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Stolen Life

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1312    |    Released on: 27/06/2025

dirt road, kicking up a cloud of dus

e ye

since Ethan Miller had seen t

a map of scars, each one a story from his time in South Africa. The diamond mines weren't a place for t

made into som

he surface. He had a bag on the passenger seat, filled with gifts. Expensive gifts. He also had a bank account with

ther men. There was a funeral, a memorial plaque with his name on it

t speak for weeks. By the time he could, he was already in a different world, indebted to the man who found him, a man they called "Boss" Thompso

for Olivia. For his family. Every dangerous deal, ev

was fina

ad shared. It was a house he'd poured his sweat into, fixing the roof

nst his ribs. He imagined Olivia' s face when she saw him. Sh

, the garden was professionally landscaped, and a new, expensive-lookin

. His insurance money must have hel

s laugh. Olivia' s. The sound was a balm on hi

hild? They hadn

er excitement replaced by a cold unease. He

ackyard hit him li

by the barbecue, flipping burgers, was a man. He was handsome, charming, wearing a polo shirt and khaki shorts. He laughed at

opened, and his own mother walk

rn!" she called out cheerfu

the man, Daniel, on the back.

ion narrowed to the happy family scene in h

, his mind reeling. This wasn'

door and knocked. His hand f

unger sister, Sarah. She was wearing a designer dre

Her perfectly made

ered, her voice a

his own voice soun

he stammered, looking over he

This is

other, Mark, appeared. He looke

ng here?" Mark sneered. "Y

ings was out in the open. Not sho

le vanished. Her face was a mask of pure panic. The man, Danie

eathed, her hand f

faces a mixture of fear and guilt. No one was running to him. No one was crying

?" Ethan asked, his v

aniel, then at his parents. It was his mother

been three years. We all thought yo

escaping his lips. "She moved on into my

apped. "The insurance money was paid to h

tch, his sister's dress, the comfortable, well-fed look on his p

s leg, looking up at Ethan with wide, curious eyes. Daniel p

id, his voice low and threatening. "Y

he words echoed in

, terrified stranger. The betrayal was so complete, so absolute, it was almost stunning. It wasn't just Olivia

accepted this new man, this new source of income. They weren't just com

ere on the doorstep of his own home. The man from the

his gaze fixed on Olivia. "No

stile one, then to the guilty, averted eyes of h

ing through the tense silence. "And I'm not t

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“The old pickup truck rattled down the familiar dirt road, three years to the day since Ethan Miller had seen this town, this sky. He was finally home, a bag full of expensive gifts on the passenger seat, a fortune in his bank account from the diamond mines of South Africa. He' d survived a collapse, been given up for dead, all for his beloved Olivia and family. He imagined her tears of joy, her arms around him, a future blooming. But as he approached his house, the scene shattered his hopeful delusions. A new fence, professional landscaping, an expensive sedan in his old rust-bucket' s spot. Then he heard laughter from the backyard – Olivia's. And a child' s squeal. A child? They hadn't had children. Peering through the fence, his stomach dropped. There was Olivia, glowing, pushing a little boy on a new swing set. Beside the barbecue, a handsome man, Daniel, laughed with the child, and Olivia looked at him with the same smile she once reserved only for Ethan. Then his own mother walked out, cheerfully calling Daniel "son," his father clapping him on the back. His family. Olivia' s new family. The air left his lungs. His wife, his house, his family-all taken over. He stood there, a ghost at his own wake, the raw, ugly truth of their betrayal hitting him like a physical blow. Their faces weren' t filled with shock or joy when they saw him, but annoyance, even hostility. His mother screamed at him, his brother sneered. Olivia, terrified, hid behind Daniel. They had moved on, using his "death" and his insurance money to build a new, comfortable life on his grave. He had returned from hell for them, endured unbelievable hardship for their future, only to find they were happy he was gone. They wanted him dead. The naive, hopeful miner died right there on his doorstep. But from the ashes, something harder rose. He wouldn't just leave; he would reclaim what was his. "I want a divorce," he declared, his voice cold and steady. "And I\'m not the one who\'s going to be leaving this house."”
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