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The Weight of Love and Closure
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2025-10-29 23:24:00It felt strange coming home again after everything that had unfolded—the betrayal, the spectacle, the quiet aftermath that followed like a storm’s trailing wind. I haven’t seen mom days after the whole drama occured.
The moment I stepped into the living room, the smell of my mother’s cooking wrapped around me like a memory—soft, familiar, and impossibly safe. It was almost enough to make me forget what the world outside looked like now. Almost.
She was waiting for me, sitting on the couch with her shawl pulled over her shoulders, her kind eyes red from tears that had long dried. When she saw me, she stood up immediately, and before I could say a word, she pulled me into her arms.
“Oh, Eve,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I’m so sorry for what happened. For everything between you, Serena, and Julian. You didn’t deserve any of that.”
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I was more than pretty The Tragic death of Serena
Weeks passed since I met Soren’s parents, but life had not returned to anything close to normal.I had tried, over and over, to convince myself that time would soften the ache, that routines could distract me, that silence could somehow make the weight lighter. But nothing could prepare me for this. Nothing could soften the blow of the news that came like a knife twisting in my chest this particular day.The alert on my phone was simple like it was when the news of the death of Julian and his parents where everywhere:“Body Discovered at Lake – Identity Pending.”I stared at it, unblinking, and a chill crawled up my spine. There was something about the calmness of the words, the detached way the world reported death as if it were ordinary, that made my stomach sink deeper.I tapped the link, my hands trembling, and forced myself to watch the footage. The reporter’s voice was steady, almost mon
I was more than pretty Wrapped in loving acceptance
Samantha, Soren’s mother, broke the silence first. And somehow, in that simple act, the tension in the room melted like morning frost. She smiled warmly, her eyes soft but lively, and stepped forward with a grace that could silence any room. Before I even had time to breathe, she embraced me, her hug firm yet comforting.“Welcome, dear,” she said, her voice ringing with sincerity. “We’re so happy you’re here.”I felt my cheeks heat, a mix of embarrassment and relief flooding through me. I hadn’t expected to be welcomed so openly, not after all the stories I’d heard about the Bellandi family, about their pride, about their discerning nature. And yet, Samantha’s smile erased every fear I had carried with me.Meanwhile, Soren and his father were engaged in a silent duel of gazes, both unyielding, both measuring the other. I could feel the undercurrent of their long history, the weight of unspoken wor
I was more than pretty Amidst chaos, we stand
By evening, the news had spread like wildfire.Televisions blared the headline. Phones buzzed nonstop. Social media erupted with speculation, theories, outrage, fear.“Prominent Vale Family Found Dead in Mansion.”“Suspected Poisoning.”“Daughter-in-law Serena Missing, Now Prime Suspect.”Rumors twisted the story into a hundred different shapes. Some called her a monster. Others whispered about revenge. Some claimed she had snapped. Others insisted she had planned it for months.One thing was clear.Serena was gone.And no one knew where she was.Eve saw the news.So did Soren.Everyone did.But their names were not mentioned.Not once.The city buzzed with shock, fear, and unanswered questions as the story took over every screen, every conversation, every breath of the night.And somewhere out there, a woman was running.⚜
I was more than pretty Frozen in time
The house had been too quiet for too long.Not the comfortable quiet of an empty home waiting patiently for its owners to return. This silence was different. It clung to the walls. It pressed into the corners. It sat heavy in the air like a held breath that had gone on far too long. Days had passed since anyone had last crossed the threshold of the Vale mansion, and though the exterior still looked immaculate—gates polished, hedges trimmed, windows gleaming—the inside had begun to change.The air itself had shifted.Not enough yet to raise alarms from outside. Not enough to drift through the neighborhood or prompt curious glances. But inside the walls, beneath the layers of luxury and careful design, something foul had begun to bloom. A subtle corruption. A quiet rot that did not announce itself loudly, but waited instead for the right moment, the right witness.That moment came in the afternoon.Mrs. Vale’s close fr
I was more than pretty No more chains
By now the air in the room was thick with the metallic tang of blood, the coppery scent clinging to every surface.Julian’s parents groaned softly, the muffled sounds of their suffering echoing faintly against the cold walls. Their eyes, wide with panic and disbelief, searched for some trace of mercy—but it was too late. Serena had already stepped back, her face pale but resolute, the calm in her demeanor in stark contrast to the chaos surrounding her.“Please… please, Serena…” Julian gasped, his voice hoarse, raw with desperation.He coughed again, spitting out a trace of blood as he struggled to speak.“You… you can’t do this! Help us! Please!”Serena’s eyes, dark and unwavering, met his for a moment. She inhaled slowly, steadying herself against the tremor that threatened to crack the surface of her control. Her voice, when it came, was calm yet
I was more than pretty A Seat at the End
When Julian made his way home that day, he drove in silence, his jaw tight, his thoughts sharper than the air pressing against the glass.Eve’s face refused to leave his mind—the calm in her eyes, the way she had spoken without fear, as though she already stood several steps ahead of him. It unsettled him more than he cared to admit.He hated that she had walked away leaving him with questions, hated that her silence felt heavier than any insult she could have thrown. By the time he reached the gates of their abode, his resolve had hardened into something cold and obsessive. He would not stop. He could not stop.Inside the house, dinner had already been set. The long table gleamed beneath the chandelier, silverware aligned with precision, plates untouched and waiting.Julian loosened his tie as he entered, the echo of his footsteps announcing his presence. His parents looked up almost in unison, their expressions expectant,
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