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After all her friends chose their lines, visiting her house became unbearable. The hysteric, devastated and dishevelled woman in front of her was her mom who used to be a cheerful person back then but then she met Victor, Sofia and Abigail's father. After him, she was never the same. She got hopeless. When he left them, he did not return. It was obvious that he did not want to have a life containing all four of them. Waiting for him all these years made Helene depressed that she tried to hurt herself numerous times, thinking he would come back if he saw how miserable was she without him. One day, she attempted to kill herself, but it was a failed attempt.

That would be the easiest way for her to earn. "Where was this fear when you were demeaning mine and my father's reputation? HUH?!" He roared, tightening his hold on her small waist, knowing it would be bruised by tomorrow. Her skin was too sensitive for her own good. Hazel turned her head to the side feeling him growling near her face. It was terrifying. The whole trauma was curling her insides. Even, when Theodore revealed her parent's death news on her, wasn't this much agonizing, then this whole scenario was.

she told her husband. It was 9.pm at night, Jonz in his house eating dinner with his girlfriend, "Babe, this days you don't usually have time for me, you always tell me you are busy" his girlfriend told him "sorry bae but you know how it is with work, don't worry, soon I will have your time" Jonz replied laughing, "that is what u always say" Jonz's girlfriend replied, Jonz further assured her everything will be fine, few seconds later Jonz got an SMS alert on his phone, he saw the massage was from Mr.Welsh he opened the SMS, "Someone broke into my house today, tomorrow I will give you the details" Jonz was startled after reading the massage, "what's is wrong honey" his girlfriend asked, " N

I don’t want to lose him. I went inside my house, it felt so cold like a dead cold. It didn’t feel like a house, it felt like a cabin with no warmth, and with the warmth, I don’t mean heat, I mean heat. Today is proving to be the worst day of my life. I sat over the floor and my eyes were oozing out of tears. I can't believe what's happening with my life. The person that I love is leaving me, I have no idea about my family my papa. Nobody loves me. I feel like giving up my life. It's been a tragic day. I was crying and crying and crying, then a message popped up on my phone. It was papa

Natasha dashes out of the ice cream shop, a frantic look on her face. Her heart was beating so loud and so fast that she could feel the impact on her chest. She just lost two kids to God knows what and God knows who. What was she going to tell Mr. Grayson? ‘Oh, hi, I took your kids for ice cream but they got lost somehow. But don’t worry, I’m sure we will find them.’ He was going to fire her! She couldn’t afford to be fired. This was the only job she actually had a shot at and now, she was about to lose that too because of her fucking carelessness!

That which I dreaded was happening. The Alpha raised his fist and fired a powerful punch to my belly, hitting me so hard that I stumbled far away, crashing my skull on the cemented floor in such a way that I felt it crack as thick, dark blood gushed from my mouth and nose, also sizzling from the cut which formed on the part of my head that I had struck, causing my brain to go blank. As I cried bitterly, the pain hazed my mind and caused a blurry vision that made it impossible to see around me; I couldn't tell where I was anymore, and every voice sounded distant and fading as I entered what was implied to be a blackout.

"I just thought I could fix it before you ever found out. I didn't want to drag you into my problems. I was so stupid… so, so stupid." My eyes had tears pricking at the corners as I tried to piece everything together. What did I find? The man whom I learned to trust and who was good to me was a man whose heart concealed something unfathomable to me. It cut deep, the betrayal, and I did not know if I would ever be able to forgive him. Under it all, there was this feeling of devastation. This mournful feeling of loss for the relationship we had finally built. The one that felt real, not just the Jax I had thought I knew.

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I opened the window slightly to get a better view, the heat and tension from the fire hitting me in waves. As I laid Berries down on the seat for her to keep resting, I turned on the AC for her to ventilate while Jake and I surveyed the area to get a clue about what transpired in our absence. The devastation unfolded before us, and my heart sank even further. My pack, my family, my home, all reduced to ruins. The emotions inside me were a mix of anger, sorrow, and helplessness. "No...this can't be real," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper.

Panic and fear surged within me as I realized the magnitude of the devastation. Struggling to rise, I pushed through the pain and forced myself to my feet. The acrid scent of smoke filled the air, stinging my nostrils. Tears welled up in my eyes, a mixture of grief and disbelief at the sight before me. I stood amidst the ruins of my home, the remnants of the fire still smouldering around me. The shock of the explosion and the devastating loss weighed heavily on my shoulders. As I tried to make sense of the chaos, my phone suddenly rang, piercing through the silence.