Chapter 526
Chapter 526:
One evening, by chance, Bonita watched a streamer who never showed their face. Watching someone engage so effortlessly and amusingly in a game, she was amazed. The stream was full of witty comments, and it was so hilarious that she couldn’t help but laugh.
For the first time in years, she laughed genuinely, overwhelmed by a newfound sense of lightness. Slowly, Bonita began to share her experiences from the past decade with Fernanda. As she described her discovery of Neal’s live stream, her face lit up with a smile.
“That was the moment I realized that there’s still something funny in this world,” Bonita said softly, her eyes brightening. “I’ve laughed more watching his streams these last few days than I have in the past ten years.”
Hearing Bonita’s story, Fernanda felt a profound sadness for her friend’s past struggles. Despite her shy and gentle appearance, Bonita had navigated a treacherous past. When she talked about those times, she did so casually, but Fernanda could sense the deep struggles hidden behind her words.
Bonita felt trapped, with her own family compounding her difficulties. “At times, I feel it might have been better to be without a family,” Bonita admitted, her voice thick with emotion. “Without them, I wouldn’t be pressured so much, and I could sever ties with Beckett. But that’s not possible. Whenever I resist, my parents scold me. They label me ungrateful and heartless, accusing me of taking from them without returning anything. I’m merely a tool to them, a means to sustain their ties with Beckett’s family. Beckett’s father wields significant influence, and my mediocre father, afraid of being replaced, depends on me.”
A chilling smile crossed Bonita’s lips. “Sometimes, I even toy with the idea of committing suicide. Without me as the link, I wonder how my father would cope. Would he still enjoy his privileged life?”
“Please, don’t think like that,” Fernanda urged, holding her hand. “This isn’t your fault. You are the most innocent one in all of this.”
“I know, I’m just voicing my thoughts,” Bonita responded, her face pale as she turned to Fernanda. “If I were braver, I wouldn’t be here. I feel pain, yet I lack the courage to end it all. The thought of leaving my grandmother is unbearable; she’s the only one who has shown me kindness, though she’s unable to help me.”
Bonita’s last resort had been to ask her parents for money. Despite their shortcomings in raising her, they were generous with finances. She always had plenty of pocket money.
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Desperate to make Neal’s life easier, she lavished him with money. Life had been unkind to her, and she hoped to lighten his burden as much as she could.
All she had to offer was her financial support. Anything more was beyond her means.
“College was supposed to be my sanctuary, but then Beckett transferred there too,” Bonita said, her tone one of subdued acceptance. “It feels like I’ll never be rid of him.”
“You will be free. There’s always a way,” Fernanda reassured her, patting Bonita’s hand with resolve. “I’m here for you. Do you trust me?”
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