Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Violet felt a chill run down her spine. Lucius took away the blanket, which was the only thing she had.

She yelped. She still had her clothes on, but they were torn. Her pants even had a huge tear that revealed her legs.

“Don’t touch me!”

He ignored her as he slid his sharp fingernails down her back. It hurt!

Soon, he reached her private parts.

“No!” She closed her eyes in fear.

If he were to do it, was she even able to defend herself?

He suddenly stopped and withdrew his hand. Instead, he stood up and tossed the sheet back to her as if it were a rag cloth. He brushed his hands off in disgust. “Agatha, get over yourself. I’ve long lost interest in women like you.”

Agatha again? Why did he keep calling her Agatha? Was she her doppelganger?

“I’m not Agatha!” She stated again, “I don’t know anyone by that name.”

“Do you think I won’t recognize you just because you changed your looks?”

when he grabbed her arm. His grip was so strong that it felt like he might crush her bones. He

she gulped, and it took her some time to find her

looks? What

his

her skin to sting. She could not

her. Her arm was in great pain.

It was a cosmetic surgery record

Agatha, you certainly are determined. I wonder what your lover thinks of your fake face when he sees it every day. Doesn’t he find it repulsive?”

began to piece together

surprising. Who could

surgery. I’ve looked like this my whole life. If you

always brought her ID card with

luggage. It was unusual for him to

One minute later…

“What?!”

was dumbfounded as she found someone

read it out. She was frustrated. “There must’ve been a

picture on an ID card?” Lucius sarcastically asked. Violet looked at the ID again. The

going

really change

she grew up clearly! There were no gaps or missing pieces in her memory. So, why did this ID