No Regrets

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like shards of obsidian, gleamed with a sinister allure, promising riches beyond measure to those who dared seek his favor. Silas’ presence was a

ad, “one more chance, please…I’ll pay what I owe”. His voice cracked with desperation. Despite his fragile state, Silas’ eyes remained unyielding, unmoved by the man’s suffering. With a chilling calmness, Silas approached. As the man’s feeble pleas echoed in the silence, Silas’ voice cut through like a blade “You must think I’m a fool? Y

20’s even prettier and soft looking. Silas with a grin, echoed her sentiment, “They always do”. Their indifference to the man’s fate painted a chilling picture of their ruthless nature. “Why borrow what you can’t pa

an. “What do you want! Are you a spy?” He demanded; his voice filled with anger. The man trembling before him, fell to his knees, pleading, “No please, I’m not. I need your help. My business has crumbled to the ground, my planta

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ants of the celebration. Her thoughts swirled with concern for Jake’s whereabouts, the silence heavy around her. “Where has he d

repose. Anna hesitated, her eyes scanning the darkness for any sign of Jake, a silent plea for his return in h

, go to bed… he had som

ance felt hollow, leaving

e room, the door closing behind her. Inside the room Anna’s restlessness grew palpable “This is just not

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in disarray. "I look a mess right now," I muttered as I gazed at my reflection. Yesterday, I looked like an angel, but today, in the same outfit, I looked crazy. I chuckled at the absurdity of it all. As

ing, devoid of the usual calmness that drew me to him. What was

here were you, Jake? Did something happen?" I tried to contain my anger, but his unexplained absence o

ill be submissive. Meet me downstairs or live here with my m

stood before me with eyes devoid of warmth. ‘Did I do something wrong?’ I pondered , my mind reeling, trying to make sense of the sudd

ell on deaf ears. "Where are we going to?" I asked,

uptly stopped by the roadside, He got down f

through me, shattering the la

d like a cruel reminder of my shattered reality. "Meet me at the address, your voice irks my peace," his f

t and was eager for our marriage, what could be going on throu

nt giant. The grand gates creaked open, granting me passage into what was supposed to be our shared home. As I ste

ce, each word dripping with disdain. Confusion and hurt clouded my mind as I mustered the courage to confront him. "What was the m

any trace of the love that once bound us together. The weight of his words cru

hy does it have to be this way?" I pleaded, t

oved you!" The finality of his confession reverberated in the air, sending my heart into a frantic race against time. In that moment, as the echoe

, descending the stairs, he grasped my face, his eyes searching mine intensely. "Your heart beats for Evan, just as mine for Laure... why di

do with you." With a dismissive gesture, he summoned a young girl into the room, she was pale and had an outstanding pair of eyes. "This will be your maid, ‘Lina’, that wi

uth dawned on me- the reason behind his silence towards my letters. He harbored a lover, and his marriag

a's voice broke through, y

the truth now clear in my mind. "Call me Anna... Just Anna," I

prepared a bubb

. With a brief nod, I acknowledged her offer; I needed to shed this we