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rder. I'd take on more jobs, I'll take care of you

have many debts to repay. I'm not going to live that sort of life again. Carson loves me, and I do for him too. Don't allow your blinded love

r to where Carson had parked his

had knelt down to beg, he clearly was the one that introdu

gged off th

ond memory that

n away from him by his best f

her stab his mother to death countlessly

ough the turbulent waves of his recent past. The pain of feeling abandoned by those he l

away from the haunting memories of his mother's tragic end and Skye's betrayal. He had po

nce cherished, of making his mother and Skye proud, now felt like distant echoes of a fo

and anger he felt towards Skye's abandonment fueled a desire for vindication. He wanted her to regret

. Instead, he would use his pain as fuel to propel himself forward, to achieve success on his o

ctions. The betrayal and loss he had experienced fueled a deep-seated des

make the

water and changed to

ne of dark, tousled hair that added an air of rugged charm to his appearance. His piercing eyes, the color of deep eme

h. A well-groomed beard added a touch of maturity to his youthful visage, enhancing his rugged allure. His lips, cur

t. Muscles rippled beneath smooth, sun-kissed skin, showcasing the result of dedicated workouts and a discipl

nd a physique that demanded attention, he embodied the epitome o

he bathroom he sa

s a little boy, he had sna

again, lost

smile and the sparkle in her eyes whenever she played with him as a little boy. She had a way

avorite toy or a comforting hug during tough times, she was there, a constant source of support and affection. Her u

ature had left an indelible mark on his soul, guiding him through life's ups and downs. Though she was n

e and determination welled up within him. He vowed to honor her memory by be

at cold, rainy n

ke a dark cloud l

the anger in his father's voice, the tears in his mother's eyes, and the sense of helplessness that

er their arguments turned heated, but that night, she couldn't protect him in time. He peered through the c

ture frame and swung it at him. The altercation turned violent, and in a fit of rage, his father pulled out a kn

leaving an indelible mark on his psyche. His father left the scene without a second glance,

previous night, discovered his mother's lifeless body. The tragedy rocked their sm

ifying events to the neighbors, and they wasted no time in contacting the authorities. The police launched a search for his father, eventually appr

stly different from what he had known, and her archaic practices didn't sit well with him. As he grew older and reached the legal age of eighteen,

d his father in jail. But the man who had now

even want

hat came to visit him and as he was about to walk aw

ill her? Your

ed any explanat

rrested, he provid

and stop digging things that could

efore leaving him alon

ondered what he

nd to avoid delving into "dangerous matters" left him with more questions than answers. Despite the passage of time and his attemp

ing in their family's past? Or was it a veiled threat, hinting that certain truths were better left buried? The uncertainty gn

ling of needing closure and justice for his mother. It was a quest that drove h

aptured in the photograph. His mother's smile, so full of warmth and kindness, contrasted sharply with the darkness of her t

re followed suit. In time

e chairman had gotten f

ith no one to tu