People are gathering at General Eugene's tomb.
People from all walks of life had come to pay their respects to the fallen hero, their heads bowed in reverence as they reflected on his legacy.
Tears glistened in their eyes, their sorrow visible in the air.
Among the mourners stood Magdalena, her presence unnoticed amidst the sea of grieving faces.
She had waited patiently, hidden from view, until the last person had left the somber scene.
Now, as the cemetery went dark and fell silent, she took a hesitant step forward, her eyes fixed on the tombstone before her.
The weight of anger and betrayal hung heavily upon Magdalena's heart.
She had loved General Eugene with a fierce passion, pledging her loyalty and devotion to him.
But his abrupt departure had left her shattered, abandoned and alone.
As she stood before his final resting place, her anger boiled to the surface. "How could you, Eugene?" she whispered, her voice laced with bitterness. "You promised to protect Thomas and me. You promised a future together. But you left us, without a word, without an explanation."
A gust of wind rustled the leaves around her, as if nature itself echoed her anguish.
Magdalena's emotions swirled within her, a tempest of hurt, confusion, and resentment.
She had given her heart to a man who had chosen duty over love, leaving her to bear the weight of their shattered dreams.
Tears welled in her eyes, a mix of sorrow and anger. "You were my world, Eugene. And you left me to navigate this chaos alone. Thomas deserved a father, and I deserved a partner. But you denied us both."
With trembling hands, Magdalena reached out to touch the cold stone of the tombstone, her fingertips tracing the engraved words that immortalized General Eugene's name.
She couldn't help but feel a sense of betrayal, a deep ache that resonated within her soul.
The bitterness of her emotions began to give way to sadness.
She mourned not only the loss of a lover, but also the loss of the future they had envisioned together.
The dreams they had shared now lay shattered, like the fragments of her broken heart.
Taking a final, lingering look at the tombstone, Magdalena whispered her farewell. "Goodbye, Eugene. I hope you find the peace in death that eluded us in life."
Overwhelmed by a deep sense of worry and despair, Magdalena's anguish intensified as she realized that Thomas had been absent from home for weeks.
Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision as she struggled to contain her emotions.
The weight of Thomas's absence pressed heavily on her heart, filling her with fear for his safety and well-being.
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Black Magic
Mystery / ThrillerA woman in the 19th century curses her husband with black magic, she doesn't know the exchange of that, it might end her whole bloodline.
