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ing a black trench coat that fluttered in the soft wind like a raven's wing. She moved with urgency, almost as if haunted by time, and approached a discreet mailbox marked PRIVATE on the far end of the

to memory, echoing bac

ainfully aware of the power she wielded. Allen Walker was seventeen-a British diplomat's son with the kind of smile that disarmed sens

love. He watched her from a distan

eir inhibitions. Beneath the whispering willows and the drowsy sun, they fell into each other with breathless passion, shedd

awn by some ancient spell. And each time, love burne

nservative father. He viewed Allen not as a boy in love with his daughter, but as a threat-a di

whispers, the late-night moans. She married a man she barely k

woman with secrets stitched beneath desi

lking businessman with a past as murky as his smile, was drawn to her like a moth to flame. Their love story

, wore a mask of innocence, hiding the fact that she was investigating him for a private cli

s came with a

s. They danced around the truth like seasoned actors, never breaking character. When Allen proposed a weekend getaway to Rome, it was

th the lies, a flicker

tears, though he knew she'd likely manipulated the situation. And when Allen was hospitalized after

ther. Yet, in those rare moments when their lies collapsed, what remained between them was raw, real, an

here Rebecca was composed chaos, Racheal was controlled elegan

ted. Isolated. Often seen talking to himself in mirrors. He l

w too much for her own good. She kept secrets like troph

, raised in whispers. A reminder of the family's fr

per. It held memories, blood, and betrayal. And when it

they found their way back-quietly, urgently. They met in rented apartments, country motels, and Allen's office

rict Christian law. Pregnancy outside wedlock was not just taboo

en swore it would be the last mistake. They paid doctors in back alleys, used pseudonyms, paid in cash, and bur

for help, but they couldn't risk exposure. Allen's political ambitions would be dashed, and Rebecca would face trial or worse if the truth emerged. The evid

box that night didn't hold gossip.

eld p

a strange call with no voice, just the sound of her heartbeat echoed back to her. Allen discovered that his office had been ransacked, but nothing had bee

m was g

e, no one wou