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Chapter 3

Word Count: 850    |    Released on: Today at 11:40

t didn't crash

flurry of controlled chaos. It was three in the morning when the sound of

itted eyes, I saw Sarah burst into the room, already dre

crambling into the hallway. "Mark is not feeling well.

ergency. A world-renowned gastroenterologist was flown in by helicopter in the dead of night for an up

kept cleaning supplies, the smell of bleach a sharp contrast to the luxury outside. I

uded corner in the vast living room, a spot behind a large sculpture, and allowed myself a moment of weakness. I curled

cold water shocked

an empty glass. She had used the water from a vase o

?" she sneere

wet hair, and hauled me to

onfused, water dri

hat was your work, wasn't it? You tri

ightened, and she sho

wer

r admit it. What was the point? She believed what she wanted to believe. An

zing. "You think you can just try to mur

the hard, polished surface. She pulled me into the main bathroom, the one w

ld water on full blast. The force of the water was su

d of the rushing water. "You're jealous. You can't s

left kneeling on the tile, shivering

empty. I didn't try to explain.

furiate her more than a

e demanded, her voice trembling with a strange mix

r from my eyes a

d, my voice hoarse. "It d

confusion cro

es that

floor, my joints aching. My silence was a wall she couldn't s

f my fingers, then apologized with a charming smile while Sarah berated me for being clumsy. The countless times I was blamed for

carved into my arm was the final lesson. My words were meaningless. My truth did not exist in this house. So I stopped speaking

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