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Broken heart

HaraldMy heart was in pieces, divided between the love I once felt and the hate that grew every second. I stared at Glory, pointing the gun with a trembling hand, and the question rang in my mind: how could I be so blind? How could I love someone so deeply and be betrayed in such a vile way?"You destroyed everything," I said, voice breaking as tears burned my eyes. "In the end, you always loved money more than anything, Glory."She looked at me with wide eyes, as if she was seeing something broken inside me. I saw the reflection of fear dancing in his pupils. She opened her mouth to respond, but I continued, unable to stop myself. The anger and pain overflowed, my every word was a cut, an exposed wound."It was because of your greed that you didn't want to be with me in the beginning, when we met," I spat out the words, feeling the weight of disappointment. "I was willing to give you all the love, everything I had, but you chose to marry a man like my father because of your greed. W
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My son

HaraldDriving home was like going through a dark, never-ending tunnel. The road seemed to go on forever, each bend heavier than the last. Candace was beside me, quiet and exhausted, and the tension between us was palpable. I tried to concentrate, but the image of Gloria staring at me, the lies she had told, the hatred and betrayal she represented... all of it swirled through my mind like a storm.Candace held my hand, her fingers intertwined with mine, seeking comfort in a silence that said more than any words. I could feel her shaking, her fear and exhaustion, but also her strength. She was there, by my side, and that was all I needed at the moment.We arrived home in the middle of the night. The darkness of night seemed to have swallowed the house, and only the faint glow of the moon illuminated the garden as I helped Candace out of the car. I opened the door, feeling the weight of tiredness, pain and the choices I had to make. That place was supposed to be a refuge, but now everyt
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The revenge

Nancy I thought I was sleeping next to Jake, but when I reached for the space where he should have been, I felt only the cold emptiness of the sheets. The room was dark, lit only by the dim light coming through the curtain. I looked at the clock: it was dawn. Restlessness took over me, and I got up, pulling my nightgown down and leaving the room.The house was silent, almost oppressively calm, and I began looking for him in each room, one by one. As he walked, old and bitter memories emerged, hidden in every corner of the mansion. I wanted to push them back, but it was impossible. They were always there, waiting for a moment of weakness to appear.As I walked around the house, I heard muffled children. My feet stopped instinctively, and I held my breath, trying to listen more carefully. There were grunts and groans—coming from the direction of the basement. The feeling of anguish grew inside me, and I went towards the children.When I opened the cellar door, the air was heavy and col
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The vigilante couple

Nancy The sun's rays slowly faded over the horizon, dyeing the sky orange and purple, as Jake and I cuddled together on the porch floor. The smell of cut grass and the gentle breeze brought a touch of serenity to the moment, contrasting with the whirlwind of emotions that were boiling inside me. Jake was smoking a cigarette, his arm firmly around my neck, and I allowed myself to close my eyes for a moment, diving into thoughts of everything that brought me here.So many fights, so many wounds. Memories of a past that I tried to forget, but that insisted on returning. Bruce and his lies, his betrayals. My heart sank as I remembered the unfulfilled promises, the forced marriage, the stolen adolescence. But there, on that porch, with Jake by my side, I finally felt like I had found a way.“Do you think it’s time?” Jake asked, his voice low, almost as if he was afraid of what I might say. He looked at me with a serious look, but there was also a light of hope in his eyes.I nodded, my mi
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Sadness

AmberIt was a sunny morning in New York, and I was in the kitchen of my luxurious apartment, preparing breakfast. The smell of toasting bread mixed with the aroma of fresh coffee, creating a welcoming atmosphere. I loved these quiet moments, especially when I could share them with Peter, my younger brother. He was only ten years old, but he was such an intelligent and sensitive child. Life was good, or at least it was until that moment.While I was buttering the bread, I turned on the television to listen to the news. I wasn't too interested at first, I just left the volume low while I moved the pans. But then, the words “prison” and “father” began to stand out from the crowd of everyday news stories. I frowned, not wanting to believe what I was hearing.“It appears that famous businessman and philanthropist, Bruce Morton, of Morton Companies, was arrested this morning on charges of fraud and money laundering,” the host said, and my heart sank. What was happening? My father?I jumped
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The final recognition

HaraldThe next morning, I woke up before everyone else. The house was quiet, and a silence took over the environment. I looked at Candace, who was sleeping peacefully next to me, with a peaceful expression, as if all her problems had disappeared. Ivor slept in the next room, which gave me a peace I couldn't describe. I knew how precious that calm was, and after everything we'd been through the day before, I felt incredibly grateful.I got up slowly, trying not to make any noise so as not to wake them up, and went to the kitchen. The idea of preparing breakfast for my family came without me having to think too much. I wanted to show, even if in a simple way, how much they meant to me. Candace, eight months pregnant, deserved all the love in the world, and I wanted her to know that. As for Ivor, I wanted him to feel how much he was part of us, a fundamental part of our family.I prepared pancakes, something Ivor always asked for on weekends, with fruit and honey. I also made toast and
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Finally tried and convicted

NancyThe days leading up to Bruce's trial were like a gathering storm, each moment heavier than the last. Finally, the day had arrived. I was in court, the place where the truth would finally have a chance to shine, where I could expose everything he had done. After twenty years of marriage, it wasn't just my past that was at stake; It was the justice we had been waiting for.When I entered the courtroom, a wave of emotions washed over me. The atmosphere was cold and austere, with the smell of polished wood and old paper. Bruce was there, sitting in the dock, wearing an orange prison uniform. He seemed so indifferent, so distant. His gaze was empty, as if the entire weight of his actions had no effect on him. It was surreal to see him there—a man who had caused so much suffering, now reduced to a number.Jake was in the front row, his gaze steady and determined. He sent me an encouraging smile, and I remembered how hard he had fought alongside me. Harald was a little further back, a
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The resistance

AmberI stood frozen in front of the TV, my heart sinking, as I watched the news of my father's trial. There he was, in that orange uniform, his wrists cuffed, surrounded by security guards. The image was devastating, though not completely unexpected. I knew this moment was coming, but witnessing it, seeing his expression so blank and lacking its usual sparkle, was more than I was prepared to face. This was the man who had always been the central figure in my life, the pillar of our family, and now he had publicly fallen.He has always been a figure of power and authority, a steady presence that inspired me to move forward, but also secretly terrified me. There was always something in his eyes and in his words that made it clear: he was capable of anything to achieve what he wanted. This, at first, fascinated and intimidated me, but as I grew up, I began to realize the consequences of this “anything.” There were rumors of obscure negotiations, of alliances broken without explanation,
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My freedom

AmberAs soon as I passed through the entrance, I noticed that the atmosphere was strange. It was one of those galas, planned to be perfect, full of guests in expensive clothes and smiles that didn't seem genuine. I felt like I was in a showcase, observed by eyes that judged without disguise. People, one by one, moved away when they saw me, as if the mere fact that I was there bothered them or, worse, embarrassed them. The barely concealed whispers, the sideways glances, the giggles... everything seemed like a stark contrast to what this same crowd was like to me before, when everyone wanted to fawn over me and everyone wanted to be by my side.I took a deep breath, forcing myself to keep my head up. I was used to being Amber, the influencer, the daughter that everyone wanted around to take photos of to appear on my networks. My presence has always been associated with status. But today… today it felt like I was a nuisance, a walking embarrassment. Every face turned and every look tha
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My redemption

AmberThe night was silent when I left that party. Everything around me seemed muffled, as if the darkness and cold had the power to freeze the memories that tried, tirelessly, to emerge in my mind. I got into the car, closed the door and let the engine growl gently before deciding my destination. There was no other place I could go but there.I drove through the empty streets until I reached the cemetery. The iron gate creaked, almost as if announcing my arrival. The path to Kris's grave seemed longer than I remembered, but perhaps it was my guilty conscience that made each step difficult. When I finally stopped in front of the tombstone, a whirlwind of emotions invaded me. Kris. The boy who pretended to be my boyfriend for three years. The boy who was thrown into the middle of the lies and manipulations that my father and I created. And he paid with his life.I knelt down slowly, looking at the cold tombstone. If I could go back, I would change everything, I would undo every mistake
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