Rachael’s head whipped around, her heart leaping into her throat. Her eyes scanned the area, and then she saw him-her son, Jamal, running towards her with a broad, innocent smile on his face. Her vision blurred with tears as she rushed forward, her legs feeling like they had a new burst of energy.
Rachael’s world tilted as she stared at Victor, memories flooding back with a vengeance, hitting her like a ray of light. She could still remember that day—the sterile scent of the hospital room, the ache in her heart, and the cold, empty spot beside her where Victor was supposed to be. He hadn’t
But Chloe was far from done. Her eyes blazed with fury as she advanced on him, her fists clenched at her sides, trembling with the anger of years. “What the hell gives you the right to touch our kids?!” she screamed, her voice dripping with venom. “What, were you planning to kidnap them? Is that i
Rachael’s heart clenched at the words, fury bubbling up from the deepest parts of her. She stepped forward, her body tense and protective, her glare piercing right through Victor. “Don’t you dare,” she hissed, her voice low and trembling with rage. “Don’t you dare open your filthy mouth and call h
Jamal’s laughter echoed as he ran toward Damian, his little legs moving as fast as they could carry him. “Uncle Damian!” he called out, his voice filled with joy that made the tension in the air feel momentarily lighter. Damian crouched just in time to catch him, lifting Jamal effortlessly, ruffli
Victor stared up at him, a mix of anger, shame, and something that almost looked like fear in his bloodshot eyes. He tried to speak, but all that came out was a strangled groan. Damian let go of his collar, shoving him backward with disdain. Victor landed on his back, staring at the sky, his chest
Damian glanced at Rachael as he drove, his hands gripping the steering wheel tighter with each mile. He could sense the quiet tremors in her breath, the faint sobs she was trying to hide. Today’s events had stirred something deep within her, reopening wounds that were never truly healed. Jamal, se
He looked at her, taken aback. “But you’re clearly shaken up. It’s okay to take a break….” Rachael cut him off, her voice steady despite the emotional strain she was under. “I’m fine, okay? You can’t just cancel what you took your time to plan because of this small shenanigan.” Her words were sharp
Victor’s eyes darted around wildly, searching for any sign of mercy. But there was none. “You can’t… you can’t do this to me,” he choked out, but the officer just chuckled, straightening up. “Goodbye, Victor,” the police officer said, his tone filled with finality. “May you feel every second of wha
*Epilogue Of How Victor Died*** Victor’s vision was dimming, the sterile brightness of the hospital lights barely piercing through the fog clouding his mind. His chest heaved, each breath labored and shallow, but he refused to show fear, even as a sharp, unrelenting pain gripped his heart like a
Racheal's eyes widened, filled with horror and disbelief. She recoiled, instinctively clutching Anna closer to her chest. "No… no, you don’t mean…" Her voice trailed off, her mind racing to deny the awful truth. "Oh my God!" She staggered, pressing a hand against her mouth, her fingers trembling as
Damian took a slow, hesitant step forward, his gaze never wavering from her. His eyes were filled with a longing so intense it could have brought the stars to their knees. He reached out, his hand trembling as he brushed his fingertips against her cheek, his touch warm and achingly real, grounding
But Anna kept crying, her tiny voice piercing through the calm rhythm of the ocean waves, rattling Racheal’s nerves. She tried everything—bouncing, rocking, singing softly. Nothing eased the crying. Feeling defeated, she finally set Anna down on the sand, her heart heavy, only for the little girl
**A Year Later** He was gone. Two words. They carry the weight of a world collapsing, the brutal truth that life can end without warning, without mercy. Death is so final, so unforgiving. They say it’s a thief that steals more than just a heartbeat. It takes away laughter, shared secrets, future
Victor’s eyes gleamed with delight, an almost feral hunger as he watched Damian crumble. He tilted his head, studying Damian’s broken form with a twisted satisfaction. “Oh, Damian,” he purred, relishing each syllable. “Look at you… crawling, sobbing, like a dog begging for scraps. It’s delicious.
What’s the matter, Rachel? Suddenly shy? I said fucking strip bitch! Fucking strip you fucking slut!” he taunted, cocking his head with cruel amusement. “Or do you need another… reminder?” Her breath hitched, her eyes darting to the man Victor had just killed, the blood still pooling on the cold fl
Rachel’s heart seized, her chest tightening painfully. “No!” she gasped, her voice cracking, terror rushing through her veins as she tried to grab her son swiftly before victor got a hold of him. But before she could move, Victor’s hand shot out, grabbing Jamal’s arm in a crushing grip. Jamal strug