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From Ruin: The Photographer's Comeback

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 552    |    Released on: 15/12/2025

ed calm inside. Conrad' s figure, shrinking in the rearview mirror, finally vani

uckles white on the steerin

y smile touching his lips. He was a

k against the seat.

, warm sound. "It was like watching a

ile fading slightly. "He look

My voice

." Corey slowed for a red light. "Like he co

a moment. The name

ad Ke

a low whistle. "Conrad Keller? The Conrad Keller? FBI's golden boy? The one th

still closed. "T

dn't he? He was the lead agent, the one who brought down... wait. Larson. Your

y eyes still closed. "You're

uge. National news for months. The financial mogul, the Ponzi scheme...

ed straight ahead. The tr

id. "He was

The car behind us honk

actually arrested him. Right? Li

look at him. His fac

rey," I said, my voice empty.

lled away from the light, but his gaze kept flick

e finally managed, his

he word like a tombst

our father?" The horror

ding day,"

d the distant city noise. Corey gripped the steering wheel so tightly his kn

information seemed to press down on him. I could see the qu

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From Ruin: The Photographer's Comeback
From Ruin: The Photographer's Comeback
“I was the daughter of a wealthy tycoon, deeply in love with my fiancé, Conrad. But on our wedding day, he arrested my father. My ten-year relationship was a lie. He was an FBI agent, and my best friend, Bonny, was his accomplice. The betrayal shattered me. I was forced into electroshock therapy, which erased my talent for architectural design-the one thing that was truly mine. My life fell apart. After a failed suicide attempt, I was saved by a kind stranger and my father's last words. I rebuilt my life from the ashes, becoming a successful photographer. Years later, Conrad reappeared, full of fake regret, begging for a second chance. I looked at the man who had destroyed me and compared him to a cat that had once bitten me. "I forgave you," I told him, "but I will never trust you again." My friend Corey, acting as my fake husband, defended my honor by punching Conrad in the face. Eventually, Conrad's career imploded due to a scandal involving Bonny. He was ruined. As for me? I was in Paris, my photography career soaring, when I picked up a sketchbook. Miraculously, the lines flowed. My gift was returning. I was finally in control of my own story.”
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