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Veil of the Past
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I woke up to the steady beeping of machines. My eyelids felt heavy, like they were glued shut, but slowly I forced them open. The sterile scent of antiseptic filled my nostrils, and the soft hum of the hospital room buzzed in the background.My body felt sluggish, weighed down by the remnants of whatever they had injected into me.Where am I?The memories came rushing back all at once, the crack of a gunshot, the blood, the police team, Jason holding me. But more than that, there was Samuel. The warmth of his arms, the vivid memory of running towards him fifteen years ago.It was all coming back, tangled and disjointed.But I didn't know what was real anymore.I tried to sit up, but my body betrayed me. My limbs felt like lead, and the room spun slightly. My throat was dry, and I could hear the faint rustling of movement beside me. A shadow loomed over the bed, and I turned my head, expecting to see Jason.But it wasn't him.It was a nurse, her face hidden behind a mask, adjusting the
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The drive to the school felt surreal, like I was on the edge of some truth I wasn't sure I wanted to know. Jason sat beside me in silence, his hands gripping the steering wheel, his eyes locked on the road. The streets outside blurred past, but I couldn't focus on anything except the growing tension in my chest. My mind raced, piecing together fragmented memories, half-truths, and Jason's cryptic words.Naomi.Samuel.The rooftop.The last place I had been before my life splintered into pieces. The place where everything had gone wrong.But what exactly had happened up there? There had always been gaps in my memory, but now I couldn't shake the feeling that Jason wanted to fill them with his own version of events.We pulled up to our old high school, its familiar outline looming in the distance. It hadn't changed much in all these years, but the sight of it suddenly sent a chill through me. As Jason parked the car, he turned to me, his face unreadable. "Are you ready for this?"I didn
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Jason looked away, his jaw tight. "I didn't want you to remember something like that. I didn't want you to go through that pain again.""But you didn't give me a choice," I snapped, my voice rising despite the tears threatening to spill over. "You kept this from me. You let me live in this… this lie. Why?"Jason met my gaze then, his eyes hard, unyielding. "Because I didn't want to lose you, Lana. I didn't want you to be consumed by what happened that night."I shook my head, pulling free from his hold. The sun was nearly gone now, the golden light fading into the deep hues of twilight. "You can't do this, Jason. No."The silence between us was suffocating, heavy with everything we weren't saying. The last rays of sunlight dipped below the horizon, casting shadows over the rooftop. Just then, Jason finally broke the quiet."I’ve always loved you, Lana," he confessed in a low voice. "From the moment I saw you, even when you pretended not to see me. I’ve always loved you. And now, I fina
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Nelson pulled his sleek metallic black bike to a stop, the rumble of the engine fading as he removed his helmet. His dark hair fell into place as he shook it free, and for a moment, I was struck by how little he'd changed over the years.Nelson stepped off his bike, and the faint scent of alcohol hit my nose. Jason must have noticed too, because his whole demeanor shifted. I could feel the tension radiating off him, his body rigid as Nelson approached. Something about having Nelson here seemed to unsettle Jason in a way that went beyond a simple reunion."Jason," Nelson greeted him, a little smile playing at the corner of his lips. "Didn't expect to see you here. I spotted your car parked in the lot and thought I'd say hello."Jason gave him a stiff nod, his usual charm nowhere to be seen.Nelson's gaze shifted to me, and his eyes widened in surprise. He stood there, helmet in hand, clearly taken aback to see me after all this time. "Lana? I didn't think you'd come back after... everyt
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I could barely feel my own body. It was like I was floating, but every part of me hurt, aching, trembling, and overwhelmed. Jason was driving, his eyes fixed on the road, but I could feel the tension radiating off him. The silence between us wasn't comfortable.It was suffocating.The memories were coming back too fast, too jagged, and I wasn't ready for them. I thought I could handle it, thought I could control it, but with everything that had happened the pressure was unbearable.I pressed my fingers to my temples, trying to block out the rushing thoughts. My breath hitched. I couldn't breathe. It felt like the car was shrinking, closing in on me."Stop the car," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the hum of the engine.Jason didn't seem to hear me, or maybe he was ignoring me. But I couldn't bear it. "Jason… stop the car!" I said louder, my voice shaking.He glanced at me, his eyes wide with concern, and quickly pulled the car over to the side of the road. The moment the car
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The morning sun slipped through the narrow gaps between the blinds, casting soft, golden streaks of light across the room. The warmth touched my skin delicately, like a gentle hand coaxing me from the depths of sleep.I stirred slowly, feeling the rays creep further along my face, their persistence impossible to ignore. It was a quiet, almost tender awakening, as if the sun itself was trying to comfort me after the chaos of the night before.I blinked awake, my eyes adjusting to the soft glow now filling the room. I couldn't quite piece together how I got home, but the familiar weight of Jason's presence reassured me. There was always a sense of safety when he was near, even if that comfort felt complicated now.The low hum of the air conditioning filled the silence, its steady white noise something I often found soothing. It was tempting to drift back into sleep, but the bright morning light wouldn't let me. It felt like the world was nudging me to wake up, to face what had been left
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I froze, my hand still on the doorknob, not turning around. His voice was thick with frustration, with something deeper that I had always tried to push aside. I didn't want to deal with this now, not on top of everything else."I've always been there for you," he continued, the sharp edge in his voice unmistakable. "I'm the one who stayed. The one who held you together when everything fell apart. Samuel's gone, Lana. He's gone. But I'm here."My heart clenched at the mention of Samuel, that familiar pang of loss. But Jason's words stirred something else—guilt, confusion, and the overwhelming pressure of expectations I never asked for.I turned slowly to face him. His expression was a mix of anger and desperation, his hands clenched at his sides. "You always talk about Samuel," he said bitterly. "You can't let go of him. But what about me? Why haven't you ever looked at me that way? I've done everything for you, and yet, it's like I don't even exist to you."His words hit harder than I
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I sat on the edge of the bed, gathered my belongings with trembling hands, stuffing clothes and a few personal items into a suitcase. I promised myself I would return once things were stable. I can't stay here any longer. Not after everything that had happened, not after the mess we were in.Jason had been kind, too kind, but everything had spiraled out of control. I couldn't face him. Not after what he'd done, after the lines he crossed.The guilt gnawed at me, and I couldn't tell where my own sense of shame ended and his manipulation began. I needed to get out.I needed to breathe.As I zipped the suitcase shut, a wave of panic tightened around my chest. What would Jason say? What would he do? My mind flashed back to our last confrontation, the way his eyes had burned with hurt and anger.I took a deep breath and opened the bedroom door, cautiously stepping into the hallway. The living room was empty.No sign of Jason.Maybe he'd gone out. Keeping my steps light, I wheeled my suitca
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A quiet café by the lake.That was where we would meet.Nelson drop me at the venue, "Call me if you need anything." he said softly."I can call a taxi too, please don't worry," I said before closing the door."Sure," he said, trying to smile.The hours leading up to it passed in a haze. My hands trembled slightly as I smoothed down my dress.I wasn't sure why I was so nervous.Maybe because, for the first time in fifteen years, I would finally see the man I had loved more than anything.And he was alive.My heart hammering as I scanned the café.The grand glass windows framed the tranquil waters, while soft instrumental music played in the background with freshly brewed artisanal coffee lingered in the air.It was a place of quiet indulgence, yet somehow, as I stepped inside, I felt its echoes stirring in the silence.I was nervous but hopeful, dressed in a way that made me feel like myself again, like the girl who once dreamed of forever with Sam.When I finally saw him, standing by
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For the first time in years, I woke up feeling… light.No lingering drowsiness from medication.No heaviness pressing against my chest.Just the quiet hum of the morning, the distant crash of waves against the shore, and the warmth of the sun filtering through the curtains.I sat up slowly, letting the realization settle in.I had slept.Truly slept.Without the aid of pills, without waking in cold sweats, without the weight of forgotten memories clawing at the edges of my mind.Since the day Nelson had taken me to the memorial park. He had stood by my side as I faced the past I never knew I had buried so deeply.The guilt, the unanswered questions, the fear of the unknown.Had finally begun to lift.I stepped out onto the balcony, the ocean stretching endlessly before me. The salty breeze kissed my skin, the crash of waves a soothing melody against the silence.For once, I felt calm.Not healed. Not whole.But calm.Everything was still sinking in. The truth about Naomi, the lies Jaso
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"Because I killed him. I killed Bong, Lana!" she admitted with an evil mock.She stood there, the wind whipped around her, catching the loose strands of her hair.Gusts of wind send shivers through my frail body, but rather my lips tremble as I chooses to speak. "You didn't, you didn't...""Lana, I did. I was there." She responded. "I'm the one who removes the evidence; I try to keep him away from you, but my resentment for such an animal, I rather end his life."I feel it back then how my heart break at the truth that the murder of our school security guard who tried to harass me was done by Naomi.Naomi was indeed... trying to protect me.I was hoping it was a hoax, but the truth had been told by Naomi herself tore my heart apart even more."Naomi, why... why did you do that? You could have told me, and I would have been able to help you!""Lana, how could you possibly rescue me? He raped me, destroyed my life, and put my future in jeopardy! Tell me, have any peasants like me gotten
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A faint hum of the engine and the sway of the car pulled me from the depths of sleep.My eyelids felt impossibly heavy, my limbs weighed down as if my body had sunk into the seat.The world outside the window blurred past in muted streaks of grey and green, shrouded in the soft glow of the morning light.I blinked, my mind struggling to catch up.The last thing I remembered was sitting at the dining table with Nelson, his voice low as he suggested something. But the memory was hazy, distorted, as if it belonged to someone else.A faint recollection of waking up sluggishly, getting ready with Mrs. Holland's help, and having breakfast darted across my mind, but not quite tangible.Panic coiled in my chest. I turned, my breath catching as I found Nelson beside me, one hand on the wheel, the other resting lazily on the armrest.His face was calm, but there was something guarded in the way his gaze flickered toward me before settling back on the road."You're awake." His voice was smooth, u
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The guest room prepared for me was a surprising contrast to the rest of the antique grandeur mansion.The walls were painted a soft, muted grey, with a single abstract painting hanging above a sleek platform bed. The bed itself was low and modern, dressed in crisp silky white linens and a lightweight beige throw.Just clean lines and a calm, unpretentious aesthetic.A small bedside table held a simple lamp with a frosted glass shade, casting a warm and inviting glow.A single potted plant. A touch of green against the neutral palette stood on a narrow wooden shelf that ran the length of the wall.The floorboards gleamed too perfectly, polished wood, and the large window opposite the bed framed the darkness outside. A sheer white curtain drifted slightly with the cool night breeze, adding a touch of softness to the otherwise stark room.The warmth of the bath earlier had done little to ease the tension coiled tight in my chest.I lay awake staring at the ceiling, tracing invisible patte
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The winding road felt endless, the hum of Nelson's motorcycle filling the silence between us. The city's glow had long since faded, replaced by the barren fields and a sky bloated with stars, an emptiness of the countryside.Trees lined the path, their shadows stretching ominously under the pale moonlight. My grip on Nelson's jacket tightened as the bike slowed, its headlight glaring at a wrought-iron gate.Nelson pulled off his helmet and reached for his phone. With a quick call, he muttered something I couldn't hear. Moments later, the gates creaked open, revealing a long driveway framed by hedges trimmed to razor-perfect lines casted by a soft golden glow of bulbs.The house at the end of the path loomed, grand yet secluded, with its aged wood and stone exterior.We rolled forward slowly, the bike's engine a low rumble that echoed in the still night. A figure waited by the entrance, an elderly woman, her posture straight and her hands clasped neatly in front of her. She had a calm y
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I had been waiting for him.The moment the motorcycle roared into the car park, I knew Nelson had come. Relief swept over me, momentarily silencing the chaos around me.When Nelson dismounted his bike, pulling off his helmet, his eyes locked onto mine, unwavering and steady. "I'm here," he said simply, his voice firm but calm.I took a shaky breath, the decision already made long before he arrived. "Thank you," I whispered.I took a step toward him, my heart racing, but Jason's voice broke through the stillness, trembling and soft, like a whisper cracking under pressure."This isn't your business, Nelson." Jason snapped.Nelson tilted his head, an almost amused expression crossing his face. "Isn't it? But Lana asked me to help, Jason."Jerry, sensing the brewing storm, interfered, his voice calm but firm. "Let's not do this here."Nelson's expression hardened, his gaze locking on Jason. "I didn't come here to fight. But, Lana had asked for help."Jason's head snapped up, his face a mas
The Girl He Promised to Protect Edge
The cold concrete of the car park pressed up through my soles as if trying to root me in place, but my body moved forward, and the weight of unspoken words pressing down on my chest.Jason walked slightly ahead, his hand gripping my arm as though he feared I might slip away.Not tightly, but firm enough to remind me that, he was in control.Each step echoed the conflict in my heart.The medication effect had begun to fade, but I remained deliberately slow, dragging my feet as if the weight of my hesitation could anchor me in place.I glanced toward Jerry, who walked beside us with his medical bag slung over his shoulder, his face calm but watchful. His presence was the only tether holding me together, his earlier assurance repeating in my mind.Trust me. Stay calm.I wanted to stop, to refuse to take another step. But the pieces of my past clawed their way to the surface, dragging me back to my final year in medical school at Granata.Back then, I'd been trapped in a relationship with
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The first thing I noticed was the soft golden light filtering through the curtains. It was late morning—much later than I ever slept. My body felt heavy, every movement sluggish, as if weighed down by invisible chains.Then Jason's voice broke through the fog."Lana," he called gently. His tone was soothing, warm, yet it grated on my nerves. I blinked, struggling to focus on his face. He sat beside me, leaning slightly forward, a faint smile curving his lips."There you are," he murmured, his fingers brushing my arm. "How are you feeling? Jerry medication helped you rest?"Medication. The word tugged at my hazy memories, the events before I'd drifted off felt distant, like a half-remembered dream.I tried to sit up, but the effort sent a wave of dizziness through me. Jason was quick to steady me, his hand firm on my shoulder."Easy," he coaxed. "No need to rush."I swallowed hard, my throat dry. "Jerry…" I croaked, the name slipping out before I could stop myself.Jason's expression di
