CHRONICLES OF OBSESSION

CHRONICLES OF OBSESSION

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This story follows a man named West Steinberg, who betrays his wife, Bianca, with a woman named Faith. But this isn't a moment of weakness or regret. His betrayal runs deep, absolute, and intentional. There's no remorse, no hesitation, no turning back. It's a choice he fully commits to and believes in. At its core, this is a story about obsession, betrayal, and rage, and where those emotions can lead. In the end, it results in the murder of one of the women. The story is told entirely from West's perspective, capturing how he lived through those moments. You know what happened from the very beginning. But there will be a twist. Please consider yourself warned. 😊
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-A Lie I decided to focus on family, choosing to believe-and have faith-that everything else would fall into place. I wasn't comfortable-or good-at lying to her. So, when Samantha surprised me one day by swallowing her pride and asking directly if anything had happened during our break, I hesitated. The silence, I believed, said it all. I was on the verge of confessing when she gave me an out: "If you tell me nothing happened, I'll believe you," she said. I should have told her the truth then-or resolved never to reveal it. But I didn't. Instead, it surfaced years later, during the final unraveling of our marriage, when I was leaving for good. I selfishly brought it up, hoping it would push her away. But in that earlier moment, I let her believe what she clearly wanted to hold on to-that I had been faithful. She knew Pippa, and probably sensed something had happened between us, but she let it go. And so did I. It was cowardice, I know. Still, I made up my mind to make our dream a reality. And for a while, it worked. We rebuilt, we dreamed again. Three more sons came into our lives, and with them, years of trying to hold it all together. But more than a dozen years later, the same problems that once threatened us had only deepened-and would soon spiral out of control.

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