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MY FIRST DAY AT THE MANSION.
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UGLY SCARS I DO!
VICTORIA POV. The morning sun streamed through the window, golden and warm, stirring me awake. I blinked, my body heavy yet light all at once, lying against Jake’s chest under the soft duvet. Naked. Our skin pressed together, the lingering warmth from last night clinging to me. For the first time in what felt like forever, the pain from yesterday didn’t exist. My chest rose and fell with his, my hands tracing his firm muscles, remembering how he’d touched me, fucked me, loved me.“You want some more?” His deep voice rumbled against me, and I froze, heat rushing to places I didn’t know could feel this alive.I closed my eyes, biting my lip from embarrassment. Damn, I’d been running my hands over his chest while lying here, completely lost in the memory. I pulled back slightly, but Jake didn’t give me a chance. His cock nudged against me from behind, teasing, hard, insistent.“Morning, baby.” He kissed the curve of my neck, leaving a trail of fire in his wake.“Mmm…” I moaned softly. “
UGLY SCARS LOSS, GRIEF, AND SEX.
VICTORIA POV. The cemetery was quiet, the kind of quiet that pressed on your chest and reminded you of everything you lost. I knelt in front of my mother’s grave, flowers shaking in my trembling hands. My tears spilled before the petals even touched the dirt.“Mom…” My voice cracked, broken. “It’s over now.”Hazel, Jake, and Michael stood behind me, giving me space. They didn’t move. They knew this moment wasn’t theirs.“I know it doesn’t erase the pain you went through,” I whispered, staring at her name carved in stone. “But justice has finally been served.”I laid the flowers gently. My chest caved in. “You can rest now, Mom.”The sob that broke from me was raw, ugly. It ripped through me. My hands curled into fists against the earth. Why did it still hurt so much?Yesterday, the judge had delivered his verdict. Vivian—fifty years without parole. My stepmother—twenty years for second-degree murder. My father—ten years for obstruction of justice. Mike and Vivian’s accomplices—thirty
UGLY SCARS CAME TO SAY GOODBYE.
MICHAEL POV. “Vivian… I want a divorce.”The words tasted like blood in my mouth. I didn’t want to say them, but I had to. They sat in my chest like a boulder, crushing me until I let them out.Her tear-stained eyes froze on me. “Michael… what did you just say?”I couldn’t look at her. I dropped my head, my hand clenched the prison phone so tightly it hurt. “I’m sorry, Vivian. I’m so damn sorry.”She shook her head violently, strands of messy hair sticking to her wet cheeks. “No… no, Michael, please.” Her voice broke into a sob. “Please don’t do this to me. I’ll be out in no time, I promise.” Her desperation was like knives stabbing at my ribs. I wanted to shut my eyes and block her out, but I couldn’t. I had to face the wreckage between us.“Vivian…” My voice came out harsher than I meant. “What is wrong with you? Don’t you see? It’s over. You caused this!”She slammed her palm against the glass. “Everything I did—I did it for you, Michael! Just to be with you. Just to make us happ
UGLY SCARS MY REGRET.
VIVIAN POV. Life in jail was hell. The walls smelled like sweat, fear, and regret. The air was damp and heavy, clinging to my skin like it wanted to choke me. The food tasted like cardboard, and the nights dragged on forever with screams echoing from other cells, each one a reminder that I wasn’t alone in my misery—but still, I was.There’s a rhythm to jail, a cycle that grinds you down. Wake up. Count. Eat. Work. Count again. Sleep—if you can sleep through the crying, the shouting, the endless clanging of metal doors. Repeat until your sanity starts peeling away like rust.But none of that compared to the ache inside me—the wound Victoria left when she came. I hated her for it. Hated that she dared to look at me with pity. Hated that she said sorry. Hated even more that she forgave me.Why doesn’t she hate me? Why does she always have to stand on some shining, self-righteous pedestal while I rot in the dirt? For one stupid second, I almost felt regret. Almost. And that made me feel
UGLY SCARS THE WEIGHT OF FORGIVENESS.
VICTORIA POV. It’s been over a week since everything came crashing down. I’ve been discharged from the hospital. Physically, I healed faster than anyone expected. But inside? I don’t feel the same. Something inside me broke.This isn’t heartbreak—it’s worse. It’s the feeling of watching everything you believed in shatter. The feeling of losing the only family you had left. And worse… the sting of betrayal from the people you trusted the most.I read my father’s letter. Again. Again. I cried until my chest hurt. Forgive him? I don’t know if I can. My mother didn’t deserve this. I didn’t deserve this.The only reason I’m still holding it together is Jake. Without him, I would’ve fallen apart completely.But there’s one more thing I had to do. I asked Jake to drive me to jail. I needed to see Vivian. I needed to hear her… one last time.****Jake stayed back in the car while I went inside alone. She was waiting for me in the visitation room, seated across from me, a glass wall dividing
UGLY SCARS THE LETTER.
MR. LANGSTON POV. I couldn’t face her. Cowards like me hide behind ink, so I wrote what my lips could never confess to her face—my confession, my goodbye.————-My dear child, Victoria.I was a foolish father—a coward. I should have done better. I should have protected you. I thought staying away from you was protecting you from a father like me, but I lied. All I did was open you up to more harm.Please, forgive me. I have wronged you deeply. I failed as both a husband and a father. I failed you, and I failed your mother.Your mother was a good woman. I’m so sorry you didn’t get to know her. Gabriella—she was as beautiful as you, soft, kind, precious. I met her in college, and we fell in love. She held me up when my parents died. She was the reason the Langston empire didn’t crumble when it nearly did. That’s why I married her. She deserved the world.But her best friend, Grace… God help me, I was weak. I thought I loved them both. Now I know it wasn’t love. It was lust. A forbidden
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