Love Scattered by the Wind Hatred Drowned in Oblivion — Novel

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In a world where love and resentment intertwine, Jasmine Delgado finds herself trapped between the weight of guilt and the desire for freedom. On the brink of their anniversary, Simon Henson's attention shifts from his girlfriend to his adopted sister, Sarah, whose broken leg is a constant reminder of a tragic accident that fractured their lives. As Simon's protective instincts clash with Jasmine's need for a partner, the strained dynamics spiral into a battle of emotions, where every smile hides a deeper pain.

When a seemingly innocent gift from Simon arrives, it feels more like a gilded cage than a token of love. Jasmine grapples with the truth that, in Simon's eyes, Sarah's well-being eclipses her own, leaving her to question her worth and their relationship. As resentment brews, a missing bracelet sparks a confrontation that threatens to unravel the fragile balance they've created.

In a world where every choice feels like a betrayal, will Jasmine find the strength to reclaim her voice? Or will she continue to be the silent observer in a love story that seems to have forgotten her? Secrets linger in the air, and with every passing day, the stakes grow higher.

Love Scattered by the Wind Hatred Drowned in OblivionChapter 1

"Remove the mango cheesecake. Bring the strawberry mousse instead."

"And the foie gras. Switch it to the steak."

The moment Simon Henson arrived, he started commanding the waiter to overhaul the entire table.

I watched in silence as the dishes I had carefully chosen were cleared away one by one. My appetite vanished. A cold knot twisted in its place.

"Is Jasmine going to be mad?"

The girl in the wheelchair looked up at me with wide, timid eyes.

Today was New Year's Eve. It was also our anniversary.

But I was used to this routine. Every major holiday, Simon brought his adopted sister along. She was his responsibility, after all—her leg had been crushed for his sake.

Simon smoothed her hair. "Your Jasmine isn't that petty."

He turned to me, his gaze softening into a practiced apology.

I forced a smile. "It's fine."

It didn't matter anymore. From this moment on, whatever Simon did would no longer concern me.

——

As soon as Simon finished speaking, Sarah Henson added cautiously, "Jasmine, I'm sorry. I didn't do it on purpose."

"The doctor said my leg recovers slower when I'm in a bad mood, so my brother..."