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Cynical Perfidy
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Ongoing, First published Apr 10
Jerric had always been the kind of teenager who brought light to those around him. At just fifteen, he was known for his brilliant smile and heartwarming laughter. 
However, everything changed one tragic night when his world was shattered. With a knife, bloodied and sticky with evidence, found in his hands at the crime scene, he was accused of murdering his own parents.
The evidence was damning, and despite his protests of innocence, the society and the courtroom echoed with accusations. Jerric was sent to a juvenile facility, where the vibrant laughter of his youth faded into silence.
Years passed, and at 18, he emerged from that dark place, in the sterile walls of the juvenile home, Jerric grew up being cynical. He turned 18, and with a heavy heart and a mind filled with thoughts of revenge against those who had framed him, he was released. Seeking to escape his past, he took a job as a lifeguard at the popular beach in Orchid Vista. The sandy shores felt like a fresh start, and for a time, he buried his pain beneath the sun and the waves.
During the years to age 27, he met Kiera, a wealthy girl who loves simplicity, his parents killer's child
Little did he know Kiera knew the secrets of the past about the death of his parents and kept it a secret from him. Conflict emerges on between; love, betrayal, cynicism, hatred and revenge! Read for more!
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