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From Ruin: The Photographer's Comeback

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 645    |    Released on: 15/12/2025

ting blanket. Corey kept his eyes on the road, but I could feel his discomfort. His slight shifts in the

ow." His voice was low, filled with ge

ine, Corey. You didn't k

the betrayal-those sharp edges had long since dulled. What

most to myself. "It feels like someone el

ity traffic. The air in the car remained charged, despite my

e still clutched in my hand. It was

bject almost comically transparent. "This file. Was that why you

he cover. It felt cold under my thumb.

nodded slo

sk what els

h," I said, the words com

e, his eyes wide with surprise

essive form of cancer they only discovered a few months ago." My voice was monotone, reciting facts, not fe

. The city lights blurr

free. And don't ever let that bastard win.'" A small, humorless sm

ht me how to ride a bike, who always told me I could achieve anything. He never blamed me for anything. He always tried to shield me from his world, eve

ed through the numbness. A flee

nd through my hair. "My story, I mean. It's

queezed my arm. "I'm here to li

orious white-collar criminal's daughter, who was once married to the FBI agent who

ful self. "I can handle a long story. Es

y. Ready to finally tell the story, not

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“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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