Shreds of us

Shreds of us

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Fantasía
Alta Fantasía
Fantasía Oscura
Cultura e Identidad
Prologue "I give up on us... on you... and on this marriage." I looked directly into his eyes, tears threatening to spill. The pain on Eriot's face was unmistakable, but it was too late. I reached for Amani's hand and held it tightly. "You gave me so much... and yet you took so much away from me. My only crime was loving you, and for that... I'm sorry." My voice trembled under the weight of years of heartbreak. Stepping closer, I looked him in the eyes one last time. "Andy didn't destroy you," I said quietly. "You made the choice to let yourself be destroyed." For a long moment, neither of us spoke. Without looking back, I whispered in a broken voice, "Goodbye, Eriot." I walked away with Amani by my side. As we drove out through the gates, I caught one last glimpse of him in the rearview mirror, standing motionless on the doorstep, watching us leave. "It's over," I whispered to myself. What happens when a marriage loses its spark? When love is tested by betrayal, silence, and the choices we make, can it ever find its way back?
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I stop at the last room, stare at the number on the door and crosscheck it with the one with me. I stuffed the paper away and ready myself for what lies behind the closed door. I lean on the door for a while and could hear voices but were incoherent. I tap twice on the door and the voices stopped. I repeated the process and received a response that sounded more like Hillary's voice. "Who is it?" He asked from behind the door. I knocked back instead, I didn't trust myself to sound differently. The door flew open in a second and I quickly wedge the door with my leg to prevent him from shutting it on my face. His face went pale on seeing me. I scanned him from head to toe. He was only in his brief. He tried blocking my view with his body but I push him aside forcefully. "Who is at the door, love?" Love? What a joke! Both our eyes snapped in the direction of the voice. I thought I heard my heart leap but not for joy, in pains. It was as though a knife was scrolled into my chest. "This is your Ghana?" I scoffed and walked past him in the direction of the voice, "I was at the door" I said catching her attention... • • • • • A charming couple (Nick and Lauren ) had to navigate their way out of a storming marriage that was once cemented by love. A single mistake is about to pull the string of their marriage apart. °°°°

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