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A Friend's Poison.
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2026-09-04 23:57:24
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Nine years to find you Birth in the Shadows.
"Cease and desist. Any further public statement regarding Mr. Carrington, his family, or the events of the wedding would result in immediate civil action for defamation and breach of contract. Damages sought in the millions." I laughed because what else was there to do? I had nothing left to say to the press anyway. No proof, no platform and no one who'd believe a word out of my mouth against a name like Carrington. The irony wasn't lost on me, that the one time I might have had something true to tell the world, they'd made absolutely sure no one would ever hear it. I sat on the edge of that mattress with the letter in one hand and the memory of that photo burned into the back of my eyes, and something in me finally, quietly, gave up trying to fight.Standing up, I began to gather everything that belonged to me. There wasn't much. One cardboard box, the one that had survived the rain outside my old building, now soft at the corners and smelling faintly of mildew and a duffel bag Ma
Nine years to find you A Friend's Poison.
Sandra's Pov"Account Permanently Disabled Due to Suspicious Fraudulent Activity."The red letters on a white screen stared back in my face. I read it in disbelief, rereading like the words might change into something else that made sense if I just looked hard enough. But it didn't. I tried again with shaky hands but same words stared back at my face. I clicked recover account, my hands were moving faster than my brain now, clicking, refreshing, typing my password wrong twice because my fingers wouldn't cooperate with what my eyes were seeing. But nothing worked. It was gone.My email account was gone, along side every email I had sent out in the past. Gone. The drafts I had never worked up the courage to send to Zadok explaining what my father had done, the ones I'd rewritten a dozen times trying to find words that wouldn't sound insane, gone. The call logs that would have proven, that I tried and tried and tried to reach him and I wasn't the liar the world had said I was? Gon
Nine years to find you Stripped Bare (ii)
MAYA'S POVThe bathroom door was still shut, and I heard her throw up for the second time in five minutes, water hitting porcelain in short ragged pulls through the wall. I stood in the middle of the motel room, the retching sound making me shudder. I glanced at the door, playing with the idea in my head. I knew she would be in there for at least two more minutes, and the sound of the running tap was going to work in my favour. Two minutes was enough.Her bag was on the chair by the window. It was cracked at the corners, the strap worn thin where she'd carried it. I unzipped it slowly so the teeth wouldn't hook and brgan to ruminage through the content. First, there was a lipstick, then a folded receipt, half a sleeve of crackers, and as my hand reached the bottom, I felt something hard. I pulled it out. In my hands was a burner phone. It had a cracked screen and looked worn out. I didn't let myself think about it. I put it in my coat pocket and kept my hand moving until I found
Nine years to find you Stripped Bare (i)
ZADOK'S POV"One thing is sure," she whispered. "Sandra is not who we thought she was."I didn't say anything. I just sat there with the phone pressed to my ear, staring at a water stain on the ceiling. "I have proof," Maya said, quieter now. "If you don't want it, I won't bring it up again after this."I wanted to say no but some small stubborn part of me that was still standing in the wreckage said the direct opposite. “Send it.” The first file came through while I was still holding the phone to my ear. It was an audio clip. I put it on speaker and set the phone on the coffee table between the bottle and my glass, and I listened to a woman who sounded like Sandra laugh about how easy it was to keep a man on a string once you learned which words made him soft.I played it again. Then again and by the third time I wasn't even listening for what she was saying anymore. I was desperatly haunting for something that made the whole thing fake, even if it was an Ai flop that proved it's n
Nine years to find you The Filtered Truth
ZADOK'S POVI was lost in a bottle, my phone face down on the coffee table, when it started buzzing in a circle. I picked it up expecting another email from work, that was mostly the only kind of notification I had been getting on my phone since..."Whitmore Heiress Suffers Psychotic Breakdown at the Altar."My glass paused halfway to my mouth as I digested the headline. It could have been any Whitmore and it was really none of my business. I was just about to toss my phone aside when my eyes fell on the image beneath the headline.Running in a dress torn at the hem, mascara running down her cheeks in two black lines, was Sandra.My Sandra. At least, she used to be. A cold feeling washed over me. I set the phone down on my knee, picked it back up and set it down again. It had been three weeks since I listened to her voice on that call telling me she didn't love me. I had replayed it in the shower, on the train, at my desk during meetings, everywhere, every single day, trying to pinpo
Nine years to find you The Media Firestorm.
Sandra's PovThe rain came out of nowhere, or maybe it had been falling the whole time and I was too numb to notice.My gown dragged through the mud at the bottom of the steps, heavy and soaked, clinging to my legs like it was trying to pull me back inside. I didn't make it three feet before the flashes started.They came from everywhere at once, blinding white bursts that turned the world into a strobing nightmare. Microphones shoved so close to my face I could smell the plastic."Sandra, is it true you called off the wedding?""Miss Whitmore, are you alright?""Sandra, look this way, just one shot."I couldn't breathe. My chest heaved, my mascara ran in black rivers down my cheeks and my hands shook so hard I could barely hold the fistful of skirt I was using to keep from tripping. Behind me, the church doors slammed shut with a finality that echoed louder than it should have.Then my father stepped out.He looked composed, tragic even, flanked by two security guards and a visibly s
Nine years to find you The Promise
Sandra's PovThe apartment felt too small for whatever was sitting heavy between us.I watched Zadok pace near the window, his shoulders tight, hands running through his hair the way they always did when something was eating at him. The silence stretched and my stomach twisted even more."Baby, is
Nine years to find you I already feel like an orphan, Mr Withmore
Sandra's Pov My father appeared in the doorway. "It's time."The words settled over me, suffocating. My fingers tightened around the fabric of my dress as something cold twisted in my chest."Dad," I whispered, "before we go, I need to ask you something."Impatience flickered across his face. "Thi
Nine years to find you Get your hands off me!
Sandra's PovThe next two months blurred into dress fittings, food tastings, and everything I was supposed to love about getting married. Except that I hated it. I moved through it like a ghost, nodding when I was supposed to, signing documents I didn't read and playing the dutiful daughter prepar
Nine years to find you I'm pregnant!
Sandra's PovTHREE WEEKS LATERI stared at the pregnancy test in my trembling hands, watching the second line darken with a finality that made my knees buckle."No. No, no, no."I sank to the bathroom floor, back against cold tile, and pressed my palms against my eyes until I saw stars.We'd been c
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