The Secret that Tortured My Life

eing doused with petrol, a young girl, filled with deep compassion, ran to a nearby p

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they sped toward the location. When they arrived, they saw a crowd gathered in the distance. But at

ne of the officers said, pointing

r officer, who wore two stripes on his shoulder, added w

toward them, her f

the one who

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choking this girl! But he claimed he was trying to save her beca

rival, the staff quickly took charge. Richard was rushed to the operating room, while Cynthia was taken to the intensive care unit. The

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one of the nurses gasped as

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amily immediately

d in stitches. Blood bags and IV fluids were connected to his veins.

's son?" she muttered to he

our, the news had spread to Pendragon Secondary School, where many students, eager to see Cynthia, rushed to t

The police weren't far behind in accusing him. Later that evening, he was arrested at school,

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ll loved Cynthia, but he feared the disapproval of his mother and

attempted to end her life. They blamed Larry entirely, believing his letter had been the catalyst.

what I'll do!" Cynthia's father exclaimed, his voice

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. She opened her eyes to find her parents by her side, their faces filled with relief.

nthia sobbed as she tried to tear the IV drip from her arm. Though weak, she attempted

than Larry. Think about us. You're our only child. Pleas

ymore. She felt that her beauty, the one thing she was known for, no longer

nnocent person's death!" she whispe

asked, her voice

n attacked by the angry crowd who thought he was a th

ame here yesterday to check on you. He said his son is slowly

rembling, asked, "Wi

pe," her mother replied, off

now. I need to apologize. I've wro

, staying in bed for three more weeks, r

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led the doorway. She glanced up, startled to see a tall, slender young man standing t

mory. Cynthia, startled by his presence, lifted her gaze. The moment her eyes met his, reco

ght on the cold hospital floor. She walked toward him hesitantly. When she reached

sincere. "One thing I want you to know is that, despite everything, I still l

ed softly, her voice barely above a whisper. She let go o

, following her with his eyes, con

But that fear... that's what made me want to tak

n at least give me a re

whispered, sinking

aled, but something in Cynthia's soul remained deeply bruised. Still, she and Ric

rry from custody. It wasn't easy. Her father resisted, reminding her of wha

hia. She withered quietly-losing weight, sinking into a fog of thought and regret. H

a second chance, but each time he re

psychologist at Queen Margaret Hospital warn

Cynthia had to leave. She was transferred to Kingston to live with her aunt. The move was urgen

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a

usy intersection in Kingston. Two cars collided

school. Unknowingly, it was her presence that had triggered the chaos. The drivers, captivated by the way she m

ity, vast and busy, but somehow, her arrival did not go unnoticed. Her name spread like wil

ted by her presence. Her elegance, her calm, her eye

d her. She was tired-tired of men, tired of wounds disguised as love. T

again. Never would she allow her heart

thought of him often, sometimes unwillingly. There was a corner of her soul that still belonged to him. A quiet, st

r man. And no matter how far she