Sister-In-Law's Jealousy

“My life was woven from Montana's wind and the whisper of ancient spirits, far from Washington D.C.'s noise. As a tribal healer, I lived connected to the land, but when my brother, Senator Julian Vance, called, his voice tight with desperation, I knew I had to go. His wife, Vicky, was dying, and modern medicine had failed her; I came to save her, to offer healing beyond what doctors understood. Instead, I stepped into a nightmare. The moment I arrived, Vicky lunged at me, eyes blazing with a jealousy I couldn't comprehend. She accused me of being a "homewrecker," her rage unchecked as her entourage joined in. They desecrated my sacred tools, the very conduits of my power, stomping them to splinters. My young apprentice, Lena, barely out of her teens, was mercilessly murdered protecting me. Then, in a final, horrifying act of malice, Vicky herself plunged a letter opener into my eyes, stealing my sight; I lay there, blind and broken, my world plunged into utter darkness. Why this monstrous, unprovoked assault? What deep-seated rot drove a woman to such extreme, unhinged violence against the very person trying to save her? How could such hatred be born from a false accusation? The pain of Lena's death and my stolen sight gnawed at my soul, demanding answers. Just as all hope seemed lost, Julian burst in, witnessing the horrific truth. His icy fury, a Senator's power unleashed, promised swift and absolute ruin for Vicky, but as I recovered, profound inner truths began to reveal themselves, forcing me to redefine justice, healing, and my own broken spirit.”