My mother called to check on me, so I excused myself from the group to speak with her. I answered the phone and she asked if my brother and I were all ready for our trip. I responded with "Yeah we are about to get on the plane." My mom says to have fun, and not to worry about anything. I was just thinking to myself though when my mom told Sean and me that Mason Scott was our "father."That was seven years ago, today. I just remember feeling like I was going to vomit. She mentioned that it happened before he began murdering my friends.
She met at the bar, and he was a young, attractive man. He had that personality in a man that was so hard to resist. She didn't realize she was pregnant with my brother and me until she got home from Greece." A feeling of confusion, shock, and even betrayal grappled my mind with an overwhelming desire to reject the truth. I discovered that my biological father is a serial killer is leading me into an intense emotional rollercoaster. The very foundation of my identity is shaken, and all seems like it's been a lie. I was left questioning my sense of self. I had feelings of guilt, shame, and self-doubt that were consuming my thoughts as I grappled with the consequences of being associated with such heinous acts. In the face of such a shocking revelation, finding closure and understanding becomes paramount. While the journey toward acceptance may be long and arduous, it is crucial for personal growth and healing.
Embracing my true identity, no matter how unsettling, is a step towards reclaiming my autonomy and defining my new path. With time, self-compassion, and support, it is possible to transcend the dark shadow cast by Mason's actions and forge a brighter future. Nolan then yells my name, indicating that it is time to board our plane. I told my mother how much I loved her and thanked her for letting Sean and me go on the trip. We hear the person at our gate announce that we are now boarding our flight to Paris.
As I sat in my seat, my heart pounding in my chest as the plane taxied down the runway. I glanced out the window, watching as the familiar surroundings of the airport grew smaller and smaller. The anticipation of the upcoming trip to Paris should have filled me with excitement, but instead, a heavy weight of worry settled in the pit of my stomach.
Beside me was Nolan, my best friend and confidant, who sensed me feeling unease. He gently placed his arm around my shoulders, providing a comforting presence. I leaned into him, seeking solace in his familiar warmth.
As the plane gained altitude, I stole a glance at the other members of our group. Jen, the fashionista, was engrossed in a fashion magazine, oblivious to my distress. Casey, and Mikayla, the best friends, were busy discussing their plans for exploring the city. They were all excited, their anticipation palpable. Yet, I couldn't shake off the feeling of uneasiness.
"Nolan," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the hum of the engines. "What if something goes wrong? What if we encounter unexpected dangers in Paris?"
Nolan tightened his grip around me, his voice calm and reassuring. "Madelyn, we've planned this trip meticulously. We've done our research, and we have each other's backs. Everything is going to be okay. We'll have an incredible time together, exploring the city of love and creating unforgettable memories."
I tried to take comfort in Nolan's words. I knew he was right. We had spent countless hours preparing for this trip, meticulously plotting our itinerary and ensuring we had all the necessary precautions in place. Yet, the nagging feeling of apprehension lingered.
As the plane continued its journey, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts. I reminded myself of the thrill of adventure, the excitement of stepping foot in a foreign land. I imagined strolling along the Seine, savoring croissants at a quaint café, and standing in awe before the grandeur of the Eiffel Tower.
Nolan's presence beside me grounded me, providing the reassurance I needed. I knew I could rely on him, just as he could rely on me. Together, we would navigate the unknown, unraveling the mysteries that awaited them in the City of Lights.
With a newfound determination, I opened my eyes and smiled at Nolan. "You're right, Nolan. We've got this. It's going to be an amazing trip, filled with unforgettable adventures."
Nolan returned my smile, his eyes filled with unwavering support. "Absolutely, Madelyn. We're in this together, every step of the way."
As the plane soared through the clouds, my worries slowly faded into the background. I allowed myself to embrace the excitement that lay ahead, knowing that with Nolan by my side, their trip to Paris would be nothing short of extraordinary.
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The "Final " Break
Misterio / SuspensoPetrified, Traumatized, Mortified. That's how you've made me feel this week. The "Final" Break is a Mystery/Thriller novel, about a group of college seniors from Stanford University who go to Paris as a "final" spring break together. One of the char...