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One Careless Night Ninety - Nine
Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I held onto my mother, feeling the raw emotion in her embrace. It was different from the cold, calculating version of her that had haunted my dreams. My mother—was trembling, vulnerable, and truly relieved to see me alive. She pulled away slightly, her eyes scanning my face as if to make sure I was really there. “You scared me, sweetheart,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “We almost lost you.” I swallowed hard, shifting my gaze to my father. He wasn’t a man of many words, but the depth of emotion in his eyes told me everything. He had been just as terrified. Jack cleared his throat, stepping forward. “She’s still weak,” he said gently. “Let’s not overwhelm her.” My mother nodded, dabbing at her eyes before glancing down at the bundle in my arms. Her expression softened instantly. “Can I…?” She hesitated, looking at me as if asking for permission. I glanced down at my daughter, my heart swelling with love. My mother had been by my s
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Jack frowned, his eyes scanning my face. “What is it? Are you in pain? Do you need anything?”I shook my head. “No, it’s not that.” I hesitated before finally whispering, “It’s about what I saw while I was in a coma.”Jack’s brows furrowed. “You mean… like a dream?”I swallowed hard. “It felt real, Jack. So real.” I exhaled, gathering my thoughts. “I was kidnapped… by my own mother. She took me and our daughter, and she wanted ransom money. But it wasn’t just about the money—it was about revenge. She hated the fact that I chose you.”Jack’s face darkened instantly, his jaw tightening. “Karen?” he asked, his voice sharp.I nodded. “She took us to some remote place, and I was trapped, powerless. I kept trying to find a way out, but it was impossible. And when the ransom was paid, I thought she would let me go—but she had other plans.” I shuddered at the memory, even though it had only been a dream. “I don’t know what she was planning, but the way she looked at me, the way she smirked w
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Days turned into weeks, and life slowly began to settle into a new rhythm. My body was healing, my daughter was growing stronger, and Jack did everything in his power to make sure I felt safe. Yet, despite everything, there was still a heaviness inside me, a wound that had nothing to do with my physical health.It was the wound my mother had left behind.I tried to ignore it. Tried to tell myself that it didn’t matter, that I didn’t need her. But at night, when the house was quiet, I couldn’t stop thinking about how she had looked at me in my dream. The way she had looked at me with so much anger, so much disappointment. The way she had planned to hurt me, as if I meant nothing to her. But it was all a dream. I kept telling myself that.And then, one evening, she showed up at my doorstep.I froze when I saw her standing there, dressed simply in a dark blue dress, looking smaller than I remembered. Her face had aged in a way that had nothing to do with time—there was exhaustion in her
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Jack walked in just as my mother and I were pulling away from our emotional embrace. His footsteps were firm but cautious, and I could tell he had been standing outside the door for a while, listening. His gaze flickered between us, taking in my tear-streaked face and my mother’s red-rimmed eyes. His expression was unreadable, but I could see the tension in his posture, the years of resentment buried beneath his composed exterior. For a long moment, no one spoke. Then, my mother took a deep breath and turned to him. “Jack,” she started softly, folding her hands together, as if gathering the strength to say what had been left unsaid for too long. “I owe you an apology.” Jack arched a brow slightly, clearly not expecting that. His jaw tightened, but he said nothing, waiting for her to continue. “I know I made things difficult for you. I made it no secret that I disapproved of you, of your relationship with my daughter. I let my anger, my disappointment, and my stubbornness clo
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The days following my reconciliation with my mother felt lighter, as if a weight I hadn't even realized I was carrying had finally been lifted. For the first time in a long while, I truly felt at peace. My heart was healing, my fears were fading, and Jack and I were in a better place than ever.I spent my days bonding with my daughter, cherishing every moment with her, while Jack and I found new ways to strengthen our relationship. We talked more, laughed more, and for the first time in months, we weren’t constantly looking over our shoulders, fearing what might come next. The nightmare was over. Or at least, that’s what I thought.Little did I know, something else—something big—was coming. And it was going to change my life in ways I never expected.It started off as an ordinary day. Jack had insisted that we go out for dinner with my family that evening, saying it was just a small celebration for us moving forward. I hadn’t thought much of it, though I did find it strange how persis
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The weeks following our engagement were nothing short of magical. My heart swelled with happiness as Jack and I began planning our future together. Every morning, I woke up feeling grateful—grateful for my daughter, for my mended relationship with my mother, and for the love I shared with Jack.With our wedding date set, the excitement in the air was almost tangible. There was so much to do—venue selection, guest lists, cake tastings, floral arrangements—but the part I had been looking forward to the most was wedding dress shopping.And today, it was finally happening.With my baby left in the care of her trusted nanny, I set out for a day of wedding dress shopping with my mother. It felt surreal, especially considering how strained our relationship had once been. But now, things were different. We were healing, and today felt like another step toward solidifying our bond.As we arrived at the upscale bridal boutique, my mother reached for my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Are you
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The SUV sped through the streets, the city lights blurring past the tinted windows. My heart pounded so hard it hurt, my breaths coming in sharp, uneven gasps as panic clawed at my chest.I was kidnapped, just like in my dream. But this was worse on all levels.First it wasn't a dream this time, and my captors were more mean looking. Lastly, I had no idea who could have sent them.The realization sent a fresh wave of terror through me. My mind raced with questions—Who were these men? Where were they taking me? Why me? But I knew one thing for sure: I couldn’t let them take me without a fight.I twisted in my seat, trying to lunge toward the door, but the grip on my arm tightened painfully.“Try anything, and I’ll put a bullet in you,” the man beside me warned, his voice low and menacing.I froze, my breath hitching. His gloved hand tightened around a sleek black pistol, the barrel glinting under the dim overhead light. My body stiffened in fear.I had to think. I had to find a way out
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My knees nearly buckled beneath me. I stared at Rachel, my mind struggling to process the sight before me. The girl who once shared my secrets, my laughter, my life—now stood before me as my captor, her arms crossed with a cruel smirk playing on her lips.“Surprised?” she taunted, tilting her head slightly. “You shouldn’t be. You had to know I wasn’t going to just sit back and watch you get everything you ever wanted.”My mouth went dry. “Rachel…” My voice came out barely above a whisper, filled with disbelief and betrayal. “Why?”Her smirk widened. “Oh, Sophie… Do you really need me to spell it out for you?” She took a slow, deliberate step toward me. “Jack was supposed to be mine. Your mother promised me, but you stole him from me.”I recoiled as if she had struck me. “That’s not true! You two were never together! Jack never loved you!”Rachel’s face twisted with rage. “That’s what you tell yourself, isn’t it?” she sneered. “Well, a deal is a deal.” Her nostrils flared as she clench
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My knees nearly buckled beneath me. I stared at Rachel, my mind struggling to process the sight before me. The girl who once shared my secrets, my laughter, my life—now stood before me as my captor, her arms crossed with a cruel smirk playing on her lips.“Surprised?” she taunted, tilting her head slightly. “You shouldn’t be. You had to know I wasn’t going to just sit back and watch you get everything you ever wanted.”My mouth went dry. “Rachel…” My voice came out barely above a whisper, filled with disbelief and betrayal. “Why?”Her smirk widened. “Oh, Sophie… Do you really need me to spell it out for you?” She took a slow, deliberate step toward me. “Jack was supposed to be mine. Your mother promised me, but you stole him from me.”I recoiled as if she had struck me. “That’s not true! You two were never together! Jack never loved you!”Rachel’s face twisted with rage. “That’s what you tell yourself, isn’t it?” she sneered. “Well, a deal is a deal.” Her nostrils flared as she clench
