Forever With My Children

Forever With My Children

Gavin

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The last thing I remembered was the cold, damp earth on my knees, kneeling before Liam' s grave as my wife, Olivia, stood over me, her beautiful face a mask of pure hatred. "This is where you belong, Ethan. At his feet." I had believed her promise of a child, an heir, would free me from her cruel games and secure our future. Instead, her obsession with her dead childhood sweetheart, Liam, led her to deliberately delay the C-section for our twins, costing them their lives. Then, she had her guards beat me to death. But I woke up. In a sterile white hospital room, the rhythmic beeping of a machine in my ears, I saw Olivia, seemingly unchanged, on the phone, ordering the very delay that doomed our children in my first life. My heart, which I thought was empty, throbbed with a dull ache as she publicly declared another child - Liam' s son, Lucas - her sole heir, and callously ordered my own babies to be "gotten rid of." Paternal love surged, and I rushed to protect them, only to be struck down. I awoke again, beaten and framed for attacking them, mocked by Olivia and the fake Liam. Then came the chilling realization: Olivia, too, remembered. She knew about my "second chance" and taunted me with it. She used my dying father, his life hanging by a thread in the same hospital, as leverage. When I reluctantly agreed to her demands, she killed him right in front of me, shattering my world. Imprisoned in the dark basement of our old mansion with the bodies of my dead children, utter despair consumed me. How could this be happening again? Why did she hate me so much, across two lifetimes? Why couldn't I escape this nightmare? But Olivia's twisted victory was short-lived. The very betrayal she orchestrated began to unravel, revealing Liam' s true identity as a con man and Lucas as a stranger' s child. The architect of my torment had built her empire on a foundation of lies, and now, it was all about to come crashing down.

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The last thing I remembered was the cold, damp earth on my knees, kneeling before Liam' s grave as my wife, Olivia, stood over me, her beautiful face a mask of pure hatred.

"This is where you belong, Ethan. At his feet."

I had believed her promise of a child, an heir, would free me from her cruel games and secure our future.

Instead, her obsession with her dead childhood sweetheart, Liam, led her to deliberately delay the C-section for our twins, costing them their lives.

Then, she had her guards beat me to death.

But I woke up.

In a sterile white hospital room, the rhythmic beeping of a machine in my ears, I saw Olivia, seemingly unchanged, on the phone, ordering the very delay that doomed our children in my first life.

My heart, which I thought was empty, throbbed with a dull ache as she publicly declared another child - Liam' s son, Lucas - her sole heir, and callously ordered my own babies to be "gotten rid of."

Paternal love surged, and I rushed to protect them, only to be struck down.

I awoke again, beaten and framed for attacking them, mocked by Olivia and the fake Liam.

Then came the chilling realization: Olivia, too, remembered.

She knew about my "second chance" and taunted me with it.

She used my dying father, his life hanging by a thread in the same hospital, as leverage.

When I reluctantly agreed to her demands, she killed him right in front of me, shattering my world.

Imprisoned in the dark basement of our old mansion with the bodies of my dead children, utter despair consumed me.

How could this be happening again?

Why did she hate me so much, across two lifetimes?

Why couldn't I escape this nightmare?

But Olivia's twisted victory was short-lived.

The very betrayal she orchestrated began to unravel, revealing Liam' s true identity as a con man and Lucas as a stranger' s child.

The architect of my torment had built her empire on a foundation of lies, and now, it was all about to come crashing down.

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