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A mother's cry
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2025-02-07 14:39:35
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The grand dining room was immaculate, its polished mahogany table glinting under the soft glow of the crystal chandelier. The servants moved like shadows, their footsteps silent as they placed dish after dish of delicacies before the family. Suzanne Smith sat quietly, her hands folded in her lap, her heart heavy with an all-too-familiar tension.Her mother-in-law, Beatrice Landford, perched at the head of the table like a queen, her hawk-like eyes scanning Suzanne with barely concealed disdain. Beatrice’s perfectly coiffed hair and pristine pearl necklace only added to her air of superiority.“And how long has it been now?” Beatrice’s voice cut through the air like a blade, her tone dripping with judgment. She didn’t bother to look directly at Suzanne, instead slicing into her roast lamb with clinical precision.Suzanne stiffened, her stomach churning. She knew exactly where this conversation was headed. “Three years,” she said softly, her voice steady despite the storm brewing inside
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Suzanne’s heart raced as she felt a wave of cold panic surge through her. Her body trembled, but her mind was in a haze. The weight of the situation pressed down on her like a suffocating blanket.Charles’s eyes locked onto hers, the malicious glint in them clear. He approached her with slow, deliberate steps, and Suzanne’s body instinctively recoiled, but she had nowhere to retreat. The bedframe pressed into her back, the coldness of the sheets beneath her offering no comfort."Do you think you can defy me?" he asked, his voice low, menacing. "You’ve forgotten your place, Suzanne. Let me remind you."She opened her mouth to speak, to fight back with whatever strength she had left, but her words caught in her throat. His hand was already at her back, pulling the fabric of her dress down, exposing her skin.“No, please,” she whispered, her voice cracking. The plea hung in the air, weak and desperate, but Charles didn’t listen. With a swift movement, he raised his belt, the leather col
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Suzanne adjusted her black gown, carefully pulling it down to cover every inch of her bruised skin. The fabric hugged her form, but it felt like a suffocating reminder of her helplessness. She had made sure to wear long sleeves and a high neckline to hide the marks Charles had left, praying no one would notice. Her reflection in the mirror seemed distant, like she was looking at a woman she barely recognized anymore. Her face, though made up, still betrayed the exhaustion in her eyes. She could feel the weight of the day pressing down on her, the exhaustion from last night, the humiliation from this morning, and now the looming dread of the event."Get down here, Suzanne!" Beatrice's voice sliced through the air, demanding, harsh. Suzanne could already feel her mother-in-law's eyes boring into her, judging her every move.Suzanne grabbed her handbag, clutching it tightly as if it might give her the strength she so desperately needed. She hurried down the stairs, her mind racing. But a
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The nurse turned toward her, noting the sudden change in Suzanne’s expression. "Is everything alright, Mrs. Langford?"Suzanne blinked, snapping out of her daze. She hadn’t realized she was holding her breath, but now that it had returned, it came in shallow, uneven gasps. "Dr. Carter... he’s... he's the one treating me?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.The nurse nodded. "Yes, that's right. He’s one of our top specialists. He should be here shortly." She didn’t seem to notice the storm of emotions swirling inside Suzanne. "If you need anything in the meantime, just let me know."Suzanne barely heard her. Her mind was too busy, replaying memories of her and Liam—his warm brown eyes, his laughter, the way he always seemed to know what she needed before she even said it. She had pushed all those memories into the deepest corners of her mind, but now, with the mention of his name, they came rushing back, unbidden and impossible to ignore.Liam had wanted to be a doctor even ba
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As Beatrice stepped into the room, her face immediately shifted from the sharp, calculated expression she had worn moments before into one of exaggerated concern. She approached Suzanne’s bed with an air of false tenderness, placing a hand delicately on her arm. "Suzanne, darling, you look pale," she said, her voice dripping with feigned worry. "What happened? You should be resting."Suzanne didn’t even flinch at the touch, having long learned to block out the hollow sympathy Beatrice always offered. The nurse had already checked on her, but Beatrice would never pass up an opportunity to stage her drama.Before Suzanne could respond, Beatrice’s sharp eyes flicked toward Liam, who was standing off to the side, silent and observing. She gave him a quick glance, as if assessing whether his presence was even appropriate. But instead of confronting him directly, she turned back to Suzanne, drawing attention away from the tension."We’ve been waiting until the function was over before we co
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As Beatrice was escorted out, Sarah and Charles stood in the hallway, the tension between them thickening.“You said you wouldn’t sleep with her, Charles,” Sarah hissed, her anger barely contained. “But here we are, with you making babies with her.”Charles's jaw tightened, frustration evident in his eyes. "It happened the day I came back drunk, Sarah. It meant nothing."Sarah’s face flushed with rage. “If you don’t fix this, Charles, I swear I’ll leave. I’m not going to keep playing these games.”She turned to walk away, but Charles grabbed her wrist, halting her. His grip was firm, and when he spoke again, his voice was low but commanding.“I found something about Suzanne,” he said, his words sharp.Her curiosity piqued, Sarah stopped, narrowing her eyes. “What do you mean, something about Suzanne?”Charles leaned in closer, his gaze cold. “She’s hiding a lot more than just her pregnancy."---The next day came faster than Suzanne expected. She was still trying to process everything
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The wails of the sickly toddler pierced through the grand Langford estate, echoing in the lavish but cold nursery. Sarah sat motionless on the edge of a velvet chaise, staring blankly ahead, her manicured nails drumming against the armrest. The child’s cries grated against her nerves, each sob a reminder of everything she had lost, everything she had been denied.Charles had barely looked at her since the birth. Beatrice had sneered at her in that condescending way of hers, making it clear that Sarah had failed—again."A sickly child?" Beatrice’s voice dripped with disappointment the night Sarah had given birth. "Pathetic. You were supposed to strengthen this family, not weaken it with an invalid.""You expect me to celebrate this?" Charles had added coldly, barely sparing his daughter a glance. "You were supposed to give me an heir, not a burden."Sarah had laughed bitterly that night, lying weak in the hospital bed, their words slicing deeper than any scalpel ever could. She had giv
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Charles’ voice came through the phone line, sharp and demanding. “Anna, what do you mean Suzanne’s gone?”Anna stood outside, staring down at the phone in her trembling hand. The words were hard to say, but she forced them out. “She… she left, Charles. I don’t know where she went, but she packed up everything and walked out.”There was a brief silence before Charles spoke again, his voice tight with frustration. “What do you mean, she left? Why would she leave? Anna, what the hell is going on?”Anna’s chest tightened as she gathered the strength to continue. “She found out about the oath. The promise you made to Sarah’s parents… that you’d marry her and take care of her. Suzanne knows everything.”Charles let out a sharp breath, and then the line went dead.“Charles?” Anna’s voice wavered with confusion. “Charles?”The call had ended abruptly.A loud, mocking laugh interrupted her thoughts. Anna whipped her head around, eyes burning with fury, to see Sarah standing in the doorway of t
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Suzanne stumbled into the house, her body heavy with exhaustion, but her mind even more so. Her eyes burned with unshed tears as she dragged herself through the door, fighting the weight of everything she had just learned. She moved slowly, her steps faltering with each breath, as if her entire world was crashing around her.Just as she reached the base of the stairs, she felt her foot catch. Her body lurched forward, but before she could lose balance, a steady hand grasped her arm.“Suzy? Are you alright?” Anna’s voice was soft, filled with concern as she helped Suzanne steady herself.Suzanne barely glanced at her, her eyes cast downward. She took a deep breath, willing herself to hold it together. She lifted her leg to take another step up the stairs but nearly missed it, causing her to grip the railing tightly. Anna’s hand hovered, ready to help.“I’m fine,” Suzanne snapped, her voice tight. She raised a hand, stopping Anna. “I’ll take care of myself.”Anna didn’t back off. “Suzy,
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Suzanne pushed open the heavy doors of the lounge, the dim lighting inside contrasting with the brightness of the night outside. Sarah was sitting at the far end of a long, sleek table, her fingers tapping lightly on the surface. The moment she spotted Suzanne, her lips curled into a small, almost mocking smile.“Over here,” Sarah called, her voice cold but calm.Suzanne’s heart raced. She had no idea what this meeting was about, but she already felt her patience thinning. She approached the table, glancing around, her eyes narrowing as she finally faced Sarah.“What do you want, Sarah?” Suzanne’s voice was steady, but the tension in the air was palpable.Sarah shifted in her seat, her eyes meeting Suzanne's with a deliberate coolness. “I wanted to speak with you. About Charles.”Suzanne’s brows furrowed. “Charles? What could you possibly want to say about him?”"Oh, come on, baby. Sit down and relax. Let me get the bartender," Sarah said, raising her hand to call over the bartender,
