Story Therapy by Peace I.C, Cape Town (2025)

29/06/2025

🔞 BILLIONAIRE'S LOVER 🌹 {L.O.V.E: ME🤍},

📚 CHAPTER 21 “She K,illed for Love”

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The auditorium was frozen.

No one spoke. No one moved.

Then—

SMACK!!

A deafening gasp tore through the crowd as Xavier sla,mmed his hand across Becky’s face, gr,abbing her by the throat in one motion.

“YOU—!!” Xavier’s voice broke with fury. “HOW COULD YOU?!”

Becky gasped for air, her face burning red where his hand landed, but her expression… twisted into a dark smile.

“Tamara trusted you,” Xavier choked. “She called you friend. And you... ki,lled her?!”

“Friend?” Becky scoffed between shallow breaths. “She was never my friend. She was my rival.”

The crowd went silent again. No one dared interrupt.

“I loved you, Xavier,” Becky spat with glassy eyes. “Since we were kids. I gave up everything to be with you—even my scholarship abroad! But you... you tossed me aside the moment you laid eyes on her.”

Her voice cracked, then rose into madness.

“She stole you from me. That’s why she had to go.”

Xavier let go in disbelief. Becky crumbled to the ground, coughing.

“You’re not in love,” he said coldly. “You’re obsessed. And Tamara paid the price.”

Becky lifted her head slowly. Her smile was feral. “If that’s obsession... then tell me, why aren’t the other girls you flirted with still alive?”

A chilling silence fell.

Even Mary stumbled back in horror.

“You’re insane!” Mary sn,apped.

“I loved him enough to k,ill for him,” Becky replied with an eerie calm. “I’d do it again.”

Then—

🚨 SIRENS. 🚔

Six officers stormed into the hall, g,uns drawn. The inspector stepped forward with handcuffs in hand.

“Becky Everest,” he said sharply, “you’re under arrest for the mu,rder of Tamara Hudson. You have the right to remain silent—”

“No!!” Becky shrieked. “Xavier—help me!! I did it for us! Don’t let them take me! You’re mine!”

Her screams echoed as she was taken away in cuffs, still reaching out for Xavier, her eyes full of madness... and something worse.

Possession.

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😔: The Cold Truth

The hall remained in stunned silence.

“Becky…” a student whispered, “She was the de,vil hiding in plain sight.”

Tiffany turned quietly and slipped out of the room.

She had seen enough.

But just as she stepped into the hallway—

“You’re good, Tiffany.”

A voice stopped her in her tracks.

Jameson.

He walked up behind her, eyes sharp.

“Sending that video anonymously? Clever.”

Tiffany turned slowly. Arms folded. Ice in her stare.

“What do you want, Jameson? Another acupuncture needle?”

He smirked. “Only if you give me a reason.”

She stepped forward.

“You testing me?”

“I might be.”

Without warning, Tiffany swung her leg.

But Jameson saw it coming—he dodged, caught her leg mid-kick, and flipped her off-balance.

She rolled to her feet instantly. “You enjoy bullying unde,rage girls now?”

“I don’t see a girl,” Jameson said with a grin. “I see a viper with lipstick.”

“Careful,” Tiffany hi,ssed. “You don’t want to provoke me.”

“Funny,” he said. “I was about to say the same.”

Before the sparks could fly again, Jameson’s phone buzzed.

He stepped back, reading the message.

"YOU HAVE ONE WEEK. KI,LL HER OR GIGI DIES." —MONROE

📚 Who is GiGi to him a girlfriend or.
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28/06/2025

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28/06/2025

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28/06/2025

🔞 BILLIONAIRE'S LOVER 🌹 {L.O.V.E: ME🤍},

CHAPTER 20

Scene 3: Front Yard Fireworks

Tiffany returned home just as Emerald, Charlotte, and Madison were leaving the compound. She tried to ignore them—but Madison’s voice rang out like p,oison.

“Oh hey, Tiffany,” she sneered. “I heard the police still can’t find Tamara’s k,iller. That must be so painful.”

To an outsider, it sounded sympathetic.

But Tiffany’s eyes narrowed with quiet fury. “You keep pretending to care, Madison. It's giving ki,ller vibes.”

Madison flinched.

Emerald stepped forward. “Don’t accuse my friend. That’s low, even for you.”

Tiffany turned slowly. “Who’s your sister? I don’t recall being related to plastic dolls.”

“You—!” Emerald's voice cracked slightly, but she masked her fear.

Tiffany leaned in just enough for them to hear. “If you don’t want to be exposed, I suggest you act like I don’t exist.”

She gave them a mocking glance, her expression dripping with disdain. “Clowns. All of you.”

She brushed past them like wind cutting through paper.

“I ha,te that girl so much!” Madison growled.

“And yet she scares you,” Charlotte muttered.

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Scene 4: Imperial High – The Reveal

Monday – Imperial High’s Grand Hall

Every student sat anxiously in the giant hall, murmuring and fidgeting. Tiffany sat calm and composed, as if nothing in the world could touch her.

“Why are we all here?” Mary whispered.

“Something big must’ve happened,” Linda said.

Xavier sat still—expression empty, hands clenched.

Then, the principal and school director stepped up to the podium. Silence swept through the hall.

“With deep sorrow, we remember Tamara Hudson—may her soul rest in peace.”

“Amen,” the students echoed.

“It is also with seriousness that we reveal… the identity of her mu,rderer.”

Gasps. Every single student froze.

“What did he say?” Mary’s voice cracked.

“A student?” Linda whispered.

“Yes,” the principal continued. “The ki,ller… is one of us. A student from Imperial. A classmate of Tamara’s.”

Screams erupted. Students stood from their seats in panic and disbelief.

“Who is it?! Show us!” someone yelled.

A screen dropped from the ceiling—and a video began to play.

Gasps filled the air again.

Tamara, struggling. A masked figure tightening her grip. The blood. The fi,ght. The desperation.

Then… the moment Tamara ripped off the mask.

The entire hall fell silent.

Students stared in shock.

Some covered their mouths. Some couldn’t breathe.

The ki,ller… the one who stood over Tamara’s body… was—

“BECKY??!!”

A collective scr,eam erupted.

All eyes turned.

Becky sat frozen. Pale. Speechless. Her hands trembled. Her lips parted, but no words came out.

“No… it can’t be…”

Mary stumbled back, grabbing Xavier’s arm.

“Becky?” Xavier whispered, stunned.

Becky’s classmates looked on in horror.

The girl they had studied with, laughed with, trusted—had bloo,d on her hands.

Xavier’s voice trembled. “You were with us that day. How… how could you?”

Becky didn’t answer. She couldn’t.

Because no lie could fix this.

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T.B.C.

28/06/2025

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27/06/2025

🔞 BILLIONAIRE'S LOVER 🌹 {L.O.V.E: ME🤍},

🔥 CHAPTER 19 “The D€vil Behind the Mask”

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Scene 1: A Dangerous Game

Jameson stared at Tiffany from where he lay on the ground, paralyzed but alert—his face unreadable.

"You still haven't answered me," he said slowly. “Why did you do it, Tiffany?”

She tilted her head, a smirk tugging at her lips. “Why are you so eager to know? Is it because you actually care, or because you’re just another curious fool?”

Jameson’s fists clenched. “Because that video was the only evidence we had. Tamara’s k,iller could’ve been found. And you—you deleted it.”

“How did you even find that video?” she asked, arms crossed, mask of calm returning.

“I traced your IP address,” he said. “Recovered the original footage.”

Tiffany’s eyes darkened for a second. So she had slipped up. She should’ve used her shadow account, but she had been careless. Still… it didn’t matter now.

Jameson sat up slightly, struggling to move. “That footage could’ve brought justice. Why erase it?”

Tiffany walked toward him slowly, her steps eerily quiet. She leaned down beside him.

“To confuse the k,iller,” she whispered. “If they think the evidence is gone… they’ll let their guard down.”

Jameson blinked. “That’s… actually smart.” Then he frowned. “But you paralyzed me. Dru,gged me. Why?”

Tiffany smirked. “Oh, that’s for what you did three weeks ago in Class 3.”

Realization flashed in his eyes. “That day?”

His expression softened slightly. “You’re still holding a grudge over that?”

“I don’t forget humiliation easily,” she said, tone sharp.

“Well then,” he grinned weakly, “how about we… pick up where we left off?”

She narrowed her eyes. “You really think flirting will get you off the floor?”

“I’m just saying—”

“You’re staying there for three days,” she cut in coldly. “Enjoy the silence.”

His face dropped instantly. “You’re kidding.”

Tiffany walked to the couch and lay down, folding her arms behind her head. “Good night, Mr. Bills.”

Jameson cursed under his breath as he struggled again. “You’re a w,itch!”

She smiled with her eyes closed. “A w,itch that wins.”

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Scene 2: The Hunter’s Rage

UNKNOWN LOCATION – Dimmed Room

A tall girl in a hoodie stood before five kneeling men. The atmosphere was suffocating.

“You let the footage vanish. Explain.”

The men bowed deeper.

“We’re sorry, Young Miss. It was wiped before we could secure it.”

“Did you find the one responsible?”

“No... but we’re working on it.”

“You had one job!” she growled. “This mistake cost me leverage.”

“Give us two days,” the leader said. “We’ll find them.”

Her eyes bore into his. “You have forty-eight hours. After that... I won’t need all five of you.”

“Yes, Young Miss!” They scrambled to their feet and left, hearts pounding in fear.

She turned back to the dark screen behind her and whispered, “Whoever you are... I’m coming for you.”

T.B.C
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26/06/2025

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26/06/2025

🔞 BILLIONAIRE'S LOVER 🌹 {L.O.V.E: ME🤍},

🔥 CHAPTER 17 & 18: “IMPERSONATE ME AND BE UNFORTUNATE”

~ Graveside Farewell📍

The grey clouds mirrored the sorrow that weighed heavily on everyone’s chest. Rain threatened, but it was the tears that soaked the soil first.

Wails of agony filled the cemetery as the earth swallowed what remained of Tamara Hudson.

Mrs. Hudson collapsed to her knees, fists clenching at the wet ground.

“My baby! My only daughter… Tamara!!” she screamed, her cries piercing every soul in attendance. Her little son sobbed beside her, clutching her arm with trembling hands.

Becky held onto the grieving mother, trying to be strong—but her body was shaking just as hard.

Class Three stood together, a broken family. Xavier was silent—too silent. His once vibrant eyes were hollow now, lost in torment. Tiffany stood next to him, her face dry, but her eyes—bl0odsh0t and distant—spoke of chaos within.

Xavier finally broke. “Why, Tamara?” he whispered under his breath. “Why did you leave me… after making me fall for you this deep?”

Mary placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to hold back her own tears. “It’s okay, Xavier… she’s in a better place.”

But Xavier snapped, turning into her embrace. “No, she’s not! She’s supposed to be with me! This wasn’t supposed to happen!”

They sobbed together, two broken hearts mourning a light that was stolen too soon.

---

📚 Watson Mansion — The Mask Falls

Upstairs, behind the closed doors of Emerald’s room, a different kind of emotion filled the air.

Laughter.

Glasses of champagne clinked as Emerald, Charlotte, and Madison lounged luxuriously on plush sofas.

“You know what’s crazy?” Emerald grinned. “Today’s Tamara’s funeral.”

Madison scoffed, swirling her drink. “Good riddance. Honestly, I’m glad she was taken out. With her gone, Xavier’s eyes are finally free to see me.”

“I heard the security footage of her att,ack vanished before the cops could even get a copy,” Emerald added, smirking coldly.

“Poetic,” Charlotte chimed in. “She got what she deserved.”

“Enough about the dead girl,” Madison said, turning to Emerald. “Which of the school kings are you aiming for now? Leon or Sammy?”

Emerald smirked like a predator. “Leon, of course. That leaves Sammy wide open for you, Char.”

The three clinked glasses again—laughing while Tamara’s grave was still fresh.

---

📝 On the Road — The Message Arrives

Meanwhile, Becky drove Tiffany home in a heavy silence.

“I can’t stop thinking about Tamara’s ki,ller…” Becky said. “Who do you think it was?”

Tiffany glanced out the window, her expression unreadable. “I don’t know her well enough to guess.”

Her?

Becky blinked. “Why did you say her?”

Tiffany shrugged. “Just instinct.”

Becky frowned. “Whoever it was, deleting the footage before the police arrived? That’s high-level stuff.”

Tiffany’s phone buzzed.

She checked it—and her blood ran cold.

“I KNOW YOUR SECRET. MEET ME AT THE ADDRESS BELOW.”

Attached was an address. And a photo.

A photo that wasn’t supposed to exist.

Her grip tightened. Her face paled.

“Drop me off at the next turn,” she said quickly.

“Huh? I’m supposed to take you home.”

“Plans changed.”

Becky, confused, nodded slowly. “Alright… be careful.”

Tiffany stepped out, waved goodbye… and immediately hailed a cab.

“Cloud Estate,” she told the driver.

Her mind was racing. But her eyes? Cold as ice.

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😏The Confrontation

The villa loomed before her, modern and intimidating. As she approached the gate—it opened automatically.

She smirked. So, he’s expecting me.

She walked into the mansion without hesitation. The front door creaked open.

Silence.

Then—the TV flickered to life.

Tiffany turned toward the screen… and froze.

A video played—a dark alley, a girl with a pipe, a final blow to Tamara’s sk,ull.

And her voice. Clear. Cold. Ruthless.

Before she could react—

“Quite the actress you are,” a voice said from behind her.

She turned.

Jameson Bills.

“Mr. Bills,” she greeted calmly.

“Tiffany Watson,” he said. “The face everyone trusts… hiding something deadly.”

“I assume you sent the message?”

“I never imagined you could be behind it,” he said, voice shaking. “You looked so innocent.”

“Innocence is overrated.”

“Why? Why would you do that?” he demanded.

She stepped closer, slow and unblinking. “That’s none of your business.”

“She was my student!” he snapped. “I cared about her!”

“And I didn’t?” Tiffany hissed. “She took everything from me!”

Jameson stared at her—but she was unrecognizable now.

Gone was the sweet, polite girl.

This one was… feral.

Suddenly, he gasped—gra,bbing his neck.

“What the—?”

Tiffany smiled darkly, holding up a silver acupuncture needle. “Don’t panic. It’s not po,ison. Just paralysis.”

Jameson dropped to the floor, numb, breath shaking.

“You—what did you—?”

She crouched beside him, whispering into his ear. “You shouldn't have dug into my secrets, Mr. Bills. You’ll rest now… and learn what regret tastes like.”

His eyes widened as his muscles failed him.

She stood, wiped her hands, and turned toward the door.

“Let this be a lesson…”

Tiffany Watson was never the innocent one.

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25/06/2025

🔞 BILLIONAIRE'S LOVER 🌹 {L.O.V.E: ME🤍},

CHAPTER 16📝

Uuumah froze.

“Why are you asking this now?”

“Because I don’t belong here,” Emerald said bitterly. “I helped your precious daughter, and she sta,bbed me in the back!”

Uumah’s heart shattered. She clutched her hand.

“I’m so sorry, baby. I promise—I’ll make this right. You’re not alone in this, Emerald.”

Emerald’s eyes hardened. “No… I was alone. But now? Tiffany will pay.”

At the Watson Residence…

Tiffany entered, only to meet Uuumah’s storming glare.

“So you finally grew a conscience and came home?” Uumah spat, eyes ablaze.

Tiffany blinked innocently. “Mom—”

“Don’t! Don’t you dare call me that,” Uumah roared. “You are nothing but a mistake that keeps ruining everything!”

Tiffany flinched. But Uumah wasn’t done.

“You’re not my daughter. Emerald is the only one we love. You’re just a countryside burden.”

Tiffany’s heart stung, but she smiled… bitterly.

A fake daughter over your own blood?

She turned away, her voice quiet but dan,gerous.

“Well… it’s your loss.”

Nightfall — Tamara’s Street

“Must you go out now?” Mrs. Hudson called out, watching Tamara zip up her jacket.

“I just need milk, Mom. I’ll be quick!”

Her little brother shouted from the background, “Bring chocolate too!”

She smiled, locking the gate behind her, unaware that her fate had already been sealed.

The night air was cool. The street… too quiet.

Just as she crossed the alley near her home, her phone buzzed.

Xavier.

Her cheeks flushed as she remembered their kiss. She giggled slightly, about to answer—when she froze.

Footsteps.

She turned.

Men. Shadows. Iron rods glinting in their hands.

Her heart raced.

“Who are you?” she stammered.

Before she could scream, a voice slithered behind her. “Good evening, Tamara…”

A masked girl emerged. Her voice was v,enom.

“Do I know you?” Tamara gasped.

“No,” she said, ya,nking Tamara by the neck, slamming her to a wall.

Tamara tried to breathe, eyes bulging. She clawed at the mask—and it slipped.

“You?!” Tamara gasped in disbelief.

“Surprised?” the girl whispered, her smile wicked.

“Why?” Tamara choked.

“You stole him from me.”

“I never—”

“Don’t lie! That kiss in class? That should have been mine! You flaunted what I can’t have.”

She sh,oved Tamara to the ground.

“You let him touch what belongs to me. That’s unforgivable.”

The girl’s eyes blazed. “If you live, you’ll only keep stealing him from me. So tonight... you d,ie.”

“No—please—!” Tamara began, but the iron pipe sm,ashed against her skull.

Blood spilled.

She gasped, dazed—vision blurring.

A second strike.

Her thoughts faded.

Mom… I’m sorry.

I should’ve listened.

I wanted to grow up… take care of you…

Her body went limp as the final blow landed.

Tamara’s blood pooled beneath her like a rose in bloom.

And then—silence.

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24/06/2025

Did Tamara do the right thing or she invited trouble ?.

24/06/2025

🔞 BILLIONAIRE'S LOVER 🌹 {L.O.V.E: ME🤍},

CHAPTER 15 “Beneath the Surface Lies the K,nife”

The classroom buzzed with laughter and adrenaline. Class Three had just silenced the arrogance of Class One—and the moment was electric.

“Tamara, that was legendary!” one of the students cheered.

Tamara smirked. “I just said the truth.”

“No, you slayed them. You were our voice!”

“Stop it,” Tamara giggled, brushing it off. “Tiffany deserves the praise—she’s the one who gave us the chance to speak out.”

Tiffany raised her hand dismissively, her lips curling into a small smirk. “Don’t thank me. I did it to shut Teacher Gianna’s mouth.”

Still, the others crowded her with gratitude. “You saved our class pride, Tiffany. Thank you!”

Tamara laughed as she watched Tiffany trying—and failing—to hide her blush.

“This day will be marked in Class Three history,” Linda said, voice full of pride.

“You know what would make it unforgettable?” Xavier’s deep voice came with a mischievous glint in his eye.

He turned to Tamara.

“Baby, how about a little memory we never forget?”

“Awwwnnnn,” the class chorused teasingly.

“Stop calling me that, you fool!” Tamara slapped his arm playfully, cheeks burning.

“This fool is madly in love with you.” Xavier grinned, eyes locked with hers—and before anyone could breathe, he yanked her forward and k,issed her.

Gasps and screams tore through the class. Phones dropped. Mouths gaped.

Tamara struggled at first—but Xavier held her like a man staking a claim.

And in the corner of the classroom, a pair of dark eyes watched the kiss—cold, furious, and burning with one word: re,venge.

Elsewhere...

Emerald’s eyes fluttered open.

The familiar pastel pink walls. The delicate fragrance. Her soft sheets.

She was home—but her world had collapsed.

Tears spilled down her cheeks as the memories flooded back—humiliation at the school anniversary. The whispers. The stares. Her flawless image shattered.

“All because of those bastards,” she choked. “And that sna,ke… Tiffany!”

The door flew open. Yuna burst in, relief etched into her face.

“You’re awake!” she rushed to her side.

“Mom…” Emerald’s voice was hollow. “Do you know who my real parents are?”

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23/06/2025

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