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SARAHI sat there, still clutching the phone, my mind reeling from the conversation I’d just had with my dad. His words echoed in my head, each one tugging at the strings of my heart, wrapping me in a blanket of guilt and sorrow. How had things gotten so bad for him? How had I let it get this far without knowing, without helping? The man who had always been my rock was now crumbling, and I felt powerless to do anything about it.I tried to push the thoughts away, but they clung to me like a dark cloud, heavy and suffocating. I could see his face in my mind, the way it must have looked when he told me he was broke, sick, and barely surviving. It broke me, knowing that I hadn’t been there for him, that I hadn’t noticed how much he was struggling. He had always been so strong, so capable, and now… now he was asking me for help. I could still hear the pain in his voice, the desperation that he tried so hard to hide.My heart felt like it was being squeezed in a vice, the pressure building
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SARAHI sat on the edge of the bed, staring at my reflection in the mirror, trying to steady the anxious flutter in my chest. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, but one thing was clear—this was something I had to do. My father’s well-being was on the line, and I couldn’t afford to back down now. I had to ask Marco for the money, even though the mere thought of it made my stomach churn.“You can do this,” I whispered to myself, my voice trembling slightly. “It’s for Dad. You have to be strong.”I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stand. My legs felt like lead as I walked over to the closet, grabbing a light jacket to throw over my shoulders. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror again—my face pale, eyes wide with nerves. I looked like I was about to face a firing squad.“Don’t be scared,” I murmured, trying to convince myself. “Marco’s not a monster. He’s… he’s just Marco. You’ve handled him before. You can do it again.”I wasn’t sure if I believed my own words, but I didn’t hav
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SARAHAfter the exhausting day I’d had, I was ready to finally let my mind shut off. I slipped into bed, pulling the covers up to my chin, and let out a long, tired sigh. The events of the day replayed in my head—my failure to ask Marco for the money, overhearing that strange conversation about Uncle Danzo, the frustration and anxiety that clung to me like a second skin. I just wanted it all to go away, even if only for a few hours of sleep.Just as I was about to close my eyes, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. The sudden sound made my heart skip a beat, and I quickly reached over to grab it, hoping it wasn’t some late-night emergency. When I saw the name on the screen, though, my heart sank.Dad.I stared at the phone, feeling a wave of guilt and dread wash over me. I knew why he was calling. I’d been putting this off for days now, trying to come up with a way to tell him I didn’t have the money yet. But now, there was no more avoiding it. I had to answer.Taking a deep breath, I s
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SARAHI leaned against the wall just outside Marco’s room, trying to calm my racing heart. My legs felt like jelly, and my hands wouldn’t stop shaking. What the hell was I thinking? Why did I always mess things up like this? I had barely even said two words to him before I panicked and ran.Before I could turn and make a full retreat back to my room, I heard his voice call out.“You planning on staring from all the way over there?” Marco’s voice cut through the silence, snapping me out of my thoughts. His tone wasn’t harsh, but there was an edge of amusement in it. I glanced up to see him standing in the doorway, his hand resting casually on the doorframe, his dark eyes fixed on me.My face flushed red. I must’ve looked ridiculous, standing out here like some awkward schoolgirl. I swallowed, forcing myself to move. My feet felt heavy as I stepped inside his room, keeping my eyes averted. He was still shirtless, and I didn’t trust myself to look at him without turning into a blushing m
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SARAHI blinked, my breath catching in my throat. I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard. Surely, I had misheard him. There was no way Marco was serious. “A… a what?” The words barely slipped out of my mouth, my voice shaky, unsure. It felt like I was caught in some kind of sick joke.Marco just stood there, his expression completely unbothered. That stupid grin still plastered on his face as if he hadn’t just dropped a bomb on me. “You heard me, Sarah,” he said calmly, almost too casually. “I want a kid. Seems like a fair trade, don’t you think?”Fair trade? My mind was racing. My legs felt weak, and the walls of the room seemed to be closing in on me. What the actual fuck? What kind of twisted choices were these? This wasn’t real. He couldn’t be serious. This was just another one of his sick games.I swallowed hard, trying to push down the panic rising in my chest. “I know you’ve always had a thing for bad jokes, Marco,” I managed, forcing a nervous laugh, hoping—praying—that this w
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SARAHI stared at him, my mind racing, trying to comprehend the situation. It felt like everything had shifted in a matter of seconds. Just moments ago, I’d been desperate, but now I felt cornered—trapped in a way I hadn’t expected. Marco wasn’t just dangling money over my head anymore; he was stripping me of my dignity, of any remaining sense of control I thought I had.I swallowed hard, my throat dry. “You’re sick, Marco.” My voice cracked, barely above a whisper, but there was a fierceness behind it that I couldn’t hold back.He tilted his head, amused. “Am I? Or am I just being practical? You want something from me, and I want something from you. It’s a fair trade.”“A fair trade?” I repeated, my anger rising with every breath. “You think I’m just going to sleep with you for money? You think that’s how this works?”“It’s not about what I think, Sarah,” he said smoothly, as if the idea of this transaction was something I should’ve already accepted. “It’s about what you need. You ca
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SARAHIt had been two days since I turned down both of Marco’s ridiculous offers. Two days of waking up to the same empty feeling, knowing that I still didn’t have a way to help my dad. I couldn’t believe I was still here, stuck in the same situation, running in circles with no way out. Every time I thought about Marco, anger boiled inside me. But no matter how much I wanted to push him out of my mind, the problem still lingered.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the phone in my hand. The idea of calling Nicole had crossed my mind more than once. She had always been there for me when we were younger, always knew how to help. But things were different now. I hadn’t spoken to her in… what? Months? Maybe more. And now, out of the blue, I was supposed to call and ask her for a favor?I shook my head, tossing the phone onto the bed. That’s wrong. I couldn’t just show up in her life after all this time and expect her to help. It wasn’t fair. I sighed, rubbing my temples, trying to thi
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SARAHI stared at the phone in my hand, my father’s name still flashing on the screen. My thumb hovered over the green button, but I just couldn’t bring myself to answer. What was I going to say to him this time? That I still hadn’t managed to help him? That everything I’d promised him was still out of reach? The lies, the false hope… it was all starting to weigh on me.With a heavy sigh, I decided I wasn’t going to pick up. Not right now, anyway. “I’ll call him back,” I muttered to myself, trying to ease the guilt in my chest. “It’s temporary. I’ll get back to him soon.”I tried to justify it in my head. I was tired of giving him empty promises when nothing was actually changing. Every conversation with him was a reminder of how helpless I really was, and I didn’t need that today. Not with everything else weighing me down. Not with Marco breathing down my neck.Shoving the phone into my pocket, I sighed again and pushed myself off the bed. I didn’t want to go. The last thing I wanted
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