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Chapter 20 

The room was dim, the concrete walls 

echoing every small breath and whimper. 

Donna lay crumpled in the corner, her hands 

bound tightly behind her back, her lip split, 

blood dripping onto her torn blouse. She had 

stopped screaming hours ago—her throat 

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raw, her strength nearly gone. The shadows 

loomed around her, faceless men whose only 

orders were clear: Make her pay. 

They had. Over and over again. 

A slap resounded across her cheek, sharp 

and stinging. Another man grabbed her hair, 

forcing her face upward. 

“Beg,” he growled. 

“I–I’m sorry,” she choked. “Please. Please let 

me go. I won’t go near her again. I swear, I’ll 

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leave–change my name, disappear. Please- 

please—” 

Another blow landed against her ribs. She 

screamed this time. 

“We’re just getting started,” one of the men 

said coldly. “This is for Trina.” 

Hours blurred into minutes. Kicks, punches, 

and ice–cold water poured on her to keep her 

awake. Her wrists bled from the tight ropes. 

Her body trembled violently from pain and 

fear. 

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Then suddenly, everything stopped. The door 

creaked open. Footsteps clicked against the 

floor. 

A new figure stepped in. 

It was Tania. 

Her face was pale, eyes unreadable, and her 

arms were crossed tightly over her chest. 

Donna blinked in disbelief. “Tania?” 

Tania didn’t respond. She simply nodded at 

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the men. They backed away without a word, 

leaving Donna alone in the center of the 

room, bound and broken. 

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“You knew?” Donna rasped. “You knew about 

this?” 

“I did,” Tania said softly. “You’re lucky it was 

Mateo’s men who found you, not someone 

worse. I just came to ask you one thing.” 

“What?” Donna whispered. 

“Why?” Tania asked, her voice trembling now. 

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“Why did you do all of it? Why did you lie? 

Why did you ruin her life? My mother–she 

loved you like a sister.” 

Donna’s breath hitched. Her lip quivered. 

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“I—at first, I just… I envied her. She had it all. 

Everyone liked her. She was kind, warm. 

Jackson loved her. You adored her. Even 

when I was trying to play the good one, she 

still stood out. I started telling small lies. Then 

bigger ones. Then Jackson started listening, 

and I kept going because… because it felt 

good to finally be chosen.” 

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Tania’s face hardened. “You turned me 

against my own mother.” 

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“You let me,” Donna hissed bitterly. “You were 

the one who ignored her, believed every word 

I said. Don’t act like you didn’t want to believe 

she was the villain.” 

Tania slapped her. Hard. 

“You’re disgusting,” she said through 

clenched teeth. “You almost killed her.” 

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Tears rolled down Donna’s bruised cheeks. “I 

didn’t mean for it to go that far. I just wanted 

her to hurt like I did. I never thought… I never 

thought it would end up like this.” 

Behind her, another figure entered. 

Jackson. 

His eyes, once soft and uncertain, now 

burned with rage and revulsion. “You ruined 

her. You ruined us. And I believed you.” 

“Jackson, please,” Donna sobbed. “I loved 

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you.” 

“You never did,” he spat. “You loved taking 

her place. You loved destroying her. And I 

helped you. God, I helped you.” 

“Please,” she whispered. “Please, let me go. 

I’ll leave. I’ll disappear. You’ll never hear from 

me again.” 

“I want you to admit everything to her face 

when she wakes up,” Tania said. 

“She’ll never forgive me,” Donna muttered. 

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“No,” Tania said. “But maybe you’ll finally learn what it means to lose everything.” 

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As they turned to leave, Donna cried out, 

“Don’t leave me here alone! Please, I’m sorry! 

I’ll confess everything! Please!” 

But Tania and Jackson walked out, leaving 

the heavy door to slam shut behind them. 

The silence was deafening. 

Donna sank to the floor, shaking, sobbing, finally left alone with everything she had done. The weight of it crushed her more than 

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any blow could. No one was coming to save 

her. No one ever would again. 

Mateo stood just outside Trina’s hospital room, his back pressed against the cold wall. The hallway was quiet now, save for the 

occasional beep from distant monitors and 

the hum of fluorescent lights overhead. His 

hands were clenched at his sides, his 

knuckles pale. Every second felt like a knife 

twisting in his chest–knowing she had 

almost been taken from him. 

His phone buzzed in his pocket. 

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He answered instantly. “Yes?” 

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“It’s done, sir,” a man on the other end said. 

“We’re transferring her to another facility. 

Somewhere far. She’ll be given a new identity, 

a modest start. Enough to survive–but never 

enough to come back. We’ll make sure she 

never steps near your life again.” 

Mateo closed his eyes for a moment. “Make 

sure it’s clean. No blood. Just… disappear her. 

That’s all I want.” 

“Yes sir” 

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He ended the call with a deep breath, his 

chest tightening with a strange mix of relief 

and residual rage. It was over. Donna was 

gone for good. 

Or at least, she would be. 

Just then, the doctor approached him again, 

this time with a gentler expression. 

“She’s awake. Again. And this time–fully 

conscious.” 

Mateo didn’t wait for more. He was already 

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The door opened with a soft creak, and the 

room, though sterile and bathed in white 

light, instantly felt warmer to him. There she 

was–Trina–propped slightly on the hospital 

bed, her eyes fluttering open and struggling 

to adjust to the brightness. 

Her father sat at her side, gently brushing her 

hair back. He looked up when Mateo entered, 

giving him a nod of silent understanding. He 

stood, kissed his daughter’s forehead, and 

whispered, “I’ll give you both a moment.” 

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Then he quietly exited the room. 

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Mateo stepped forward slowly, not wanting to 

overwhelm her, but his heart pounded like 

war drums in his chest. 

Trina blinked. “Mateo…” 

Her voice was fragile, like paper caught in the 

wind. 

“I’m here,” he said, taking her hand gently, 

careful not to hurt her. “I’ve got you now.” 

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Tears welled in her eyes, but she tried to 

smile. “You look terrible.” 

He chuckled softly, but the laugh caught in 

his throat. His eyes were already wet. 

“I thought I lost you,” he said, his voice 

shaking. “I failed. I should’ve protected you. I 

let someone like her-” 

She squeezed his hand weakly. “You didn’t 

fail me. You came.” 

“I swore,” he whispered, brushing a strand of 

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hair from her face, “this ends now. No more 

pain. No more ghosts. No more Donna.” 

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Her lips parted as tears slid down her cheeks, 

and this time, she didn’t look away. She 

looked at him—truly looked–and in that 

moment, everything they had been through, 

everything they had fought for, came rushing 

back. 

“I love you,” she said, voice cracking. “Even 

after everything…” 

He didn’t wait another second. 

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Mateo leaned down, cupped her face gently, 

and pressed his lips to hers. 

It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t desperate. 

It was a promise. 

Soft. Certain. Eternal. 

When they parted, he rested his forehead 

against hers. 

“We’re getting married,” he whispered. “And 

nothing–not past mistakes, not lies, not 

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anyone is going to stop that now.” 

She let out a soft breath. “Then take me 

home soon.” 

Mateo nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. 

“Soon. I’ll carry you out of here myself.”