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MY BROTHER IS A DEVIL
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These were hectic days of preparation and last-minute rushes, fueled by a sense of excitement and anticipation, right before my wedding to Seth. Invitations were all out, the arrangements were being finalized, and the house was abuzz with energy in anticipation of a celebration. Seth and I would finally tie the knot and solidify our bond amongst a loving family and great friends.Anne had moved back to our parents' with Emily, hoping for their help in tending to the confusion of being a new mother. I missed her, yet I knew she needed a stable environment to acclimate herself to life with her daughter. But even so, there existed in the air almost tangibly the sense of hope and renewal.One afternoon, while Seth was out doing errands, I lay at home alone. The house was quiet, and for one moment, I enjoyed the peace in the midst of wedding mania. I stood at the stove, stirring a pot of soup absent-mindedly, when I heard the noise from the back of the house. My heart jumped, and my stomach
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Life with Seth had fallen into a comfortable rhythm following our wedding. Content, in love, and ready to start our life free from darkness—this was what we were. But Noah's presence still loomed over my head like some dark cloud that refused to dissipate. Even after marrying Seth, there came frequent bouquets of flowers, each bearing a card attached in Noah's handwriting. Those cards had different words, but their meaning remained the same: his longing to see me, that I was supposed to be with him.We had asked security in detail to prevent anyone from entering the premises without our express permission, and it did the trick for some time at least. The flowers and cards arrived at the gate, where the staff would dump them, preventing them from reaching me. Still, Noah's relentless pursuit was more than a little unnerving, this sense of always being watched, always being waited for.No sooner had we begun to breathe a little easier, thinking maybe Noah had finally given up on his purs
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I sat at the very end of the bed, my heart thumping as I just stared at the door. The room was smothering. The walls seemed to close in on me with each second. Noah had locked me in an apartment that he had bought expressly to keep me hidden from the world. The windows were barred, and I could see outside the door guards who had taken their place to prevent me from leaving. It was now that the feeling of being caged finally washed over me like a wave, and it was an effort to maintain steady breathing.How had this happened? I thought about all the warnings, all the red flags that I had ignored. I should have known Noah wouldn't give up so easily. Even after all that, a piece of me had still hoped he would turn his back on all this eventually, that he would see reason. Now that hope seemed foolish, almost childish.I heard footsteps, so my body stiffened. Slowly, the door opened, and there he was—Noah. He dominated the room; a sense of familiarity and fear overtook me. At one time in my
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I sat at the foot of the bed, staring at the door, my heart hammering in my chest. The sense of powerlessness wrapped me in a smothering blanket, making each breath a little more labored than the previous one. Noah had confined me to this apartment. His twisted form of love turned into prison. My situation was unmistakable—I was trapped, and the man I loved turned stranger, obsessed and unhinged.I heard movement outside the door, and my body naturally straightened. The door creaked, and there he was—Noah. His presence seemed to fill the room, carrying an intoxicating mixture of fear and confusion. I had tried reasoning with him, pleading that he let me go, think about Anne, his wife, and his unborn child, but Noah was beyond reasoning now. Obsessiveness had completely taken over his mind."Christie," he said softly, his voice that unnerving blend of tender and determined. "I brought dinner."I watched as he brought a tray into the room to place upon the small table beside the bed. The
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