Before the girl could finish her sentence, Allesandra acted without hesitation. With a swift motion, she pulled the needle from beneath her coat and injected it into the girl’s arm. The girl froze for a moment, her expression shifting from arrogance to confusion. Her eyes widened, and she stumbled a step backward, her lips parting as if to speak again but no words came out.Slowly, her body began to lose balance. The knife she was holding clattered to the floor, slipping from her weakening grip. Her knees buckled beneath her, and within seconds, she crumpled to the ground, unconscious. A quiet gasp spread through the room as everyone watched in shock.Without wasting a single second, Allesandra dropped to her knees and took the nylon bag from the girl’s now-limp hand. She pulled out the antidote and the poison, her hands moving quickly but carefully. Then, she rushed straight to where Emma lay, her body still trembling slightly on the ground.Allesandra opened the bag and took out one

“That’s very bad and even worse,” Clara said, her face clouded with disappointment as she shook her head slowly. “What then happened after that?”“Well, she tried to speak up,” Meredith replied, her voice low and filled with sadness. “She told her parents everything. She thought they would protect her, that they would believe her. But instead of listening, they beat her mercilessly. They accused her of trying to destroy the family ties that had existed even before she was born. They told her to keep quiet and stop making up stories that could bring shame to the family.”Clara looked away briefly, pain flashing in her eyes as she imagined what that girl must have gone through.“She had no choice but to accept her fate,” Meredith continued, her voice now heavier. “That’s how her uncle continued to force himself on her, over and over again, without anyone stopping him. She lived with it, pretending everything was fine. But deep down, she was broken.”Meredith paused for a moment, the wei

“I understand you, Meredith, and I know how hurt you will be feeling right now,” Clara said gently, her voice full of concern as she rubbed her hands slowly on Meredith’s back in a comforting way. Her eyes reflected the pain she knew her friend was going through, and for a moment, she just stayed quiet, giving Meredith the space to breathe and hold her emotions together.. Then Clara continued speaking, her words soft but steady, carrying the weight of hard truths that needed to be said.“Trust is commonly broken due to lies, secrecy, or manipulative behavior meant to hide or support the addiction,” she said, her tone sincere and measured. “It’s not just the act of the addiction itself that causes pain, but all the ways people try to cover it up. Friends and family members often feel abandoned or pushed aside, and that pain only grows when they realize they were being lied to, sometimes for months or even years. People start to feel neglected, and that sense of hurt can turn into deep

Ryker was seated inside his office. In front of him, lying across the dark surface of the polished wooden table, was a folded newspaper. He had been reading it earlier, but his attention had clearly drifted away from the headlines. With a tired sigh, he adjusted his tie carefully, straightening it until it sat perfectly against his shirt. His fingers then moved towards a small button installed on the edge of his desk, and he pressed it firmly.There was a moment of silence that followed. Then, after a few seconds, the door to the office opened gently. A man entered, moving with quiet steps that echoed faintly in the stillness of the room. He paused just after crossing the threshold, then gave a respectful bow. With a calm and deliberate motion, he placed his right hand gently over his left, a gesture of formality and discipline. He kept his head lowered, and he finally talked.“You called for me, sir,” he said, his eyes still fixed on the floor. “Hope there's no problem?”Ryker did no

“There’s nowhere you are going to,” Sophia muttered into her phone, her voice barely above a whisper. Her fingers trembled as she clutched the device tighter with her left hand. “Have you forgotten who Ryker is and the power he possesses? There’s nowhere in this world he doesn’t have influence and connections.”The man on the other end let out a sharp laugh, the sound strangely hollow as it echoed against her eardrum.“So, are you telling me to walk to him just to prove my loyalty?” he asked, his tone cracking under the pressure. “Ryker is capable of killing every one of us without a second thought.”Sophia turned away from the window. She could hear the tension in his voice, but she also knew he wasn’t wrong.“But running away will also mean you’re hiding something from him,” she said softly, her voice low but firm. “If you run away, he will catch you and kill you, and that’s not too good. If you aren’t ready to die, then we need to cooperate with him and surrender. Running away is