An Enemy's Grasp
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Ongoing, First published Feb 19, 2017
This is a small story of the personal struggles of many people. Not only am I writing this to let my own feelings out, but for other people to see and hopefully relate to. In this story, I will go into the fictional perspective of feelings such as: fear, sadness, anger, envy, etc. Hopefully I can capture how having these feelings is really like.

I want to ease the souls of the troubled. If you know anyone struggling with depression, anxiety, or any other mental issue, reach out to them. Give them a hug. Let them know they aren't worthless. If we could all come together as humans, it would be such a wonderful thing. Too much bad happens in this world to simply be ignored. Stand up. Let it all out.
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After My Wife Had an Affair with Her Assistant, I Chose Divorce

28 parts Ongoing

On my wife's birthday, I rushed back from another city overnight. But the one who opened the door was my male assistant, wearing my bathrobe. "Mr. Lucas, I came to report to Ms. Johnson, and accidentally got caught in the rain, so I took a shower. Please don't misunderstand." "There's nothing to explain." My wife, also in a bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom with a look of disdain on her face. Her gaze towards me was full of contempt. "Aren't you supposed to be on a business trip? Why are you back?" I paused for a moment, then shook my head and gave a light laugh. "It's nothing. Just came back to grab a few documents." I casually tossed the carefully chosen birthday gift into the trash bin, then sent a message to my lawyer. "Help me draft a divorce agreement."