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Inevitable Decision

Author: Author Anselm
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-16 00:00:06

Jason

Did I just hear right?

The fall?

For a moment, I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even process what had just slipped from Celeste’s mouth.

The blood in my veins ran cold. My mind screamed that it wasn’t possible, that maybe I had heard wrong, but my ears didn’t lie.

Celeste had just admitted to plotting against Skylar. She just did!

I forced myself to breathe. My hands curled into fists at my sides as I struggled to regain my composure. I couldn’t lose control now, not when everything I had worked for was finally unraveling.

Taking a deep breath, I steadied my voice and asked carefully, “What exactly did you do, Celeste?”

Her face was wet with tears, her whole body trembling as she sobbed. “I… I was scared, Jason. I was scared that Skylar would take my place in Father’s and Mother’s hearts. I thought… I thought if she came back into the family, if she gained their love again, I would lose everything. So I… I plan
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