Todos os capítulos de The Tarot Knew First: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

The moment I walked through the front door that evening, I noticed a familiar pair of sneakers in the entryway. They were limited edition. I had given them to Matthew for his birthday last month.Something rustled in the living room. I pushed the door open and found him standing in front of Deborah's wardrobe, holding one of her silk nightgowns against himself as if checking the fit."Leo, you're home." Matthew saw me and did not flinch. He walked over as if nothing was wrong, easy and relaxed. "Debbie's heading to Sanyara this weekend, and you're always swamped, so I figured I'd swing by and help her pack. Women have so much stuff. I didn't want her to forget anything."He smiled with an open, guileless look, the kind that belonged to a man with a clean conscience.I stared at him. My gaze settled on the red mark on his neck. "Very considerate of you. Finished all your own work already?"Matthew touched his neck instinctively. His eyes shifted for a brief moment."Come on, my wo

The next afternoon, the sun shone bright and indifferent over the hotel's open-air seafood restaurant.Deborah and Matthew sat at the best table by the waterfront, feeding each other peeled shrimp."Debbie, you're so good to me. Nothing like Leonard. That guy's about as romantic as a brick wall." Matthew spoke with a satisfied grin and kissed her cheek. Deborah laughed softly and indulgently. "He just doesn't know how to live. From now on, everything I have is only for you."I stood under a nearby palm tree and watched the nauseating scene with a cold, steady gaze.I drew a slow breath, stepped to the service counter beside me, picked up a full glass of chilled red wine, and walked straight to their table.I stopped in front of them and looked down."Deborah. How's the seafood?" My voice stayed calm and quiet. It did not need to be louder.Deborah snapped her head up. The color drained from her face the instant she saw me."Leonard? What are you doing here?" Matthew scrambled

At 11:30 p.m. that night, I heard quick footsteps in the hallway and the rumble of suitcase wheels across the floor, followed by Deborah trying the door code."Incorrect password." The mechanical voice carried clearly through the quiet corridor."What's going on? Why isn't the code working?" Irritation bled into her voice."Debbie, don't tell me he actually changed the locks." Matthew's tone tightened with alarm.Three hard knocks struck the door."Leonard! Open this door! What do you think you're doing, changing the locks? My stuff is still in there!"I sat on the sofa and sipped my ice water at my own pace. I did not look up."Leonard! This is going too far! You can't just throw me out on the street, even if we're breaking up!"She was loud enough to wake the neighbor across the hall. His door opened."Keep it down out there! Some of us are trying to sleep," the old man snapped.Deborah lowered her voice but kept pounding.I set down my glass, walked to the door, and press

Hannah's words sent a jolt through my chest, but I forced it down before it could take hold.This was not the time. I still had a fight ahead of me.…A few days later, I sat in the middle of a meeting when the front desk called the internal line.The receptionist spoke in a tight voice. "Mr. Gibson, could you come out, please? There's a man at the front desk claiming to be your friend. He's causing a scene and refuses to leave no matter what we say."I knew who it was before she finished. I excused myself from the conference room and walked out to the lobby.As expected, Matthew stood at the front desk, shouting loud enough to draw a crowd from nearby offices."Leonard! Get out here!"He saw me and stormed over, wearing the expression of someone convinced he held the moral high ground."What gives you the right to freeze Debbie's accounts? Do you have any idea she can't even pay her hospital fees right now?" He jabbed a finger toward my face. "You got tired of her and threw h

Six months later, I sat in my private office and flipped through a new project proposal.A knock sounded.Richard stepped inside, barely containing his grin. "Mr. Gibson, the quarterly financials just came in. Net profit is up 20% above projections.""Good work. Let everyone know dinner's on me tonight. That new Black Pearl place."I closed the folder and stretched, feeling genuinely good.After I cut Deborah out of my life, my career took off. With no more internal strain, I poured everything into work. I closed several major deals and earned a promotion to senior partner.When I stepped out of the building that evening, a black Maybach waited at the curb. I recognized it at once.The window rolled down. Hannah sat inside, flawless and striking, watching me with the same cool, composed expression she always wore.One eyebrow lifted slightly. A hint of warmth lingered behind her eyes, though her voice stayed even. "Mr. Gibson, care to join me for dinner?"I walked over, opened