All Chapters of Shadows of the Past: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

OLIVIALook how quickly time passed and how some of what I set out to do I failed to accomplish. I tried to stop Emily’s wedding, but I couldn’t. There was nothing I could have done to warn her about anything. Things would have escalated for the worse and if Kevin found out about our plans, the chances of catching him would have evaporated. Whether it suited me, today I had to watch my sister marry the most dreaded gangster and I couldn’t do anything about it. It gave me a toast to the most dangerous people in society. I was dreaming of a time when they were all caught and locked up, but I certainly still had a long way to go before I got to see my dream come true. It was hard enough seeing Emily surrounded by so many dangerous people without me being able to protect her. It was the hardest day of my career. After such a tense day, the only thing I wanted was to curl up in my comfy bed and get my thoughts in order. And look how instead of planning my next steps, my thoughts w

EMILYI didn’t exchange a word on the road with Olivia. I just sat here, losing myself in painful thoughts. That shocking scene came back to my mind again and again, like a broken record. But I woke up from my reverie when we stopped in front of my sister’s house. She was waiting for me with little Eduard who, as soon as he saw me, jumped into my arms. The smile and the warmth that this little angel, whom I love sincerely, gave me, relieved a little of the anxiety I felt when I saw they had deceived me. I had to admit that I missed him very much, so I quickly let go of my anger and enjoyed that sweet little boy. Although he was only a year old, he knew me very well and loved me very much. I spent a lot of time with him from the moment he was born until I shut myself off from everyone because of Kevin.As I gazed warmly at him and kissed his plump, fluffy cheeks, my little prince, he handed me an envelope. I took it looking in wonder at Olivia, my sister Gaby and my mother who was sl

EMILY I looked around and saw that I was alone. Just me and the beautiful nature. I got convinced the driver who brought me here had left. A swim in the sea was what I needed. I stripped off my clothes and plunged naked into the sea, that comforted me with its foaming waves. I loved swimming naked. On all the holidays I spent with Kevin in the beginning, we only went to deserted beaches where we swam naked. We were having fun and just loving each other. Or at least that’s what I wanted to believe, that we loved each other. After a while Susan started coming with us and the fun wasn’t the same. Now, after a long time, I swam and let go of all the craziness and suffering I had been through. I swam and felt the venom I had built up in my soul being taken by the waves of the sea and carried far out into the open blue. I felt that this was the place where I could rise from the ashes and build a future just for me as I dreamed it and could finally do whatever I wanted without

MIKEOh, my goodness! What did I do wrong? I’d been working with her for a year, the very person I hated so much. She seemed like a madwoman. She was the typical woman with money who had the world at her feet and thought even she could buy life. I refused to think about what my father’s hard-earned fortune was being spent on. Yet when I first saw her, for a second, I felt as if the world beyond had merged with our world and she held me in her arms again and kissed me with that mad passion that only she had. God, how I missed her caresses, her tenderness and gentleness. She was so pure, fragile on the surface, but stronger than anyone could have imagined. After all these years, I still missed her purity and kindness. How was it possible that she was so much like her? I was sure she was that woman. When I was in a coma, my brother called her name. I couldn’t explain how I could hear everything that was being said around me, but I could hear the doctors saying that they didn’t give me

EMILYAfter Mike left, I retired to my office to see the new piece of equipment Olivia had gifted me with. It was a brand new laptop. A brand recognized as the best. I’ve been wanting a computer like that for a long time. I could write my novels with it, but I could also set up my covers, my advertising materials. Any new novel needed a bit of promotion. A brief story about the subject of the book, set up spectacularly, attracted thousands of readers. I loved doing everything on my own and not depending on others. At first, I was working with a graphic designer, but we never got along. Either I didn’t know how to explain or he found it hard to understand the feelings my work was supposed to express. I sat down at the computer with a mad desire to write. When I saw myself in front of it, alone, my mind froze, giving place to a great emptiness, as if someone had come in and wiped out all the ideas I’d had a moment before. I sat hoping that I had still got out at least a few ideas th