I stood there, staring at Camie, my heart pounding in my chest. The room felt like it was closing in on me. Her words echoed in my mind: "I was hesitant to say this, but the truck driver that was assigned to kill you... I have information on him."Turning back to face Camie, I felt a mixture of gratitude and anger. "Tell me everything," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.Camie eyes filled with tears. "Carina.. I was the one who hired the truck driver. It was an old neighbor of mine. I didn't know what I was getting into. Nelly and Luke kept threatening me and my son. They said if I didn't help, they'd kill us both."My breath caught in my throat. "You... you hired him?" The words felt like acid in my mouth. “Yet you claimed you had no idea what the plan was”Camie nodded, sobbing. "I'm so sorry, Carina. I was desperate. I didn't know what else to do. They made me believe I had no choice."I couldn't hold back my anger any longer. "Did it ever occur to you that I have a child to
The Investigator's MissionCarlos Mendoza began his search for Miguel with the determination and skill that had made him one of the best private investigators in Mexico. The sketch provided by Martin and Carina was his starting point. He circulated it among his contacts, visited the seediest parts of town, and asked questions, careful not to draw too much attention to himself.It didn't take long for Carlos to find a lead. Miguel had become the leader of a local gang, a fact that complicated the mission significantly. Carlos knew he couldn't simply approach Miguel; he had to get close to him, gain his trust.Carlos decided the best way to do that was to infiltrate the gang. He posed as a small-time criminal looking to join up, proving his worth through a series of petty crimes that earned him a place in Miguel's circle. Over the next few weeks, Carlos ingratiated himself with the gang, all the while gathering as much information as he could about Miguel.One night, Carlos saw his oppo
I was in my office, going through the police report to arrest Miguel , when I noticed a message from James on my phone. He had been making subtle moves towards me, and it was time to clear the air. I decided to invite him to dinner, hoping to set things straight once and for all.We agreed to meet at a cozy little restaurant downtown. When I arrived, James was already there, waiting with a smile. He stood up as I approached, pulling out my chair for me."Thanks for meeting me, Carina," he said as we sat down."Of course, James," I replied with a smile. "I think it's time we had a proper talk."We ordered our food and made small talk for a while, but I knew we needed to address the elephant in the room. As we finished our appetizers, I handed him an invitation to my gala party."I wanted to personally invite you to my gala," I said, watching his reaction closely.James took the invitation, looking pleased. "Thank you, Carina. I'd love to come. Do you have a date for the event?"I nodde
I sat in my office, flipping through some documents, when Mandy burst in, her face glowing with excitement. She held out her hand, and I saw the sparkling ring on her finger."Richard proposed!" she exclaimed, her eyes twinkling with joy.I stood up and hugged her tightly. "Mandy, that's amazing! I'm so happy for you."We sat down, and she started to tell me all about the proposal. "It was so romantic, Carina. He took me to our favorite restaurant, and after dinner, he got down on one knee. I was so surprised!"I smiled, genuinely happy for her. "You deserve all the happiness in the world, Mandy."" This is so beautiful....I don't know if..." I was about to continue my sentence but I decided it was best not to say it. She looked at me, a concerned expression crossing her face. "What about you, Carina? Do you think you'll ever get married again?" Mandy knew I was fighting it and that was the reason she asked me,I knew Mandy was doing it with good intentions but I had my own mind made
Nelly paced back and forth in her room, her thoughts a chaotic whirlwind. She had just lost her job, and Luke’s threats were becoming more frequent and more aggressive. To make matters worse, her so-called friend was sitting on her bed, excitedly talking about the upcoming high school reunion."I can’t believe it!" Nelly yelled, her frustration boiling over. "Why didn’t I get an invite?"Her friend, trying to calm her down, shrugged. "Maybe it's because Carina is coming. The organizers probably want her to feel comfortable. Given your history, they might think you'll spoil the event."Nelly's face turned red with anger. "Who does she think she is?" she screamed. "I’m Nelly! I deserve to be there!"She grabbed her phone and furiously dialed the number of the event organizers. As soon as someone answered, she began yelling, demanding to know why she wasn’t on the guest list."Why wasn’t I invited to the reunion?" Nelly shouted into the phone.The voice on the other end was calm and meas
I was informed that neither Luke nor Nelly would be attending the high school reunion. A part of me felt a rush of satisfaction, but I knew I needed them to be there. I called the organizers and told them to send an invite to both of them, or I wouldn’t come. " I saw on our platform that Luke and Nelly won't be attending, May I know why ?” I asked politely. “ We figured their presence might make you uncomfortable so we decided not to invite them”“ They are also members of the class and it's only right that they attend also,So please add them to the guest list”Reluctantly, they agreed. This was step one of my plan.Later that day, I dressed up, feeling the weight of the two invitations to my gala party in my hands. My first stop was Nelly’s. She opened the door, her expression shifting from confusion to shock when she saw me standing there.“Carina?” she said, her voice tinged with disbelief.“Nelly,” I replied, forcing a smile. “I came to give you this.” I handed her the invitatio
The day of the reunion had finally arrived. As I sipped my morning coffee, my phone buzzed with messages from both Nelly and Luke. They had received their invitations and were calling to thank me for smoothing things over with the organizers."Carina, thank you so much for talking to them," Nelly said, her voice dripping with insincere gratitude."Of course, Nelly," I replied, keeping my tone light. "It's about time we all moved past our differences."Luke's call came next. "Carina, I appreciate what you did," he said, sounding genuinely relieved. "I never thought I'd say this, but maybe we can finally be friends.""Let's see how tonight goes," I replied, forcing a smile even though he couldn't see it.Hanging up, I couldn't help but feel a thrill of satisfaction. They had no idea what was coming. I put my phone down and headed to my closet. Today was all about making a statement. I chose a stunning Chanel dress, a Gucci bag, and Louis Vuitton heels. I was going all out to show them t
Now that Martins was here, one of our classmates, Laura, who had organized most of the reunion, stepped forward with a gleeful look. “Now that Martins is here, we can prepare the clips I organized. It’s the memories from our last days in high school.”“What do you mean?” Luke asked, a hint of apprehension in his voice.“The bonfire night,” Laura explained. “Remember? I recorded everything that night. It was such a fun event.”My eyes widened in shock. This might be the time to finally see what happened that night. Maybe I would remember the events and whether or not what happened between me and Martins was rape. The anticipation built up as Laura set up the projector.As the video began to play, everyone turned their attention to the screen. The flickering images of our last high school bonfire night came into focus. Laughter, friends gathered around the fire, and the carefree atmosphere of youth filled the room. I watched, feeling a mix of nostalgia and dread as I sighted myself in s
Dear Diary It’s been three years since everything changed. Sometimes I still marvel at how quickly life can transform from chaos to calm, from pain to peace. I’m sitting in my room now, surrounded by the comforting hum of everyday life, and I feel compelled to capture this moment, to reflect on how far we’ve come, Everyday I wonder if it's a dream but I don't think I want to ever wake up from this dream,I am finally happy, Over the years things have changed but let me take you on the ride. Martins and I are happily married,Ohh and our wedding was the talk of the town, Every day with him feels like a blessing. We have twins now, A beautiful girl and a boy, Their laughter fills our home, and watching them grow has been one of the greatest joys of my life, Leah won't stop thanking us for giving her siblings, She has settled into junior high school remarkably well. She’s blossomed into a bright, confident young woman, and I couldn’t be prouder, The stigma that her father was a murder
I felt a surge of excitement that I couldn’t contain. I wanted to share the incredible news about our engagement with the people who had supported me throughout this journey. Without hesitation, I reached for my phone and dialed Madam Katie’s number.“Hello?” Madam Katie’s warm voice greeted me.“Madam Katie! It’s Carina,” I said, barely able to keep the excitement out of my voice. “I have some wonderful news to share with you!”“Oh, Carina! What’s going on?” she asked, her tone immediately brightening.“I’m engaged!” I blurted out. “Martins proposed to me tonight here in Jeju, and I said yes!”There was a brief pause before Madam Katie’s delighted gasp came through the line. “Oh, Carina, that’s wonderful! Congratulations! I’m so happy for you both.”“Thank you! I wish you could have been here to celebrate with us,” I said, my voice filled with happiness. “We had a perfect evening. The setting was beautiful, and the proposal was just as magical as I’d hoped it would be.”“I’m sure it
Martins and I had spent a perfect week exploring the island, soaking in its natural beauty, and trying out new experiences. Today was our last day, and I couldn’t believe how quickly the time had flown by. I’d been recording every moment for a special video, capturing the highlights of our trip.After finishing up my latest video segment about our visit to a stunning waterfall, I was excited to see what Martins had planned for our final evening. He had hinted at a surprise, and the anticipation made my heart race.As we walked back to our accommodation, Martins was unusually quiet, his gaze occasionally shifting to me with a secretive smile. I couldn’t help but wonder what he had in store. When we reached our place, he helped me get ready, making sure I looked my best for whatever the evening had in store.A private car soon arrived to take us to a special restaurant Martins had booked. The ride through the picturesque streets of Jeju felt almost surreal, with the soft evening light c
Carina and Martins prepared for their much-anticipated trip to Jeju Island, the air was filled with a mix of excitement and relief. They had dropped Leah off with Mandy, who was more than happy to look after her. Carina had managed to give Leah a quick hug and a few reassuring words before they left. The bittersweet feeling of leaving Leah behind was softened by the knowledge that she was in good hands. Mandy and Leah stood at the airport, waving goodbye as Carina and Martins made their way to the boarding gate.The airport was bustling with activity, but Carina felt a sense of calm wash over her as they approached the gate. She and Martins had been looking forward to this trip for weeks. It was their chance to unwind and escape the chaos that had dominated their lives recently.As they boarded the plane, Carina felt a flutter of anticipation. She and Martins settled into their seats, and Carina glanced around the cabin, noting the comforting familiarity of their private space. The pl
yMartins had sent a message about a special trip we were taking together to Jeju Island. I couldn’t wait to escape, even if just for a little while. As I approached the front door, I could already feel the excitement bubbling up inside me.Martins greeted me with a warm hug as soon as I walked in. His eyes sparkled with genuine happiness, something I hadn’t seen in a long time. “You made it! I was starting to think you might change your mind.”“Never,” I said, smiling up at him. “I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”We shared a soft kiss, and it was like the world outside ceased to exist. All the trials and tribulations seemed to vanish for that moment, and it was just the two of us. Martins took my hand and led me to the living room where soft music played in the background. He had set up a cozy space for us to unwind. There was a bottle of wine chilling in a bucket, and he poured us each a glass as we settled into a slow dance.The music was soft, almost ethereal, and as we swayed
The gala party incident had become the talk of the town. Social media buzzed with clips of the shocking revelations and the dramatic arrests of Luke, Claire, and Nelly. News outlets dissected every detail, and the public eagerly awaited the legal proceedings. Carina's bravery in exposing her tormentors was widely praised, but now, the focus shifted to the consequences for those who had wronged her.Claire was the first to be investigated. She sat in the interrogation room, her face a mask of defiance. Despite the overwhelming evidence against her, she maintained her silence."Mrs. Grant, we have substantial evidence against you," the lead detective said, his tone firm but not unkind. "Your best option is to cooperate."Claire’s lawyer, a sharp-eyed man in a tailored suit, leaned forward. "Claire, listen to me. The evidence is irrefutable. If you plead guilty and cooperate, we might be able to negotiate a lighter sentence."Claire’s eyes flashed with anger and fear. She looked at her l
I woke up on the morning of the gala with a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. Today was the day we would finally expose Luke, Nelly, and Claire for their crimes. But first, I had to make sure Leah was safe. Mandy and I drove to her niece’s house, where Leah would stay for the night. Mandy’s niece was a sweet, responsible young woman who adored Leah, and I felt confident she was in good hands. “Thank you so much for taking care of her,” I said to Mandy’s niece as I hugged Leah goodbye. “Of course, Carina. She’ll be safe with me,” she assured me with a warm smile. Leaving Leah behind, I drove to the event hall where the gala would be held. The place was a hive of activity, with people bustling around, setting up decorations, arranging seating, and checking sound equipment. Everything had to be perfect for tonight. I walked around, ensuring that all the preparations were on track. Satisfied with the progress, I headed back home where my fashion designer was waiting for me.
I sat in Madam Katie’s cozy living room, the weight of anticipation heavy in the air. Mandy, Martins, and Madam Katie were with me, all of us gathered to watch the video that Miguel had sent. The room was dimly lit, the only light coming from the screen in front of us. My heart pounded in my chest as I pressed play, and the recording started.Miguel's face appeared on the screen, his eyes filled with a mix of regret and determination. He began to speak, detailing his involvement in Luke’s dirty dealings, Nelly’s scheming, and Claire’s cold-blooded actions. As the video played, the room grew eerily silent, each of us hanging on every word.When the video ended, I looked around at the others. Mandy’s face was pale, her eyes wide with shock. Martins sat with his head in his hands, and Madam Katie had a look of grim determination.Martins was the first to break the silence. “I can’t believe it. My own sister... she killed her husband.” He looked up, his eyes meeting mine. “She acted so de
Carlos felt a strange mix of satisfaction as he walked into the headquarters of the Mexico police. After days of meticulous planning and gathering evidence, he was finally ready to bring Miguel down. The evidence he had collected was damning, enough to put Miguel away for life and bring justice for all his victims. Carlos handed over a thick file to the lead investigator, a stern-faced woman named Inspector Rodriguez."We've been looking for Miguel for a long time," Inspector Rodriguez said, flipping through the documents. "This is exactly what we needed."Carlos nodded. "I'm ready to play my part. I have been undercover as Miguel's right-hand man for some time now. I can lead him right into your trap."Inspector Rodriguez looked at Carlos with a mix of admiration and concern. "You know the risks, Carlos. If Miguel suspects anything, you're a dead man."Carlos's jaw tightened. "I know. But this is the only way to bring him down."The next day, Carlos slipped back into his undercover