Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Susan drove back to the Simmons family home. She masked her emotions well, pretending as if nothing had happened to avoid worrying her parents.

"Susan, where have you been?" The entire Simmons family now treated Susan like someone who needed constant care and protection.

"I just went for a drive, Mom. Didn't you get my visa sorted? I think I'll take a trip abroad to clear my head," Susan said calmly. She was, after all, a former actress, and her ability to hide her feelings was impeccable.

"I'm glad you've finally come to terms with things. You worked so hard for years; it's time to take a break and recharge. You're still young, and you'll meet the right man someday," Mrs. Simmons replied, her voice full of relief.

"Thanks, Mom. If anyone comes looking for me, just tell them I'm not here."

"Of course. Go get some rest." Mrs. Simmons was thrilled. Her daughter hadn't been happy for a long time, and maybe getting away from this painful place was the best thing for her.

Not long after, Marcos showed up at the Simmons family home, but Mrs. Simmons told him Susan wasn't back yet and sent him away.

Susan had already booked an early morning flight for the next day. Her phone was turned off. She had made up her mind to leave everything behind. Before leaving, she gave her mother just one instruction: "Mom, if Marcos comes looking for me again, tell him we're even now."

"Don't worry. Go enjoy your vacation. Rest up and come back when you're ready," Mrs. Simmons reassured her. As a woman, she understood the pain her daughter was going through. That child had been the catalyst for Susan and Marcos' falling out.

After Susan left, Marcos came back again. He'd spent the entire previous day searching for her, and early that morning, he returned to the Simmons family home, hoping to catch her. But he was too late. Susan had already left for the airport to catch her early flight.

"Mrs. Simmons, where's Susan? Please, let me see her. I've been trying to call her, but her phone is off," Marcos pleaded.

"She asked me to tell you that you're even now," Mrs. Simmons replied coldly. She had no intention of approving a man like him as her son-in-law. Her daughter was more than good enough, and yet they had treated her so poorly.

time. She had already been by Hayden before, and just when she thought she could rely on him, he

a thousand irreparable pieces. He

me. Please, let me see her.

She doesn't want to stay in this painful

did she go? Please, tell

you might

Mrs. Simmons." Marcos left in a rush, not realizing that Susan was actually at the North District Airport. The two airports

want her daughter to be hurt any

until the moment the

her. It was clear she had been deeply hurt. Aurora handed her a tissue, and Susan

her composure, but neither of them spoke. Back in high school, they had been inseparable friends. Now,

flipped through the latest fashion magazine, content in her own world. She

was a quiet grace about her that brought

all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "I'm sorry," Susan suddenly whispered. She had never before felt that taking Hayden from Aurora was wrong. To her, the strongest deserved to win. Aurora and Hayden hadn't

on Emily's face, Susan had felt a sharp, piercing pain.

looked up from her magazine, surprised. She had never expected Susan to apologize, especially

Aurora asked, her voice laced with suspicion. It was as if

did to

you like this now, I guess I had something to do with it. So we're even. Neither of us owes the other

But Aurora's simple words-"we're even"-struck a chord. The rest of the flight passed in silence. Even after the apology, the two women could never go back to being friends. But with the grudges gone, Susan felt a little lighter. After the long flight, the plane finally landed. As they exited the airport, Susan walked out alone. She

run into Julian's arms.

found the scene unbearable. Now, she felt only a pang of

her figure