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CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

The Letter; the beginning of a nightmareSeptember 29, 2003Dearest brother,I'm not sure if you'll ever find or read this letter. But I sincerely hope you do. This is a letter in which I apologize for any lies I told you that caused you considerable damage.I'm sorry for not wanting to go with you when you asked me to escape with you that night. You yelled and screamed at me, telling me what a moron I was for still wanting to stay with our mother despite the fact that I saw her murder our father with my own two eyes…I know you didn't believe me when my mom and I told you it was all self-defense when our father accused mum of stuff and assaulted her. But I still let you believe it happened, and I really regret it.Nonetheless, I believe you deserve to hear the truth fro
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CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

The Letter: The devil"Don't be upset with the young lady, sweetheart." Santi softly let go of mom's hand. While I stood there perplexed, my gaze was drawn to them one by one.Mom gritted her teeth and pointed at me. "Talk to me that way again or I'll cut your tongue off!" Mom growled.Her words made me quiver and shake, but when she left the living room, Santi grinned at me. It wasn't a sincere and comfortable smile; there was something odd about it that I couldn't put my finger on at the moment. When he quietly went out of the room, I was left with the boy I had seen peering through the window the day our father died. I scrunched my brow in curiosity, but he simply bowed down and rushed across the kitchen as if he lived here.I didn't expect you to return home as the darkness fell. Sam, I'd
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CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

 The Letter: Lie in the water's depths. [PART ONE]As soon as you told me your intention to leave the house, I was ecstatic. When I experienced that reaction, it was as if my blood came to life and raced through my veins for the first time in a long time. Neither was it out of disinterest in seeing you again. Because I am proud of you, that is. After all, you took a risk and made the right choice. Because I know Santi doesn't want you in the house, and I'm afraid he’ll kill you if you stay too long.But, before you left, you begged me to come with you. My heart shattered as I realized I couldn't go with you. West Lake—no, the lake house—kept my body and spirit entwined with every aspect of it. Because the agony and terror lingered in me, after Santi gained control of the entire house, I experienced the worst sensation—numbness. I don't feel anything
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CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE [2]

THE CONTINUATION... "I need her."His words accelerated the pace of my heartbeat. It grew so bad that I could hear my pulse racing through my ears. As I hollered at Santi, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up as if something were blocking my airway.Every time he took a step forward, my body was trying so hard to crawl backward as if it had its own mind. My back was suffering from the fall, which was why I couldn't stand up and ran away."N-no... please don't," I cried. I sobbed in desperation, pleading with Santi not to harm me.But his lips were smeared with a wicked grin. When he crouched down and approached me, he encircled me in his arms like if I were a bird without wings. I kept pleading wit
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CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

NO MORE TURNING BACK"Jackie." After hearing Zack's voice from behind their closed door, Jackie gasps and jolts back to reality.She doesn't realize she's crying until her tears fall and soak the piece of paper she's holding. She closed her eyes and tried her best not to tremble while placing the two papers of letters back in the white envelope."Breath, Jackie, breathe..." Jackie repeated to herself, hoping to quiet the pounding in her chest as she leaned against the wall for a few seconds before grabbing the books she put down on the floor. She slid the books back onto the shelf, but she never gripped the two folded letters inside the envelope."Jackie..." Zack called her again, but this time, she was accompanied by knocking. Jackie sighed deeply and smoothed her wrinkled blouse.
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CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

PARADISELizzie is imprisoned on the bed in the dark cellar as a dazzling light bulb flashes directly into her eyes. Even though she tries her hardest to move her eyes, about to become more familiar with her surroundings, she eventually closes her eyes, since the light is too strong and harsh for her to take in. Her hands and feet are tied together as well.Lizzie is so scared; every breath she takes is equivalent to fear as her heartbeat rings in her head. Everything happened so fast that it was hard for her to take it all in. Before she got in this place, Santi and Trevano forced open the door of Zack’s room. At first, they were confused about why they were hasty and acting impatient, but when Santi and Trevano raised their guns, their emotions of worries scattered and changed into fears. They didn’t have the chance to fight back, especially when Santi aimed at Finn be
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CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

FADING MEMORIES"Do you have any déjà vu today, Zack?" Debbie asked, a mischievous smirk on her lips as she gazed out the window at the dreary afternoon sky. She's swinging her hand back and forth, clutching a gun. While the other dragged Zack's left foot to the lake's dock through the back door.Zack fights to breathe while crawling to resist his grandmother from dragging him down the lake with both hands. When he was wailing on the floor over Jackie's lifeless body, numbness struck his foot when he didn't realize Debbie had shot him. And everything happened so rapidly that he didn't have time to think about it. When he witnessed Jackie's terrible condition, time seemed to stand still for him. And it hasn't yet dawned on him whether anything he's seen is true.Because the dock's floor is covered in filth and wood shavings,
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CHAPTER FORTY-NINE

NO ONE WILL"Sam, it's been four months. And until now, he hasn't said a single word, not even calling us as mom or dad." When Olive walks in on Zackary playing with his truck toys on his bedroom floor, she expresses her concern for his past condition.Sam smiled sweetly as he rose from Zack's bed and placed his chin on Olive's shoulder, embracing her from behind."It makes no difference if he refers to us as mom or dad, or just uncle or aunt. What is important is his safety, and now that he is our kid, we will make certain that he will never get harmed again. No one will ever hurt our son as long as he is here." Samuel said as he tightened his embrace around Olive.Olive placed her hands on top of his, which were wrapped around her waist, while her eyes sparkled at Zack's enjoyment of the ca
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CHAPTER FIFTY

DRIFTED BY THE DARKNESS VAST "Your son has dissociative amnesia, a condition in which your child blocks his memory because of acute trauma or stress; it can also be hereditary." The doctor in front of them said. "Based on his testing, his condition is still not so severe, but it could become so if he continues to forget memories." Olive grasped the strap of her sling bag as she returned her gaze to Zack, who was sitting by the window, refusing to play with the toys scattered on the floor mat. Olive's eyes filled with concern, which her husband immediately noticed; Sam reached for her other hand, which was sitting on her lap, and gently squeezed it, which drew her attention. "Does it have a cure?" Olive asked Mr. Peralta; a child psychologist offered them a tight, warm smile and nodded, causing her to sigh with relief.
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CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

BURIED DEEPMay 20, 2021ZackI forced all the air out of my lungs and exhaled as forcefully as I possibly could. Any attempt to get me up only results in me dropping to my knees on the ground, where I end up wailing and sobbing all by myself. Just as I was about to close my eyes, I noticed my grandmother gently fading from my vision as she drifted away with the wave, but instead of floating, the water ate her body, sinking her.I just found myself again and stopped crying when the sunset and the light in the sky faded. I mustered the will to get back on my feet and walk briskly toward the door. My foot is still blazing in pain, as if someone had slammed a mallet into the interior, generating a searing sensation inside of my foot.With he
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