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Freya's roadside food truck business had finally found its purpose over the past few weeks. Thanks to Diego, her food truck had skyrocketed to fame, and a loyal customer base had gradually developed a craving for her gourmet burgers.Although she was making a substantial amount of money from the roadside food business, the majority of her income wasn't for personal indulgences. Instead, she diligently saved money daily with the goal of repaying Imelda in the near future. The debt was huge and even though it seemed like an insurmountable task to accumulate such a sum of money, she remained resolute in her determination to pay Imelda back and move out of her house which would be the first step to freedom. Besides, she hadn't squandered all the money Imelda had lent her.Her expression radiated joy, and she hummed a happy tune as she cooked. One could sense that she was ecstatic and eager about something.Her face illuminated with a warm smile as she reminisced about that special day. It
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Noah stood frozen in confusion, reluctant to take a step toward his “uncle”.“Noah, go ahead. Say hi to your uncle”, Noah's school teacher said, urging him on with a friendly smile and a slight wave.Adamantly, Noah stood still, not moving an inch, skeptical about talking to the stranger as Freya had previously warned him not to talk to strangers.“It's okay, Miss. I'll take it from here”, The man said politely, his lips curved in a friendly smile.Noah's teacher nodded in response and briskly exited the scene.Majestically, the man walked towards Noah and squatted in front of him in order to maintain close eye contact.“Little man, don't you recognize me? It's me, Diego”, Diego said with a friendly grin, his eyes radiating warmth.Noah's eyes sparkled with recognition, finally pinpointing the man in front of him. Noah could bring up memories of the only man who had once referred to him as "Little man". The man who had ruffled his perfect hair the day they were robbed at the train sta
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Noah sprinted enthusiastically towards Freya, launching himself into her arms. Freya enveloped him in a tight squeeze, encircling him in a warm, protective haven. The event drew to a close, and Noah eagerly rushed into his mother's arms. The duo entwined themselves in a tender, heartfelt embrace, swept up in a torrent of emotions, as Freya caressed his hair with gentle, soothing strokes. Diego, standing behind Noah, observed the tender exchange of hugs and sweet, lingering kisses. He beamed with satisfaction, relieved that the event had unfolded smoothly, without anyone leaving hurt or disappointed. Finally, Freya released Noah from her loving grasp and cradled his face in her palms, crouching to lock eyes with him in a deep, meaningful connection. “Mom, I hope you enjoyed my poem. I wrote it all by myself for you”, Noah said proudly, a cheerful grin spreading across his face. “Yes honey, I did. I loved it. Thank you so much for writing such a wonderful poem about me. I love
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Freya silently observed, in admiration, the way Diego expertly maneuvered his sleek car, handling the steering wheel with finesse. He cracked his window open, allowing the wind to tousle his longish jet-black hair, which surprisingly added to his majestic and captivating presence.Meanwhile, Noah, who was at the backseat, quietly gazed out of the window with wide-eyed curiosity, likely pondering the pedestrians strolling down the sidewalks, the trees blurring past, the notable landmarks, and the cityscape unfolding before him.For the first time, she took a moment to appreciate the interior of his car. The opulent design of his sleek vehicle dazzled her, its immaculate and stylish decor impressing her. She noticed that this particular car differed from the one he had used to drive her to the station the other day. She wondered about the extent of his car collection and his occupation. Curiosity got the better of her as she suddenly felt an urge to glimpse into his lifestyle, his home,
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"Any news?”“Yes. And you'll be excited to see what I've just found”.“What is it?”“I'll send you a few photos”.Imelda abruptly ended the call and swiftly searched for the incriminating photos of Freya, Noah, and the mysterious stranger at the restaurant, which she had surreptitiously taken earlier. Upon finding them, she promptly forwarded the images to Desmond's phone number.Desmond, seated on the edge of his bed with his phone in hand, eagerly awaiting the pictures, received a notification on his phone. Imelda had sent him the photos as promised, and he quickly clicked on them, scrutinizing every detail.As he gazed at the images, Desmond's face contorted into a deadly scowl, his eyes blazing with fury, and his fists clenched in rage. He recoiled in stunned disbelief, taken aback by the shocking content of the pictures. Fury welled up inside of him as he gnashed his teeth in irritation.His eyes meticulously scanned the image, and he zoomed in for a clearer view, fixated on iden
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Freya's day was exceedingly successful. She basked in an overwhelming sense of accomplishment and amassed an impressive number of sales that day.Ever since she fell out with Imelda, she began to pay her truck driver to pick Noah up from school everyday, significantly alleviating her burden. Everything seemed to be unfolding smoothly and effortlessly for her.As she swept up to the door of Imelda's house, she let out a deep sigh of satisfaction, happy that her life was gradually blossoming into something better compared to when she first moved into that city.She tapped softly but firmly on the door, waiting patiently for Imelda to fling it open and end her wait.“Who is it?” Imelda yelled grumpily from inside.“It's me”, Freya replied dryly and with a hint of exasperation, tired of always having to announce herself and clarify her identity. She wondered why Imelda always asked even though she never had visitors.Freya paused for a few seconds before Imelda flung the door open, fixing
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It was Saturday.Freya went about her business, catering to the few customers who showed up to patronize her. Nothing much happened that day and she had resorted to using her food truck business as a therapeutic escape from the turmoil at home. She had been walking on eggshells throughout that week, wary of Imelda's wicked schemes. Imelda said nothing about the debt or the deadline of payment throughout that week and that made her feel a little bit relieved as she hadn't made the full amount yet. Although she had managed to generate a tangible amount, which she struggled to get with much difficulty, it still wasn't enough.As she prepared gourmet burgers, lost in thought, Freya reflected on her numerous problems and shook her head in self-loathing, reproaching herself for accepting Imelda's offer in the first place. She despised her own desperation for clouding her judgment.The catastrophic events unfolding in her life were a nightmare she wouldn't wish on her worst enemy.Just as s
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Freya sat motionless, observing the way Diego strode about the station, passionately negotiating with the cops on her case and also eagerly awaiting Imelda's arrival. He refused to let her be thrown into a cell like a criminal as he vehemently argued with the cops, his voice rising in indignation. She remained silent throughout, her silence a testament to her shock at Imelda's cruel resolve and also to her discreet admiration for Diego's selfless acts of kindness towards her. She could hear him instruct some of his men over the phone to vigilantly watch over her food truck, which she had left vulnerably open along the roadway. Diego's men, about three in number, stood firmly at the door, as if guarding the room, in anticipation of Imelda's arrival. One of them was his driver who had driven his car to the station. Finally, after a few minutes of waiting, the long-awaited guest arrived, commanding attention. All eyes were fixed on Imelda who majestically walked into the station, wi
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Desmond stood at a distance, his hands clenched into fists at his sides as he watched the wild flames consume his company’s prized warehouse. The air was thick with smoke, the acrid stench of burning electronics assaulting his senses. The night sky glowed with a haunting orange, smoke rising like a veil into the darkness.Firefighters moved frantically, battling the towering flames with powerful jets of water, but it seemed futile. The fire was relentless, roaring louder than the panicked voices around him.The flashing lights of fire trucks and police cars painted his face in red and blue, highlighting the sheer panic etched in his expression. His chest heaved with each labored breath, the weight of his empire’s potential downfall pressing down on him like an iron fist.His hands trembled as he held the railings in front of him for support, his eyes fixed on the warehouse as it collapsed inward with a deafening crash. The fire was too intense; there was no saving the building."No…no
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Desmond sat on the edge of the sleek couch, his eyes fixed on the television as a business update ran across the screen. The quiet hum of the television filled the living room, but his mind was consumed with other thoughts.Freya sat on a couch across from him, focused on her phone. They were supposedly watching the news together, as husband and wife. But neither of them paid attention to what was being displayed on the screen. They didn't even talk to each other.Desmond's mind swirled with the usual concerns—his business empire, his uneventful life, and of course, Freya's defiance towards him. He glanced at Freya, absently scrolling through her phone, completely absorbed in whatever she was reading. Her posture was casual and collected, her expression neutral.The room was silent except for the murmurs of the news anchor’s voice.Then suddenly, Desmond's phone buzzed on the coffee table, breaking his thoughts. His fingers twitched, an instinctive response to the interruption, and he
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The dining room was cloaked in a heavy, tense silence. The soft clink of utensils on porcelain and the occasional scrape of a chair were the only sounds that punctuated the stillness. The chandelier above cast a warm, golden glow over the long mahogany table where Freya, Desmond and Noah sat together for dinner.Freya sat across from Desmond, her fingers lightly gripping her fork. She barely touched the food on her plate. Her gaze was fixed on him—unblinking, sharp and searching. He was eating methodically, cutting his steak with precision, his movements calm and deliberate.For days now, Desmond had been silent, almost as if he was avoiding her. It was strange and it bothered Freya so much. What was going through his head?He had changed—or at least, he wanted her to believe he had. Ever since she came back, he had stuck to his promise of becoming a changed man—it was unbelievable.His usual sharp remarks, the arrogant air, and the veiled threats had all disappeared. He had taken on
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Freya's driver brought the car to a stop in front of Desmond’s mansion. The towering estate stood firm, silhouetted against the deep orange evening sky, staring back at Freya through the car window.She exhaled slowly, glancing at Noah, who sat stiffly beside her, his wide eyes glued to the mansion and his lips pressed into a thin line. The tension between them was palpable.Though she had grown used to Desmond's outbursts, the thought of his reaction to their 24-hour disappearance unsettled her."You ready?" she asked softly, though she already knew the answer.Noah nodded, his movements jerky and uncertain. "Will Daddy Desmond be...mad?" he whispered.Freya forced a reassuring smile. "I don’t know, sweetheart," she admitted, brushing a strand of hair out of his face. "But whatever happens, stay close to me, okay?""Okay," Noah murmured, his voice barely audible.She reached over and squeezed his hand, drawing strength from the bond they shared. Then, steeling herself, she opened the
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10:30 PM The event had come to an end, and guests were trickling out in large numbers, leaving the venue abuzz with faint remnants of laughter and conversation.Desmond stood near the entrance, scanning the thinning crowd for Freya and Noah. His jaw tightened, a knot of unease forming in his chest as neither of them appeared. He had been searching for the two of them ever since the event drew to a close but to no avail.“Where are they?” he muttered under his breath, his eyes darting across the room. Freya’s sudden disappearance felt deliberate, a silent defiance that only added fuel to the growing fire of his rage.How could she leave her own event like that without supervising its conclusion? And how dare she not tell him where she was going?He moved purposefully through the venue, his commanding presence making the staff glance nervously his way. Each one he passed offered polite nods and smiles, but none dared to stop him as he searched every corner. The restrooms, the bar, the
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The event had finally begun to wind down, the last notes of music fading away as the guests began to disperse. Freya felt the weight of the evening pressing on her shoulders, evident in her tired eyes and robotic movements. Smiling and thanking the guests had taken its toll, and she needed a moment to herself. Quietly excusing herself from Noah and a few other guests, she slipped away from the main room, heading toward the restroom at the far end of the hallway.Her heels clicked softly against the polished floor, the sounds of the celebration fading behind her. She let out a slow breath, grateful for the brief relief.But just as she turned a corner, she stopped dead in her tracks, stunned.Diego was walking toward her, his hands tucked casually into his pockets, his steps unhurried. The soft lighting of the hallway highlighted the familiar features of his face—his sharp jawline, the kind warmth in his eyes, and the faint trace of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.Freya fr
