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JovikFrom this point, we shall begin to understand the backstories of Ariana, Luca and Daniel. You will get to know who is the true enemy, what they have really done to get to this point and how Ariana's life has spiraled. You will discover the reason Daniel press for a court case and why Luca is so calm and patient in his manner of approaching the situation. Is Luca really the devil behind the mask or Daniel. Let's find out.
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Surrendered Desires The Test of Stillness
Ariana’s POV Some mornings feel like prophecy. The kind that don’t come with thunder or signs in the sky. Just a strange stillness. An awareness that something beneath the surface is about to shift — not explode, not collapse — but tilt.Subtly. Permanently. That was today. I woke up not to the alarm, not to birdsong or city noise, but to silence. The kind that sits on your chest before your mind registers it. And with that silence came the knowing:Today, I would have to choose myself. Again. Deliberately. Loudly. And in front of someone I cared about.*****It started with something simple.I had a lunch meeting with a brand director from Paris — an opportunity to consult on a global campaign that could position me as more than just a regional strategist. It was the kind of meeting I would’ve cancelled in the past if Daniel had sent a text. Or even if I’d woken up too sad. But not today. Today I dressed like a woman with purpose. Soft ivory blouse. Hair pinned loosely. Earrings t
Surrendered Desires Reclaiming Her Own Voice
Ariana’s POVI recorded that afternoon. Not for the audience. Not even for the next scheduled upload. This wasn’t a podcast episode — it was a confession. No intro music. No script. No polish. Just the soft hiss of the mic and my voice, slightly hoarse from everything I hadn’t said out loud in years.//“There’s a version of love no one talks about,” I began, eyes closed.“The kind that looks stable on the outside. Measured. Respectable. Safe. But beneath that stillness is an echo chamber of absence. No cruelty. Just quiet neglect. And over time, that neglect erases parts of you you didn’t even know were fading. Until one day you look in the mirror and don’t recognize the woman staring back.” I paused.“This episode isn’t about blame. It’s about the question I’m only now beginning to ask myself: What does it mean to stop surviving a relationship and start rebuilding a life?/ I ended the recording without a wrap-up.No closure. Because some truths aren’t meant to be tied in a bow. They’
Surrendered Desires Letters I Never Sent
Ariana’s POVThere’s a difference between silence and avoidance. I learned that the hard way in my marriage. Daniel didn’t scream. He didn’t throw plates. He didn’t curse or slam doors. But he punished with silence so precise, it could shatter bone. After a disagreement, he’d become air. No presence. No warmth. Just… distance.And I, ever the peacekeeper, always folded first. Always apologized first. Even when I hadn’t done anything wrong. Because silence in Daniel’s world didn’t mean space. It meant war. And I’d spent years losing to a man who made emotional starvation feel like discipline.After my walk with Luca, I went back into the studio and pulled out an old leather box I hadn’t touched in years. Inside were all the things I never let Daniel read. Poems. Fragments. Half-drafted emails. Journals never sent. I opened one of the older ones.2017. A year into our marriage. Written on a sleepless night after a gala where he’d publicly corrected me in front of colleagues, then ignore
Surrendered Desires What Safety Never Gave Me
Ariana’s POVThe word sat in the air between us. Stay. It wasn’t a command, it wasn’t an invitation. It was a risk. Because letting someone stay meant opening the door, even just a little, to possibility. And possibility was dangerous when you’d once built your identity around survival. Luca didn’t respond right away. He simply wrapped both hands around the tea cup and nodded — the smallest movement, the most grounded promise. Then, gently, “May I ask something?”I hesitated. “What?”He studied me. Soft eyes. Steady voice./ “How do I love you now… without hurting you more?”I blinked. It wasn’t a romantic question. It was a responsible one. A man who had wrecked me once now asking if there was a version of love I could receive without bleeding again. And that? That was the most intimate thing anyone had asked me in years.“I don’t know yet,” I whispered.“That’s okay,” he said. “I’ll wait until you do.”******The next morning, I found a stack of folded notes on the hallway table. Se
Surrendered Desires The Man Who Didn’t Run
Ariana’s POVThe next morning, he was still there. Luca. In the kitchen, making coffee, not trying to explain and not hovering. Just there. Moving around like a man who knew how to exist without taking up too much air. That was new.Once, Luca had been all heat and hunger — rushing in like a storm that refused to be tamed. Now, he was quieter. Still strong. But intentional. He didn’t try to kiss me. Didn’t ask how I slept.He just poured a cup of coffee, slid it across the counter to my side, and said, “There’s almond milk in the fridge if you still drink it that way.”Still. That word. It hung in the air like a memory wearing new skin. I took the coffee and sipped. Then looked at him.“I need to tell you something,” I said, voice low.He nodded. I didn’t wait.“I didn’t just break when you left. I… collapsed.”He swallowed hard but said nothing.“I stopped writing. I dropped a campaign pitch mid-presentation and cried in the bathroom stall for an hour. I stopped trusting my instincts
Surrendered Desires I Wanted to Hate You Longer
Ariana’s POV I didn’t go far.Just down the block, to the little rooftop garden above the café where I used to journal when Daniel worked late and I needed air. Funny how it came back to that place. Full circle. I sat with a bottle of water and my phone off, watching the city glitter and hum beneath me like it didn’t care who was heartbroken or healing or somewhere in between. I tried to breathe.But every time I exhaled, his voice came back.// “It was Daniel.”Like a detonator. Like he’d said the one name that still lived under my skin like shrapnel. I had imagined so many reasons Luca might’ve left me. Fear. Immaturity. A sudden loss of love. But never this. Never that he was warned. Never that Daniel had orchestrated it all. And what stung the most? That Luca hadn’t told me. Not after one year.Not after five. Not even when he came back. He waited until I forced him to. And now I didn’t know whether to cry… Or burn the whole truth down.I stayed on the rooftop until the sun dipped
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