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Turned. Marc collapsed onto the couch—elbows on knees, head in hands, water still dripping from his hair onto the cushions. “They’re cutting me.” Damien knelt in front of him—hands on Marc’s thighs, steadying, grounding. “They won’t. Not if we fight.” “How?” Marc’s voice broke—cracked open, raw. “Everyone knows now. Photos. Audio. The chain. They’ve got everything.” Damien cupped his face—thumbs brushing wet cheeks, wiping rain and tears Marc hadn’t realized were there. “Then we stop hiding. Joint statement. Truth. We’ve been in love since college. Marriage was paper. No conflict—only love.”

Honestly, I wasn't too interested in their drama, but the hospital Kate had been trying to get into happened to be where my new boyfriend, Gordon Lane, worked. It was the same hospital I went to for a checkup, where I uncovered the issue with my surgery record. Kate thought I was helpless and easy to control. When the deadline for signing up for the external training program at the hospital was approaching, she altered the time on my surgery records. That was when Gordon noticed. He was in charge of reviewing records and caught a mistake—Kate's name matched the person involved in the medical incident. His suspicion grew, and once he compared the hospitals, he immediately rejected the case.

"How can you be sure that she is okay? How did you know that she can handle it? Everything you've said were all lies. Explain properly. The truth... I don't care whether it's confidential or not. Explain it." The hunters, the people from the Monitoring Department, Mr. Ambrose, and President Carlton were all silent for a minute. The Organization President closed his eyes for a brief moment before opening them again and he sighed. He knew that he had no choice, but to tell them the truth, especially when Hunter Max was in this state. President Carlton knew that things would be bad if he continued to lie, he saw Hunter Max in this state in the past. It was when he lost the woman he loved.

She never once said it was a child she had given birth to! The moment those words landed, the room erupted again. Smiling, I patted Susan on the shoulder. "Thank you, Susie. I’ll tell everyone the rest of the truth." With that, I projected a video onto the large screen. The footage clearly showed Sophia from years ago, sneaking over and placing the cardboard box with the baby at our doorstep. Sophia’s face turned deathly pale. "So she was the one who dumped the baby at someone else’s door, and then accused them of stealing the child. That’s shameless beyond belief!"

“Don’t lie. Your eyes are swollen.” I stiffened but didn’t answer. He let it go. “Regardless, you shouldn’t have touched these documents.” “Then don’t leave them lying around.” Another jaw tick. Score one for Tanya. He leaned forward, hands on the desk. “What you uncovered could cost someone their job. Or their freedom.” I swallowed. “So someone was cooking the books.” His silence was confirmation. “Don’t mention this to anyone,” he said. “Not a word.” “I won’t.”

, I begged her. She let out a big sigh. "Alright. Now, listen carefully. The truth I'm going to reveal won't be easy at all for you to believe. So, promise me, no matter what I say you'd believe me as I believe you, ok?", She asked. "I promise.”, I replied. "Alright, so listen to me. All the things you said are correct. They aren't normal but if you knew till now it is impossible for a clever student like you to not know the correct answer, right? Of course, you know that you're a vampire.

“Whatever it is, I need the full truth.” Caroline pulled out her laptop and the USB drive. “Once you see this, you can’t unsee it. And you’ll want to fight. To expose everyone. To finish what Michael started.” “I know. But I can’t hide from the truth because it’s hard. My father didn’t. I won’t either.” She unlocked the encrypted files. Documents filled the screen — names, transactions, conversations, years of evidence. Senator Patricia Morrison. Judge Harold Brennan. FBI Section Chief Thomas Valdez.

Today should be November 15th. I opened my eyes and glanced at the calendar on my phone. When I woke up, a doctor in a white coat was standing beside me. I remembered him; his name was Henry Lewis, my senior and also my attending doctor. Then there was another man... At this moment, he was standing in front of me, looking hostile. "You faint so easily, Mia Frank. When did you start learning how to act?" he sneered. My head throbbed for a moment, and I finally recalled his identity.

It was strange—how just knowing someone else would help carry the burden made it feel half as heavy. “I don’t want to run anymore,” I said. “I just want the truth.” Andrew walked toward the edge of the bed and crouched down, meeting me eye to eye. “You deserve that,” he said. “And you’ll have it. No more shadows. No more games.” I nodded slowly. “Then let’s end it. All of it.” He stood, the quiet creak of the floorboard under his feet the only sound in the room for a moment. His gaze flicked briefly to the window, where the first hints of morning were pulling the sky open in shades of blue and ash.

The command to tell the truth pushes inside the head and causes immediate torture. Brittany looked at me, fear in her eyes. She had never been commanded to tell the truth, but she had witnessed it often enough. She had witnessed first-hand how grown ass-tough men had been brought to their knees. She sat up a little taller, clearing her voice, “I will tell you what I know,” she whispered.