Six Years A Ghost, Now Real

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as so profound it transcended tears, leaving behind a cold, desolate calm. My son, the reason

I just needed to lie down, to escape the suffocating reality of my life. My mind, howe

, a smug smile playing on her lips, her eyes glittering with malicious triumph. "Sle

d, my voice flat, devoid of emotio

ng on you. Cristian's worried, you know. He really cares about his reputation. He said you were try

have two women orbiting him, one for show and one for pleasure?" I watched her, a strange sense of detachment washing ov

e me. He sees me as his mother now." Her eyes narrowed. "And Cristian? He always wanted me. You were just... convenient." She took ano

t out," I said, my voice barely audible. "Just leave me alone."

object from her pocket. A small, ornate letter opener. And then, in a swift, sick

d, dumbfounded, at her c

ut another piercing scream. "Jillian! What are you d

he hallway. "Kallie!" Cr

loor, clutching her arm, her eyes fixed on me with a look of terrified accusation. "She... she attacked me! She trie

, Kallie on the ground, and his mind immediately filled in the blanks. His eyes, u

felt a searing pain a

ran to Kallie, his arms wrapping around her protectively. "She's hurt, Dad!

my heart. I looked up at Kasen, his face twisted with a resentment I didn't unders

ready! Kallie should be my mom!" His words, sharp and deliberate, were designed to inflict maximu

You're a monster, Jillian." He looked at me w

t all coalesced into a profound, chilling clarity. They were right. I was done. Done with this farce, done with this famil

ce throbbed. "Fine," I rasped, my voice bare

ready. And when I am, you'll regret every single moment you spent under my roof." He grabbed Kallie's arm, pulling her up. "Come on, Kallie. L

nctively went to my lower abdomen, a phantom ache for the life th