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The Architect's Shattered Heart

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 601    |    Released on: 02/07/2025

urt, Olivia and Sophia sprang into action. They were

de and putting a protective arm around her. "Can't you see she's in sho

going to die every single day for five years. We dreamed of coming back to you, to the fir

ion. They pointed at me, their faces twisted with scorn, as if I were t

e times I had helped them. I paid for Olivia's master's degree when her family couldn't afford it. I co-signed the loan for Sophia's first apartment. I

faking their own deaths and plotting to ruin me, and berating m

d they had the right to be angry with me. It was all based on Jake's false narrative, his and Amelia's twisted plan. Th

These were the people I had chosen, the people I thought would carry on

y voice was low and d

said, my eyes fixed on Olivia and So

ard the door.

m more than anything else. They stare

her best friends! We're your apprentices! We've been t

ight?" I asked, a dangero

r five years, we've heard about how you've let yourself go, let the firm crumble. We always had to be the on

the word they used whenever they wanted to criticize me, to undermine

istaken their manipulation for concern

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The Architect's Shattered Heart
“For five years, I lived in a gray, quiet world, shattered by a tragic accident that claimed my fiancée, Amelia, and my three promising apprentices. I became Ethan Miller, the brilliant architect who' d lost his touch, a hollowed-out recluse living with ghosts. Then, a familiar laugh broke the silence from a room I hadn' t entered in years-Jake' s old room. It was Amelia' s voice. And with it, Olivia' s, Sophia' s, and Jake' s. "It was a necessary sacrifice," Amelia purred, her voice chillingly confident. "We needed him to be completely broken. The firm is just sitting there, waiting for me to take over." My blood ran cold as I heard their twisted plan: fake deaths, my engineered grief, all to seize my company. They had let my mentor, Mr. Davies, waste away; they had let me suffer for five years, all for a long con. The love I felt, the grief that defined me-it was all a vicious lie. They thought I was broken, a pathetic fool they could manipulate. They were wrong. A furious, cold rage ignited within me, burning away the sorrow. They wanted my legacy, built on my ruin. They would never get it. My steps were steady for the first time in forever. They had a plan. Now, so did I.”
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