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Her Innocence novel Chapter 3

Summary for Chapter 3: Her Innocence

Summary of Chapter 3 – A pivotal chapter in Her Innocence by Diyya

The chapter Chapter 3 is one of the most intense moments in Her Innocence, written by Diyya. With signature elements of the Internet genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.

I didn't tell her to make me food, she would do that on her own and it surprised me. The house was always tidy, the kitchen spotless and the food warm and tasty, as always since she came. She was nothing like those fancy girls who would sit around and do nothing but look pretty and I was grateful for that. She didn't have to pretend to look pretty or catch my eye, she always just did.

She came back with a tray as I positioned myself upright with my back against the headboard. All of a sudden, she tripped and the tray slipped from her hands. I quickly got up to rush to her aid but what she did stopped me in my steps and shook me to my core.

"NO, NO," she pleaded with a shaky voice. "I'M SO SORRY, IT WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN !!"

She hastily picked up the broken glass pieces with her bare hands, causing them to bleed. I quickly reached out for her wrist, pulling her towards me and away from danger. As she got suddenly pulled, her body became unstable and to catch her I grabbed her from her waist and held her gently as she sobbed. Her body was ever so stiff and tensed.

She continued to cry as my hold around her tightened a bit more. I waited as her cries became less intense and turned into gentle sobs, waiting for her body to relax in my hands. I caressed her cheek as my eyes narrowed with hundreds of thoughts swirling my mind.

Why did she act like this? Came the unanswerable questions in my head. What made her do this? What is that's related to her but I'm unaware of?

Janet Rivera's POV

I was sweating profusely as I sat up in my bed. I took a few breaths while looking around and laid back down slowly, trying to forget the nightmare I had. The tears weren't stopping but I had to control myself before he wakes up.

He was lying beside me in one bed we shared. What was his name again? Ah yes, Nathan!

He was beautiful, no doubt, but I didn't even know this man. I didn't know why I was handed to him. My aunt would never let me out of the house, then why would she let me go with a male stranger? This person, Nathan, was always trying so much to talk to me and I didn't know why. It was better to stay away from him, I didn't know what to expect from him. With my tears seizing to fall and the tiredness making my thoughts blurry, I went to sleep.

******

As I poured the tea, I heard Nathan call me. I put the teapot down quickly and ran to the bedroom.

"Can I have my breakfast in bed, I'm not feeling too well, bring yours upstairs too."

He told me as I nodded and went back to the kitchen and briskly filled up food tray.

It would be better if only he eats his food on the bed while I eat on the table. I went to the room with the tray tightly in my hands. My foot hit something hard as I flinched and making me lose my balance. The tray fell from my hands making my eyes widen.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" She yelled at me as her spit landed on my face. "You can never do anything right! Everything happens to slip out of your hands!!"

"Thank you," I whispered as he smiled back and my head cast down in shyness. "Wha- what about your-"

"You stay, I'll be back." I did as he said and sat still as he went out of the room. He came back with another tray filled with the remaining food and placed it on the bed. He came across the bed and sat beside me making our shoulders touch. That was enough to give me goosebumps on my entire body. He picked up the cutlery and began cutting the pancakes into small pieces.

I thought he was going to eat it but he brought the food up to my lips.

"Eat." He said as I hesitantly took the bite. He smiled at me as he took the second bite for himself with the same fork.

"What did he just do?" I narrowed my eyes at him and he chuckled.

Why is this man so confusing?

He kept feeding me as no words were exchanged. His eyes were stuck on me while mine were on the food that was placed on his lap. I kept stealing glances only to find him staring at me making me heat up. The last bite left and it was his turn but he brought the fork up to my face. My eyes meet his, he gives me a slight nod as I opened my mouth and took the bite. He smiled and I felt my heart melt. He had the most beautiful smile I have ever seen. I never thought that one day I would sit in front of a man who would feed me with so much adoration.

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