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What About A New Deal

Author: Ms. Chiamaka
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Julian

However, by the time I got home, I couldn’t bear the chaos running through my head again, and so I called her. I didn’t think she’d pick up, but shortly after the phone rang, she answered. For a moment, neither of us said anything, and then she drew a deep breath and asked, “Why did you call me this late, Julian?”

That was my cue to tell her the truth, to tell her everything, but still it didn’t seem so easy. However, I knew it had to be done, and so I drew in a deep breath, sat down, and told her everything.

For a long time after I told her, neither of us said anything. It was one of those silences that doesn’t just hang in the air, but sinks. Savannah’s breath came slow and shaky through the phone, and it told me she was trying hard to make sense of something that didn’t make sense. I could almost see her pacing, her eyes darting to the wall like she was trying to read the truth written somewhere there.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” she asked again, this time quieter. It w
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  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   Foggy Decisions

    SavannahMy mind didn’t know rest since I found out everything I did about Julian and Colleen. Every night was heavy, and the mornings were worse. So this morning I decided to do something else. Something that used to calm the chaos in my mind whenever I found myself torn or lost over something.And so slowly, I’d put on my boots, found my favorite cashmere sweater, and stepped outside for a walk. It was exceptionally cold this morning, but I didn’t mind. I kept my hands in my coat pockets, gripped the leather lining so tightly, because it was the only thing that made me feel anchored. The city was quiet this early, the usual hum of traffic muted by the mist, but still I could feel the weight of everything pressing against my chest, heavy and cold. Julian’s voice from last night echoed in my head, the way it cracked just slightly when he told me the truth, and I couldn’t stop thinking about the words he’d said, the cartel, the FBI, the leverage, the threat, and how fragile we all rea

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   What About A New Deal

    JulianHowever, by the time I got home, I couldn’t bear the chaos running through my head again, and so I called her. I didn’t think she’d pick up, but shortly after the phone rang, she answered. For a moment, neither of us said anything, and then she drew a deep breath and asked, “Why did you call me this late, Julian?”That was my cue to tell her the truth, to tell her everything, but still it didn’t seem so easy. However, I knew it had to be done, and so I drew in a deep breath, sat down, and told her everything.For a long time after I told her, neither of us said anything. It was one of those silences that doesn’t just hang in the air, but sinks. Savannah’s breath came slow and shaky through the phone, and it told me she was trying hard to make sense of something that didn’t make sense. I could almost see her pacing, her eyes darting to the wall like she was trying to read the truth written somewhere there.“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” she asked again, this time quieter. It w

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   What Remains Unsaid

    JulianAfter I got back home to my apartment, the silence stretched so long that I could hear the hum of the fridge and the faint buzz of the city through the window. It was strange how something as simple as a quiet room could feel like punishment. I didn’t know what else to do, so I just sat there for a while with my phone still in my hand, replaying the sound of Savannah’s voice in my head, the disbelief, the bitterness, and the exhaustion laced between her words. It wasn’t even anger that got to me. It was how tired she sounded. Like she’d finally run out of reasons to defend me, and that feeling sank me.I leaned back on the couch and stared at the ceiling for a long time, trying to convince myself that I’d done the right thing. That what I was doing with the Feds wasn’t betrayal, that it was for our own survival. But the longer I sat there, the less it felt like a choice I made and more like a corner I’d been pushed into.I kept thinking about the first day I met Savannah, her s

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   The Distance Between Us

    JulianThere’s a certain kind of silence that can tell you more than words ever could. I started hearing it in Savannah weeks before I finally admitted it to myself, the quiet pauses, the careful tones, the way she smiled without letting her eyes follow through. At first, I thought she was just tired. We all were. Between the long nights at the warehouse, the endless meetings, and the tension hanging over everything, it made sense. But then the replies to my texts got shorter. Calls went unanswered. And when I did see her in school, she treated me like someone she barely knew.I’d walk into the lecture hall and see her sitting beside some random student, laughing at something small they said, even though the sound barely reached me. Sometimes, she’d glance my way for a second, just long enough to make me think she was about to walk over, but then she’d turn away, focus back on whatever file or note was in front of her. I tried to tell myself not to care. I told myself it didn’t matte

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   The Lie That Saved

    SavannahBy the next morning, my head still hadn’t stopped echoing. Every thought bounced off, from Uriel’s warning, to Colleen’s cryptic words, and Julian’s distance. I tried to drown it all out by focusing on school, pretending to listen to my professors, pretending to care about not missing any more classes. But the truth was, I couldn’t shake it.The more I thought about what Uriel said, the less it sounded like a taunt and more like a dare. She wanted me to walk away. She wanted me to fear Colleen. And I hated that part of me still wondered if maybe she had a reason.By the time classes ended, I’d made up my mind. I wasn’t going to Julian, not yet. I needed to see Colleen again, face him, and find out for myself. Because if there was even a sliver of truth to what Uriel had said, then I was standing too close to something that could ruin more than just me. My father would never forgive me for being tied to anything as dirty as murder. And worse, I wasn’t sure I could forgive mys

  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   Cracks Beneath the Surface

    SavannahI didn’t sleep much that night when I got back home. Every time I closed my eyes, Uriel’s voice slithered back into my head like smoke. ‘He wasn’t exiled for murder.’ The words echoed over and over, blurring with the sound of the ceiling fan and the occasional creak from the old pipes in my apartment.By morning, I’d convinced myself it didn’t matter. People like Uriel thrived on chaos. She wanted me to question Colleen, to pull at threads until everything unraveled. And I wasn’t going to give her that satisfaction.At least, that’s what I told myself as I stared at my reflection brushing my hair. My eyes looked tired, and my face was a shade paler than usual. I gave myself a small nod and muttered, “You’re fine. You’re not losing it.”By the time I reached the university, the sun was already out, and like always, the students moved around in their usual morning blur with coffee cups, laughter, and papers fluttering like wings. For a moment, everything looked perfectly normal

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