Becoming Free Indeed Novels & Stories

he said as he threw the paper on the table once again, but this time right in front of me. I picked up the pen and opened the file with a smile on my face. Twenty‑five million — did he really think I was that stupid? If he could afford to buy Melinda a necklace worth 30 million, he could afford more to buy her freedom. Putting down the pen, I turned to him with a cold and detached gaze.

Their family business was also suffering due to the scandal and was on the verge of bankruptcy. The sisters' dreams of climbing the social ladder by snagging Brad were completely shattered. I pretended to feel sorry for them. A maid remarked, "Miss, you're so kind-hearted." I forced a smile in response. After she left, I let out a massive yawn. Last night, I'd been binge-watching Magic Mike under the covers. It was exhausting. Remembering how easily Brad had caught me when I tried to escape before, I suddenly felt a surge of panic. I decided to cram in some last-minute prep and hit the gym!

Breaking Free can be a true story. Many women on a daily basis goes through what Katie is going through. Domestic abuse or any sort of abuse is never okay. Never let anybody take away your worth, because you are worth everything! If you are getting hurt by somebody you thought cared about you, get help. Never be afraid to reach out, because it's not okay for somebody to call you names, to yell or place their hands on you. Never allow somebody take advantage and cause you that type of pain.

He had told me the only way to be free, and I didn't know if I could do that thing, because it wasn't as easy as I thought. I needed to kill a hundred people to be free, and I lost hope that I could. It was hopeless; I knew I couldn't even kill an animal, but how much more human? Cain told me to try. My decision was needed, I needed, and whether I was willing to sacrifice a hundred lives or not, everything would change the direction of my life, especially since the curse might become active and would control me at anytime.

I liked it too and left a comment: "Congratulations and best wishes." I stared at the diamond ring on my finger as it caught the light. After hesitating for a moment, I took it off. I had worn it for so long that it felt more like a trap than a symbol of love. For the first time in three years, I posted something new on my social media. "Prioritize self-love and grant others the freedom they seek." Then, I scrolled through my old posts. The last one was a picture from our wedding day. I was smiling brightly, and my eyes were filled with affection for Nolan, completely unaware of the irritation in his.

The legal nightmare that threatened to ruin my entire life has completely vanished in the span of ten minutes. I am free. Why am I not happy?

Choosing Rachel wasn't ruining my life. It was finally getting what I'd always wanted. Being with her—that was the real revenge. And now, I was finally awake. Time to get back on the path I should've been on all along.

“It’s time to collect hundreds of millions of dollars again. Make sure you won’t get caught though.” This is it! All for the sake of freedom, I’ll become a criminal!

Basta ang alam ko lang, gusto kong tumakas. Gusto kong makawala. I’m not free anymore. And I’m becoming someone who wants to give up something.

“Not revenge, not bitterness, but yourself. That’s the truest victory.” I looked around at everyone who had come to witness, to support, to understand. “Yes,” I said firmly. “I chose myself. And that choice… it feels like freedom.” Julian leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to my temple. “And you’ll carry that freedom into every moment from now on,” he whispered. “Every step, every breath, every design—it’s yours, entirely.”