Swamp Witch's Vengeance

“I used my bayou magic, a forbidden art that deals with life and death, to save Julian Thorne, a rising politician, sacrificing a piece of my own life force for his. I poured everything into him, funding his comeback, turning my folk wisdom into his sharpest political instincts, enduring cheap noodles so he could dine with the powerful. I thought I loved the man he could be, a man who was initially kind even to my disabled brother, Leo. But when his political future was threatened, Julian ruthlessly betrayed us. He framed Leo and me for drug dealing, sacrificing us to save his career and becoming a U.S. Senator. Imprisoned, Leo suffered brutal injury from guards, losing his mind forever, leaving him with the cognitive function of a small child. Julian then moved us into a gilded cage on his D.C. estate, marrying a socialite for power, always assuring me he was protecting us. Years blurred until his cruel stepson, Thomas, brutally beat Leo to death for a trivial lie. Julian and his wife, Isabelle, watched, then arranged for Leo' s small body to be disposed of like trash, covering up the murder without a thought. The ultimate betrayal came when I overheard Julian' s security calling Leo' s death a "blessing in disguise," "one less loose end." Every sacrifice, every drop of love, shattered into an icy shard. The man I saved, the man I loved, saw my brother and me only as liabilities, disposable. My heart, once full, turned to stone, not in grief, but in a cold, hard rage. I was no longer a victim; I was a reckoning. That night, at his grand political gala, I unleashed the full, untamed power of the bayou, plunging his world into chaos. I secured Leo' s body, started a truck, and left, the gris-gris bag containing Julian' s life pulsing in my pocket. The debt had begun to be repaid.”