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2025-03-20 20:37:00The Ghosts of the Past
Carl’s POV
The city was silent at this hour. Only the faint hum of the wind outside the window filled the room.
I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. Sleep never came easy.
Not for me.
And when it did, it came with a price.
I exhaled slowly, rubbing my temple. The exhaustion was there. The weight of the day pressed down on me.
But my mind refused to rest. And I knew why.
The nightmares were waiting. They always were.
I must have drifted off at some point because suddenly, I was there again.
In the past. I knew this nightmare well.
It always started the same way. The smell of rain in the air.
The sound of tires skidding against wet pavement.
And th
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(Carl’s POV The taste lingered on my tongue long after I had left the dining room.It was impossible. It had to be a coincidence.But as I made my way down the dimly lit hallway, my hands clenched into fists at my sides, my mind refused to let it go.That dish—my mother’s dish—had been made exactly the way she used to cook it. The seasoning, the texture, the way the broth settled on my tongue… It wasn’t just similar. It was the same.I hadn’t tasted that in years.Since she died.My breath was tight in my chest, a feeling I hadn’t experienced in a long time. It wasn’t grief. No, I had buried that years ago. This was something else. Something unfamiliar.I swallowed hard, trying to push down the memories threatening to rise.I told myself to forget about it. To ignore the way my body had stiffened when I saw the dish. The way my fingers had trembled when I took the first bite. For just a moment, I had felt something dangerously close to comfort.I don’t need comfort.And I'm sure as h
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Tashi’s Growing Rage(Third-Person Point of View Tashi Matsuda had spent years by Carl Oswald’s side, believing—knowing—that she was the only woman who truly understood him. She had been patient, watching from the shadows, waiting for the moment when he would finally see her the way she saw him.But that moment never came.And now, it never would.Because of her.Mia Miloslava Pankraz.The woman Carl barely tolerated. The woman he was forced to marry. Yet, somehow, he was protecting her.Tashi had expected Carl to treat Mia like an obligation—nothing more. But instead, he was defending her. Subtly, perhaps. But still.It was enough to drive Tashi to the edge.She had wasted too much time waiting for Carl to come around. If he wasn’t going to acknowledge her, if he was going to let Mia take what should have been hers, then she would take everything from him.And she knew exactly how to start.By turning to the one man who had just as much reason to hate Carl as she did.Hans Oswald.
