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The Last Performance
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2025-10-04 21:01:54
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Straight Until Him After the Storm
Alessandro’s POVMicah’s room was too quiet. The type of silence that did not imply peace, just weariness masquerading to be peace.He sat at his table, fixated on the slight vapor emerging from his unconsumed coffee. I rested against the wall, hands hidden in my pockets.“How long have you been sitting there?”He did not look up. “Since morning, I think. Time has been moving strange lately.”“Understandable,” I muttered, stepping closer. “It has been a long week.”He finally turned toward me, eyes heavy but alert. “Yeah. Long and ugly.”I sank onto the edge of his bed. “How is Sandra?”Micah let out a slow breath, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “She is calmer. The doctors said she is cooperating. She remembers everything now… regrets it all too.”“That is something,” I said quietly.“She asked about you.”I hesitated. “What did she say?”“That she is sorry. Again. And that she does not want to see you until she is… better.”“Good. I do not want to see her either.”Micah gave a faint
Straight Until Him Shattered Steps
Sandra’s POV“I told them the entire story.” I spoke softly, stepping out of the questioning room with Micah, my wrists quivering and shuddering though they were not cuffed anymore.“You did just fine,” Micah uttered tenderly, his hand stroking my back as if I could shatter or collapse. Who knows maybe both. Maybe I already had.Then my eyes met Alessandro’s. He was positioned there, statuesque, frosty, expressionless as always. However, at the moment his glance settled on me, I halted. For the very first time in a long while, I felt diminutive.I knew he was not here for me but for Micah.“I…” My voice cracked. “I am sorry. For everything. For wrecking your life, for sullying your reputation, for all of it.”Alessandro’s gaze widened, merely a glimmer but sufficient to penetrate me. He did not speak a word.“I mean it,” I went on, my throat burning. “You never deserved me… none of you did. I was cruel, I was selfish, I…”Micah squeezed my arm. “Sandra.”“No, let me finish,” I said q
Straight Until Him Between Shadows and Truth
Sandra’s POVThe room is too bright, too clean. I hate it. The table feels cold under my palms, the officers staring at me like I am a prey and he is the predator. I am a little bit relieved because Micah is here.“Name?”Name? Why is he asking for my name? Who does not know my name? Is this part of the procedures or mockery?“You know my name. Everyone knows my name. Sandra Duvall, daughter of the great man who thinks he is God.”“Ms. Duvall, we need calm answers.”“Ms. Duvall? Call me Sandra and just so you know, I am calm.” My laugh echoes sharp. “Can you not hear how calm I am?”“Do you understand why you are here?”“Uhn?" I inclined my head. "Because I colluded with Marcus or because I stabbed my brother or both. Who knows?” I smirk, then glance at Micah. “Oh! Right, big brother? I gave you a little love mark.”Micah leans forward, voice low. “Sandra, this is a serious matter, do not joke about this. Tell them the truth.”“The truth is boring,” I whisper, drumming my nails on the
Straight Until Him The Van Ride
Micah’s POVHer curses filled the van, sharp as broken glass, but I did not flinch. I just watched her, steady, letting her venom run its course.“You always were loud,” I said softly.She whipped her head toward me, wild-eyed. “Do not you start with me. Do you not sit there and act like you are better…”“I am not better. Just older. Do you remember summers at the lake?”Her breath caught. “What… what the hell does that matter now?”“The pier,” I whispered. “You love running so much that you used to sprint ahead, always jumping in first like an Olympics gold medal sprinter, splashing me like it was your life’s mission. You laughed so hard you could not breathe. Remember?”Her jaw worked, but no sound came.“You laughed so much back in those days... Oh! Yes, and the ice cream truck,” I went on. “You would grab two cones… chocolate for you, vanilla for me… and say I owed you forever, that is after you eat from my cone." I chuckled a little. "You still have my IOU, you know that little s
Straight Until Him The Last Performance
Alessandro’s POVThe police shoved Sandra into the van, but her scream tore the air apart. Cameras flashed like a storm. Then suddenly; she slipped free, bolting like a wild thing.And bam, she headed straight for Micah. Here we go again, I could not help but think so. I think Micah knew this would happen because he was looking at her with this expression that reads: Be quick with whatever you have to say.“Micah!” Sandra shrieked, her voice ragged, broken. “You did this! You ruined me!”Reporters just about trampled each other, yelling over the flashing cameras. The guards were tripping over their own feet, scrambling after her, but no chance; she was gone, wild, probably running on pure adrenaline and whatever storm was brewing inside her.“Stay back!” Mr. Duvall; her father shouted, rushing forward.Sandra spun on him, eyes blazing. “You? You spineless coward! You are no father. You have never been! You let me rot while you stuffed your face with power and deals. Look at you now; a
Straight Until Him Tears on the Patio
Micah’s POVAlessandro’s mother literally tugged me away, her grip on my shoulder completely mild, like I was some dainty vessel about to break if she gripped too firmly. Out on the patio, she sat me in a chair and began stroking my back, like I was a six year old who had face planted off his bike. God, I hated it. Hated the way I was bawling, full on ugly crying, like a grown man who had lost every ounce of dignity. But I could not stop. My chest felt hollow, my throat raw, and my hands trembling.“I can’t believe it,” I whispered between broken breaths. “The rumors Alessandro told me… the ones about my father… they are true. He actually...” My words cracked apart, drowned in another round of tears.She did not utter a word, just kept patting me, letting me collapse against the chair. After some time; who even knows how long, I noticed Alessandro right there, close enough that I could actually feel his warmth. Grounded me, honestly. His mother rose, straightened her attire like it wa
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