Dear Tressi [✓]

Dear Tressi [✓]

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When the choice is between love and sanity, what would you choose? _______ When Tressi Sakit ran away from home after her sister's murder, she was seventeen years old. Now, six years later, with a stable job and a loving husband, she is leading the perfect life. The problem? Her dreams are consumed by memories of her sister, while her days are preyed upon by waking nightmares of the horrific crime. With childhood traumas, broken ties, festering resentments and growing hallucinations, Tressi would do anything rather than go back. But when the hauntings become unbearable, it seems like there is no other option but to get to the root of the problem: Lapec, the very place she ran from. The price? Bringing her dark history to her now sunny world. On one side, her inescapable past pulling her back to the depths of hell she crawled out of. On the other, her husband, her career and everything she's managed to build. Her choice? Well, who said she had any? Cover credit : @aiceleste Special thanks to @midnightkoala for helping me edit
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She was mine long before she knew it. I had been raised in shadows, in a world where power was survival and choice was an illusion. But then there was her. She slipped into my life unexpectedly and defiantly, her eyes too bright for a town like this one. She was unafraid of what lay beneath the surface, thinking she could walk away and resist the pull. But every step she took only bound her tighter to me. She was delicate but stubborn, fierce enough to face what others ran from, even if she didn't fully see it yet. She was the only thing I had ever chosen. I would break anything to keep her, everything, even her illusions of freedom. Because in a world that offered no choices, she became my one certainty. I will carve that truth into the world, with blood, if I have to. R. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

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