Ethan, a cold New York executive, thought his ailing childhood sweetheart, Claire, was his only priority. He'd banished his pregnant wife, Sarah, to a remote swamp shack, believing she'd failed Claire. But Sarah's banishment was her brutal murder, secretly orchestrated by Claire for her unique blood. Five years later, Claire's mysterious illness returned, sending Ethan, still oblivious, back to the shack for Sarah's power. Instead, he found Leo, a five-year-old boy, Sarah's spitting image. Blinded by obsession, Ethan scoffed at any mention of paternity, dismissing Leo as a "bastard." As Claire feigned agonizing pain, he coldly ordered doctors to drain Leo's blood, convinced it held the cure. My ghostly form hovered, screaming, my hands uselessly passing through my dying son. How could he not see this was his own child? How could he sacrifice our flesh and blood for the very woman who murdered me? His oblivious cruelty was a chilling, bottomless abyss. But as Leo lay lifeless, his blood mingled with Ethan' s own from a cut. Just then, a horrifying secret from my shallow grave began to emerge. The brutal truth of my violent death, and Leo' s true father, would shatter Ethan's world. This devastating revelation would trigger a reckoning he could never escape.
Ethan, a cold New York executive, thought his ailing childhood sweetheart, Claire, was his only priority.
He'd banished his pregnant wife, Sarah, to a remote swamp shack, believing she'd failed Claire.
But Sarah's banishment was her brutal murder, secretly orchestrated by Claire for her unique blood.
Five years later, Claire's mysterious illness returned, sending Ethan, still oblivious, back to the shack for Sarah's power.
Instead, he found Leo, a five-year-old boy, Sarah's spitting image.
Blinded by obsession, Ethan scoffed at any mention of paternity, dismissing Leo as a "bastard."
As Claire feigned agonizing pain, he coldly ordered doctors to drain Leo's blood, convinced it held the cure.
My ghostly form hovered, screaming, my hands uselessly passing through my dying son.
How could he not see this was his own child?
How could he sacrifice our flesh and blood for the very woman who murdered me?
His oblivious cruelty was a chilling, bottomless abyss.
But as Leo lay lifeless, his blood mingled with Ethan' s own from a cut.
Just then, a horrifying secret from my shallow grave began to emerge.
The brutal truth of my violent death, and Leo' s true father, would shatter Ethan's world.
This devastating revelation would trigger a reckoning he could never escape.
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