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His Hurtful Love

Gwen"Daddy please don't hurt mummy, please! Please daddy, I'm begging you, alright? Waaaah, daddy, mummy can't breath anymore!" I could barely hear my four year old daughter, Kayla, pleading for her dad to stop strangling me. The dararkness was slowly engulfing me, dragging me into its cold embrace.Then suddenly, a rush of air bombarded my lungs, almost choking me as I greedily inhaled it. The grim reaper wasn't interested in my miserable life anymore, I suppose. My coughing subsided, but my chest still heaved as though I had sprinted through a marathon.Gradually, my vision cleared and I looked up, only to see my mother-in-law sneering and my husband glaring at me. Kayla was a sobbing mess, the maid was cowering in a corner, shivering as if she's standing in the North Pole. "Come here baby," I extended my trembling hands, and my little girl threw herself into my arms. But my voice sounded like rusty metals grinding together. Thanks to my dear husband's strangulation.Kayla trembled

Undecided

Gwen Unfortunately, my peace did not last long, because I woke up. I thought I had finally found solace in the darkness, but even the darkness did not want me. It spat me back out into the harsh light.The glare of white walls and the sharp scent of antiseptic told me exactly where I was. Back in the hospital, gain. Not a big hospital, though, just the family doctor’s downtown surgery. He would never take me to a big hospital..at least, his paranoia would not let him. I squinted until my eyes adjusted. “Mrs. Burkely, you’re awake?” Dr. Higgins’ voice was gentle, but I did not respond. Of course I was awake. He sighed quietly, helped me sit up, and handed me a glass of warm water. “Thanks,” I whispered after drinking.He hesitated before speaking. “Mason brought you in around two in the morning. You were in bad shape...barely breathing and bleeding. I’m sorry, Gwen… we couldn’t save your baby. The first trimester is always fragile.”The words crashed into me like thunder. I did not h

The Monster Brings Flowers

Gwen When I woke again, the sunlight was fading, slipping through the blinds in long golden lines. The room felt too clean, too white, too quiet. Somewhere, a clock ticked, steady and indifferent. My head ached, but my heart...my heart was worse.Dr. Higgins’ words wouldn’t stop replaying. “Children don’t listen to what we say. They learn from what we live.” A nurse came in to check my vitals. Her eyes were kind but wary, the sort of look people give someone they pity. “Your husband called,” she said softly. “He’s on his way.” My stomach twisted. I wanted to run, but there was nowhere to go.It did not take long. Mason never made an entrance quietly. The door swung open, and in he walked, immaculate shirt, faint smell of cologne, a bunch of crimson roses in one hand and a white pastry box in the other. “Kitty,” he breathed, relief painting his voice. “Thank God you’re awake.”He dropped the box on the side table and came to sit beside me, his eyes searching mine as if I were some fra

The Moment Everything Shattered

Gwen The hours after Mason left dragged like years. I sat staring at the roses until the light outside faded to dusk. The scent clung to me, sweet, suffocating, and impossible to ignore.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him again, that perfect smile hovering over me, his voice dripping with apologies that had no bones, nor soul. I had heard them so many times before that they had become their own kind of lullaby.When the door opened again, I almost flinched, thinking he had d come back. But it was Dr. Higgins. “Still awake,” he said softly, pulling a chair closer to my bed. His gray hair was parted sideways and his voice carried that calm steadiness that could slice through any storm.“Couldn’t sleep,” I murmured. He looked at the untouched box of eclairs. “Not hungry either, I see.” I shook my head. For a while he did not speak. Then he reached into his coat pocket and set a small, thin booklet on my blanket. Its cover read ‘The Mask of Love: Recognizing Narcissistic Abuse.’“I g

The Breaking Point

Gwen Morning came too quickly. I had not slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Kayla falling, crying, bleeding. Her tiny arm in a cast. Her voice calling for me. I kept watch by her bed until the door opened, and the air in the room turned heavy. Mason.He filled the doorway like a storm cloud in human form, expensive cologne, silk shirt, charming smile that never reached his eyes. “There you are,” he said softly, like we were lovers in some tragic film. “My poor Gwen.” My stomach twisted and I could not answer.He crossed the room, his movements fluid, obviously rehearsed. He bent down and kissed my forehead. “You shouldn’t be here, love. You’re not strong enough. You need to rest.” “I can rest here,” I whispered. “I need to stay for Kayla.”He smiled, but there was a flicker of steel beneath it. “I’ve already arranged for her transfer to City Hospital. Better facilities. Top pediatric unit. She’ll get the best care there.” My heart froze. “Mason, please...”He brushed his fing

Stranger To The Rescue

Gwen Mason hit the wall so hard that the sound cracked through the hallway like lightning. The stranger moved with frightening precision. One hand was gripping Mason’s collar, the other pinning him to the ground before Mason could even gather his bearings.“Call the cops,” the stranger barked to a nurse who stood frozen nearby. His voice was deep, sharp, and absolute. “Now.” Mason struggled, red-faced, spitting curses. “Get off me! You don’t know who I am...” “I don’t need to,” the stranger replied calmly. “Men like you always say the same thing.”He pressed Mason’s face harder into the cold hospital floor. Mason grunted, trying to twist out of his hold, but the stranger did not even flinch. It was like trying to fight a wall of stone. “Please,” I managed to croak because my voice was raspy from the strangling. “My daughter...”The stranger’s eyes flicked to me. They were not cruel. Rather, they were assessing, like a soldier gauging the damage after battle. Then he turned toward the

For The First Time, I Cried

Gwen's POV The light in the VIP ward was softer, diffused by the pale curtains that swayed gently each time the air conditioning hummed. I sat propped against a mountain of pillows, my arm, bandaged, a drip attached to the back of my hand. My eyes, hollow yet vigilant, remained fixed on the tiny reflection of myself in the water jug beside my bed. It was easier than looking at the closed door. Easier than thinking.Kayla was in the children’s wing now, under sedation. The doctors said she would be fine, though her small arm was in a fresh cast. My throat tightened each time I remembered the way my daughter had screamed, pleading for her father not to hurt her mother again.The door opened softly. A man stepped inside, tall, broad-shouldered, wearing a dark leather jacket that still held the faint scent of rain. His presence filled the sterile room like gravity. For a moment, neither spoke. He broke the silence first, voice low, steady. “Mrs. Burkely.” I swallowed hard. “Yes?”He walk

The Smiling Tiger

Adrian’s POVI had not meant to stay outside her room that long. But even after I left, my feet wouldn't move. I stood in the hallway, watching the rain crawl down the windows, trying to steady the pulse that had been thrumming in my throat since I saw her. She is alive. Three words that should have filled me with relief. Instead, they felt like a blade twisting slowly in my chest. Because seeing her breathing, broken, and unaware of who she truly was… that was not peace. That was punishment. For both of us.When I finally walked away, I did not go far. My bodyguards, Marco and Kane, were stationed by the corner, pretending not to look nervous. They had seen me angry before, but never like this, never silent because they knew that my silence meant danger.“Boss,” Marco began carefully, “we’ve confirmed Mason Burkely’s transfer. The police took him into custody an hour ago. He’s being kept isolated under your, uh...‘suggestion.’” I nodded once. “And the daughter?” “She’s in Pediatrics

The Smiling Tiger's Resolve

Adrian’s POV The city never truly sleeps, not when you have built it to bow before you.From the balcony of my study, Essexville stretches out beneath me, ribbons of light and shadows weaving through the skyline. I can hear the faint hum of the ocean in the distance, steady and indifferent. It used to calm me once. Now, it only reminds me of what the sea took, and what it gave back. Her face still lingers in my mind. Imelda Gwen Cruise. No… Gwen Burkely, as they call her now. When I saw her at the hospital earlier today, the world seemed to tilt off its axis. She was thinner, fragile, and had that tremor in her hands I used to soothe with a kiss. But it was her eyes, those gray eyes like storm clouds before rain, that made my chest ache. They were the same eyes that once looked at me with trust, with love… but this time, they did not recognize me. And the child, the little girl clutching her hospital gown, had my mother’s dimple when she frowned. Kayla, must be my daughter. Heck,

The Man with the Storm in His Eyes

Gwen’s POVWhen I woke up again, the first thing I noticed was the silence. It was not the shallow quiet of a regular hospital ward, full of footsteps and low voices, but a deeper kind, the kind that made me feel like the air itself was holding its breath. The sheets were softer, the room larger, and the faint scent of lilies lingered instead of antiseptic.Someone must have moved me. Again. I blinked a few times before I realized I was not alone. A nurse was adjusting a drip beside me, her movements careful, as though afraid to startle me. “Good morning, Mrs. Burkely,” she said softly. “How are you feeling?”I did not answer at first. My throat was sore, and the memories were jagged, Mason’s hand around my neck, Kayla’s cries, the sound of chaos, and then... that stranger. The one who pulled Mason away and called the police. The one whose presence had made even Mason’s arrogance falter.“Where’s Kayla?” I asked finally, my voice cracking. “She’s fine,” the nurse assured me. “She’s in

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