As I signed autographs and chatted with fans about my new movie, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of my stomach. It started when I saw a woman in the crowd who reminded me of Anissa. At first, I thought it was just my imagination playing tricks on me, but as I caught another glimpse of her, I felt a jolt of recognition.
It was her figure, tall and slender, that had initially caught my attention. She had the same golden locks that cascaded down her back like a river of sunset hues. And those piercing blue eyes...I could have sworn they were Anissa's. But it was her clothes that really made me do a double take. She was wearing a flowy white sundress with intricate embroidery, a style that Anissa had always favored.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I tried to process what I was seeing. Could it really be Anissa? And if so, what was she doing here? I tried to push the thoughts aside and focus on the fans in front of me, but my mind kept wandering back to the mysterious woman.
As I continued to sign autographs and pose for photos, I couldn't help but sneak glances at the woman. She seemed to be watching me, her eyes fixed intently on me. I felt a sense of unease growing inside me, my heart racing with anticipation.
I was dressed in a sleek black jumpsuit, my hair styled in loose waves that cascaded down my back. My green eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, and my bright smile seemed to light up the entire room. But despite my confident exterior, I couldn't shake off the feeling of vulnerability that had settled inside me.
Fear suddenly gripped me, its icy fingers wrapping around my heart. What if Anissa was here? What if she wanted to reconnect with Clyde and Arohi? What if she wanted to take Salomi away from me?
I knew how much Clyde loved Arohi, and I couldn't help but wonder if his feelings for my sister would resurface if he saw her again. Would he leave me and our perfect little family behind?
As I pondered these questions, I felt a wave of guilt wash over me. When I saw my sister, I should have been happy to see her, but instead, I was selfishly thinking about myself. This was the sister who had practically raised me after our parents' death, and I should have been grateful for her presence in my life.
But as I looked out at the crowd, my eyes scanning the sea of faces for a glimpse of Anissa, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. What did the future hold for us? Would our little family remain intact, or would the past come back to haunt us?
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Anissa's POV
As I slipped out of the crowd unnoticed, my eyes remained fixed on Dahlia's smiling face. I had been watching her for a while now, studying her every move, every expression. And what I saw made my blood boil.
I had to admit, I was impressed by how well Dahlia had played the role of the perfect wife and mother. She had everyone fooled, including Clyde. But I knew the truth. I knew that she was a manipulative and selfish person who would stop at nothing to get what she wanted.
I quickly made my way to the luxury car that was waiting for me, slipping into the backseat with ease. As the door closed behind me, I removed the mask that had been covering my face, revealing my glowing and beautiful complexion.
I couldn't help but smile to myself as I thought about how far I'd come. I was no longer the weak and timid woman I had been when I married Clyde. I was stronger now, more confident, and more determined than ever.
I thought back to the moment when I saw Dahlia's expression as she caught sight of me in the crowd. I had wanted to see her reaction, to gauge her emotions. And what I saw was fear. Fear of losing Clyde, fear of losing everything she had stolen from me.
I clenched my fist as I swore to myself that I would snatch everything Dahlia had ever stolen from me. I would take back what was rightfully mine, no matter the cost. I would show Dahlia that she wasn't the only one who could play the game of deception and manipulation.
The car pulled away from the curb, and I settled back into my seat, a sense of determination and purpose washing over me. I was ready to take back my life, to reclaim what was mine. And I would stop at nothing to achieve my goal.
As the car drove through the city streets, I couldn't help but think about the past. I thought about how Dahlia had always been the favored child, how our parents had always given her more attention. How aunt Sophie and uncle Jack loved her so much,I thought about how Dahlia had manipulated Clyde into marrying her, her fake tears and perfection, how she had used her charm and beauty to get what she wanted.
But most of all, I thought about how I had been wronged. I thought about how Dahlia had stolen my husband, my child, and my happiness. And I knew that I would do whatever it took to get it all back.