

“But what do you want? I don’t have any money, I swear it!” I begged.

“Don’t worry, we are going to take care of that soon enough. If you have a death wish, try to speak to anyone about this,” she said.

“Alright,” I said, heaving a sigh as I let her win, yet again. I regretted taking her call.

“Okay sister, see you!” she said happily, before the line went dead.

I dropped the call and rubbed my temple as I could feel a headache coming up. Aria was going to put me in trouble because I didn’t have any money of my own. And Julian hated me so much he wouldn’t spare me any cash.

I shivered as I remembered the clip she had sent to me. I don’t know how she did it but I was in trouble. I thought back to that night but all I could remember was waking up with Julian.

The video showed I raped Julian but I was still a virgin. How?

The address was sent to me and I saw it was a local restaurant that barely had enough customers. She already had her stuff planned out and I wondered how I was going to break free because now she had her claws sinking deep inside of me. How do I escape?

The time for the meeting came soon enough and I sluggishly got ready. I didn’t bother to look nice. I threw on an oversized shirt before using my hands to try to tame my crazy-looking hair.

I needed to take a cab. I took the little cash I had left before heading downstairs. I was pained because it was the cash I had saved for some emergencies.

My eyes were all red from crying.

“I’ll be right back, I need to see someone,” I said to Maggie.

“What if Julian comes looking for you?” she asked.

“ tell him I went to see someone. I might be back before him,” I said.

She nodded in agreement and then I stepped out of the house with my head hung low.

I soon got a cab and a couple of minutes later, I arrived.

I entered and looked around but couldn’t find Aria. I checked the time and saw I was right on time. Where is she?

Just as I was about to call her, my phone lit up with a message from Aria saying I should head over to the seat in the back section. The restaurant barely had people around as it was very old and running low on business.

I obediently went to the corner she mentioned before flopping down on the seat in defeat.

About five minutes later, Aria finally showed up. She walked in majestically with a guard right by her side. She thinks I am dangerous?

She looked as beautiful as ever. She was the most beautiful and perfect daughter while all I did was wreck disaster.

Her beautiful brown hair was well straightened, making it flow to the middle of her back. She was wearing a beautiful black bodycon dress that hugged her features.

She looked like a model with her slender fit and long legs. I, on the other hand, was a bit shorter, had messy curly black hair, and wide hips that swayed carelessly when I walked with boobs I always worry are too large for my size.

As she cat walked to where I was sitting and gently took a seat, I immediately felt inferior. My shorts and overly big t-shirt and messy curly hair that I didn’t bother to brush were no match for Aria’s beauty.

“Nora, I’ve missed your sorry face,” she said, settling into her seat.

I swallowed hard.