When the lights go out
"One Decision" follows eighteen -year-old Freya Myers, a brilliant but broken foster teen, as she teeters on the edge of a new beginning-and a hidden nightmare. With a perfect GPA and dreams of opening a bookstore, Freya is determined to escape a system that's failed her. When a wealthy Southern family unexpectedly adopts her and whisks her away to a private estate in Georgia, it feels too good to be true.
Because it is.
The mansion is beautiful. The people? Picture-perfect. But behind the polished smiles and choreographed greetings lies something Freya can't quite name-yet. Strange rules. Watchful eyes. Whispers behind closed doors. And her new "brothers," who know more about her than they should.
As Freya digs deeper into the family's secrets, she's forced to confront her past and a chilling truth: she may not have been saved... she may have been chosen.
Dark, gripping, and emotionally raw, One Decision is a psychological coming-of-age thriller that explores what happens when the price of belonging may be your freedom-or your soul.
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Chapter: Candles and ConversationsChapter 5Freya That MorningA knock jars me awake. Sharp, rhythmic, too intentional to be Lilith.I blink against the morning light seeping through the curtains. The knocking comes again—faster this time."Freya!" Nixon's voice was smooth and too awake for this hour. "We're going school shopping today. Let's go, sleeping beauty."Half-asleep, I stumble to the door, yanking it open without thinking. Wearing nothing but a tank top and underwear, and my hair is a total mess."What—?" I mumble, rubbing my eyes. "What time is it?"There's a pause.A long one.Then Nixon blinks, mouth slightly open, eyes immediately shooting up to the ceiling like it's the most interesting thing in the world."Okay," he says slowly. "First, you might want to invest in a robe. Second... bold look for a first impression."I glance down."Oh my god."I slam the door in his face so hard the wall rattles. From the other side, his laugh echoes down the hall. "Take your time! Princess, We leave in thirty. Maybe we
Last Updated: 2025-06-20
Chapter: Rooms full of secretsChapter 4Freya Walking down the stairs, my heart might burst out of my chest. The closer I get to the living room, the more I hear low voices and serious tones. As I round the corner, a deep male voice cuts through the air, biting with annoyance. It's not Mr. Coldwell.Maybe one of his sons?Something in me says to stop. To wait."Dad, this is the last time I'm going to tell you I'm done playing your games," the voice says, sharp and angry. "What bullshit are you scheming this time? Adopting a Black girl into are family have you lost your mind?" Mr. Caldwell's reply is low, and controlled, but there's steel in his tone. "Mason, if you want to continue acting like a child, we'll treat you like one."Mason fires back with a light laugh. What are you going to do this time? Take my car, freeze my bank accounts before he could continue. Ms. Catherine's voice cuts in before he can. Calm but firm."She's a lovely girl. You have to get to know her."Another male voice joins in, heavier with
Last Updated: 2025-05-26
Chapter: More Than They’re SayingChapter 3Freya Making my way downstairs I started to notice things that didn't stand out before like there were no family pictures on the walls or even trophies as if no one lived here. I want to peek around but I'm scared that I'll get in trouble. There's not much color here; if any there's only neutral colors like browns, whites, and greys even though I may not know what it's like to have a real family you can tell that no good memories were made here. That's a lot coming from me when my mother didn't even want me. Things seem way too clean here yeah they're rich but this is entirely way too clean. Finally getting to the kitchen I'm met with a beautiful woman with brown hair. She can't be any taller than five eight. You can tell that she keeps up with her maintenance weighing no more than one-thirty at the least. The deep red pencil dress that falls perfectly onto her shoulders next to her fair skin and blue eyes is stunning "Holy shit you're gorgeous I say out loud Oh hello, yo
Last Updated: 2025-05-21
Chapter: New Name, New HomeChapter 2Freya After being on a flight for three hours I'm so ready to eat and sleep, but the men inform me we have another forty five minute drive to the estate. The two men are about five feet away from me. One is talking on the phone, looking straight at me. He and I make eye contact and he ends the call with whoever he is speaking with. They say nothing, just waving their hands and motioning for me to follow them. We walk through this private hallway until we reach a set of double glass doors. We walk through and we are met with another set of men but this time they seem more friendly. They're both wearing black suits but their hair isn't cut as short as the other two. This time the car is a white four-door sedan with black seats and tinted windows as well. One of the gentlemen opens the back door telling me to get in the four men have a brief conversation about whatever because I couldn't hear anything they were saying then we are off to meet my new "family""Do you know anythin
Last Updated: 2025-05-21
Chapter: The ApplicationChapter 1Freya I grab what little I own. Which is not much but a bag filled with two pairs of jeans, leggings, underwear, a few pairs of Mitch Match socks, and my Kindle. I only have one pair of shoes, which are the ones that I'm wearing the old faithful Converse. When you're used to bouncing from home to home, you kinda learn what's important to keep because you can't take everything.I take one last look at this room, knowing I won't be returning here. Hopefully! really hoping I know the feeling way too well of being wanted, but once you're no longer useful, they throw you away without taking a second thought about it. Still, I won't miss the squeaky floors when you walked on them thinking you were going to fall through and the windows that never could close straight, especially when it hits winter in Massachusetts when it gets below twenty-nine degrees outside to the point where you can't feel any of your toes. The one thing that I really won't miss is the rats that would crawl in
Last Updated: 2025-05-21
Chapter: PrologueHello, my name is Freya Myers. I am a recent graduate of MeadowCreek High School, where I maintained a 4.00 GPA throughout my academic career. During my time there, I was actively involved in afterschool programs and school events, which helped shape my sense of responsibility and community. If selected for the Georgia Fostering for the Youth Scholarship, I plan to further my education by pursuing degrees in librarianship and business. My ultimate goal is to open my own bookstore a place that offers more than just books, but a sense of comfort and belonging.I entered the foster care system at the age of ten after being removed from my mother’s care due to an unstable home environment. In the years that followed, I experienced multiple placements, each one different, but none truly feeling like home. Constant change made it difficult to build lasting connections, and I often felt like I was starting over. Despite that instability, I learned how to adapt, stay focused, and continue worki
Last Updated: 2025-05-11
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