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"In short, it's a series of messes with people's lives, a chain reaction of misery that just keeps on affecting others." She turned her head back towards me, and her eyes, usually so bright and mischievous, looked ancient and weary. "And Momma... well... he directly messed with her. And she lost everything." She let the words hang in the salt-tinged air. "She lost every single thing." I swallowed hard, feeling the tightening of a cold knot in my stomach. Just how much damage can one man cause just because he has enough money to go around? "Serena," I prompted softly.

And just like that, I was alone. But not the same. Not anymore. I pulled myself up slowly, every bone in my body screaming, and crawled toward the couch. My chest felt tight, like it was caving in. But my mind was sharp. Clear. He didn’t just hit me. He warned me. This was the beginning. The start of a new life I’d never asked for. And no one was coming to save me. Not Elena. Not Killian. Not anyone. I had to survive this. Somehow.

Beneath the Ruin I’ve been hiding from the silence, Drowning out the noise inside. Built a life on fear and shadows, Just to make it through the night. Every door they’ve locked behind me Still remembers who I was. But I don’t want their crown of violence. I don’t want their twisted love. I’ve got scars they’ll never see, Cuts too deep for blood to show. And I’d burn it all to ashes Just to be someone they don’t own. There’s a girl beneath this damage That they never got to break. She still sings beneath the ruin,

I didn’t give him the dignity of a nod. His laugh was sharp, sudden, like he’d cracked the world’s most unhinged joke. “Oh, for fuck’s sake. Dad really hired a mute man to watch me. Jesus Christ, this family is insane.” He collapsed back into the pillows, arms splayed, eyes on the ceiling. I checked the perimeter of the room, eyes scanning for weaknesses in the layout. Escape routes. Blind spots. I was trained to see threats. He was trained to make them. This was my last job.

who knew that he was the bad omen for me! ****************************** Just When It Seems Like Life is Getting Good, Something Always Has to Come Along And Ruin It. ************************* Names of places are fictional

"Then I promise your life is always going to wait for you," Listening to her alluring answer, Damien pulled her into his arms, making her snuggle her face into chest and embraced him tightly. Damien pecked her head and sighed in relaxation, realising his life was always going to wait for him always but only if he knew that….. today the second he would step out of that door, his life was going to get teared apart from him and her promise was going to get shattered in countless pieces because his fear was going to turn into his fate.

At least I knew I screamed a lot before it happened but this time I couldn’t remember a thing. The vanity mirror which had survived it the first time caught my attention; but this time instead of standing royally like it used to, it now laid on the floor in a pile of molten gold which had hardened again to form nothing worthwhile, but gold all the same. The smell of burnt ruins filled my nostrils as I tried to get up and I began coughing violently as it almost suffocated me. Looking around and deciding that there was nothing left to take, I quickly wrapped my bodice around me and walked out of the ruins like a person stepping out of a horror movie scene.

before smiling and leaving to get another cold can of Mountain Dew distraction. When did my life become such a shitshow?

He grabbed my wrist tightly, “You can’t start a new relationship on a whim! Come with me!” Godden sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching our shadows across the floor. I pinned his hand down, trying to break free from his crushing grip. I stared at him with a terrifying calmness, “Vittorio, you are always so confident. But, how come you don't get that my heart was broken into a million pieces? It will never be fixed. Not ever.”