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Her Quiet Fury

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 406    |    Released on: 19/06/2025

n Maine was as isola

weak sunlight filtering t

ith the smell of di

y from the gilded

self-imposed exile,

old and stoic, who had once bee

and a thinly veiled

, her voice devoid of inflection as she unpacked ti

her arrange the cans on the

phina' s memory, and by

ust the inadequ

ologize. I had noth

a different kind of prison

ng a game, and I w

black car pulled up th

leaped, t

sta

Alistair who

ar-old Clara, her small face pal

and silent, ushered

nefit from some time with her mother," the

manipulati

ure me back, to make me

for her was my g

er small arms wrap

Why are

ed Alistair's unseen hand, hi

on, watched from the doorwa

ra into a small, musty

is kindness, Eleanor. He's

ment for Seraphina, for the life I had

n't r

yalty to Alistair, mean

my arms, a fragile, unexpected glimme

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“For a decade, I played the role of Eleanor Vance, Senator Alistair Hayes' s wife. I endured his icy indifference and his stepdaughter Brittany' s cruelties, clinging to the hope of a stable home for my daughter, Clara. But at the annual charity gala, the illusion violently shattered. Brittany, with a triumph in her eyes, forced me into her deceased mother' s gown, then publicly humiliated me by crushing a cherished locket I' d made for her with my own hands. Alistair, far from defending me, stood by, his cold gaze stripping me bare, blaming me. He had dangled Clara' s return as bait for my compliance, and now his lie was exposed, alongside my public shame. My world, built on fragile hopes, crumbled. I was nothing but an outsider, always second best to a ghost. The raw injustice, the betrayal, and the horrifying truth of their manipulation ignited a quiet, chilling rage within me. My efforts, my sacrifices, all for nothing. So when Alistair, eager to control the narrative, suggested I 'disappear' for a 'break' at the remote family cabin, I agreed. He thought I'd break and crawl back. He didn't know Eleanor Hayes was already gone.”
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