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Negligence

Author: RosyKosy
last update publish date: 2026-08-26 18:33:47

LEONARD:

The hurt struck like a physical blow; for a second, I thought I would collapse.

Tracey?

It cut deeper than I had imagined—deeper than when I first heard the news of my father’s death. Tracey, who stood in line with my backstabbers, cut sharper than the blade of the revelation about my mother’s conspiracy.

I loved her. I took her in. I trusted her sincerely.

I shouldn’t have. I should have read the writing on the wall when I saw them. I shouldn’t have ignored it like smoke pretendi
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    LEONARD: The hurt struck like a physical blow; for a second, I thought I would collapse. Tracey? It cut deeper than I had imagined—deeper than when I first heard the news of my father’s death. Tracey, who stood in line with my backstabbers, cut sharper than the blade of the revelation about my mother’s conspiracy. I loved her. I took her in. I trusted her sincerely. I shouldn’t have. I should have read the writing on the wall when I saw them. I shouldn’t have ignored it like smoke pretending not to be fire. And that negligence hurt more than her betrayal. I felt my heart tearing, not only because she had betrayed me, but because I had been careless…because I’d believed in her and dismissed every tiny warning I’d sensed over the years. Tracey had always been too determined, too pushy, too focused…traits that, coming from a lacking employee like her, should have been suspicious. I told myself it was dedication. She wanted to impress me; she was aiming for perfection. Then I caug

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