From Ashes, A Phoenix Rises

From Ashes, A Phoenix Rises

Gavin

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My 21st birthday, meant for celebrating my engagement to Ethan, turned into a nightmare when Brooklyn's "art installation" exploded, disfiguring me. Caleb and Ethan, my brother and fiancé, feigned concern, but a phantom "gossip blog" in my vision exposed their gruesome truth. They weren't protecting me; they were using my injury as an excuse to exile and neglect me, diverting my critical burn medicine to Brooklyn while plotting to steal her tech. The blog revealed their plan: to commit me to a remote facility once their scheme was complete, while they praised my tormentor. They stripped me of my home, sent thugs to "therapy" me, and Ethan shamelessly broke our engagement, leaving me to face violence. The betrayal reached its horrifying peak on my 22nd birthday when Brooklyn desecrated my mother's bracelet, and my own brother and fiancé dragged me into a frigid lake. They repeatedly submerged me, watching my wounds bleed, all for their twisted corporate gains. How could the people who swore to love me unleash such calculated cruelty? My burning pain and utter dehumanization revealed their true faces. Lying bloody by the lakeside, as the phantom blog vanished, I realized the full depth of their treachery-and found my unshakeable resolve to fight back and escape their grasp forever.

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My 21st birthday, meant for celebrating my engagement to Ethan, turned into a nightmare when Brooklyn's "art installation" exploded, disfiguring me.

Caleb and Ethan, my brother and fiancé, feigned concern, but a phantom "gossip blog" in my vision exposed their gruesome truth.

They weren't protecting me; they were using my injury as an excuse to exile and neglect me, diverting my critical burn medicine to Brooklyn while plotting to steal her tech.

The blog revealed their plan: to commit me to a remote facility once their scheme was complete, while they praised my tormentor.

They stripped me of my home, sent thugs to "therapy" me, and Ethan shamelessly broke our engagement, leaving me to face violence.

The betrayal reached its horrifying peak on my 22nd birthday when Brooklyn desecrated my mother's bracelet, and my own brother and fiancé dragged me into a frigid lake.

They repeatedly submerged me, watching my wounds bleed, all for their twisted corporate gains.

How could the people who swore to love me unleash such calculated cruelty?

My burning pain and utter dehumanization revealed their true faces.

Lying bloody by the lakeside, as the phantom blog vanished, I realized the full depth of their treachery-and found my unshakeable resolve to fight back and escape their grasp forever.

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