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HE LOVED THEM BOTH
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Ongoing, First published Sep 01, 2025
Prissy and Marie were once bound by the innocence of childhood friendship. But life has a cruel way of twisting bonds into shackles.

Marie falls into a toxic marriage with Raphael, a man who slowly destroys her spirit. Hector marries Prissy, the strong-willed friend who always tried to protect the people she loved. But passion, betrayal, and unspoken longing tear open wounds that time cannot easily heal.

When secrets surface-affairs, abuse, betrayals, and regrets-the ties between friendship and love begin to unravel. Years pass. Children are born. Trust is shattered. Lives are scarred. And just when it seems too late for redemption, fate forces them together one last time-where forgiveness and grief collide.

The Husband We Shared is a haunting and dramatic tale of broken friendship, forbidden love, abusive bonds, and the heavy price of betrayal. It asks one timeless question: can love survive when trust is destroyed?
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A mother who once tried to kill me. A sister who always found wrongs in me. A childhood friend who insulted me every time she talked to me. Classmates who accused me for everything that happened me. The teachers who didn't believe me. I wondered why. Ever since childhood, was there ever a time when someone ever protected me? The way everyone looked at me, I could feel daggers within the stares. I already knew this but it still hurt a lot. After all, I was hated by everyone I knew....or so I thought.