Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Finding a way to survive under such a heavy atmosphere was undoubtedly challenging.

"But Jack quickly noticed her movements, tightening his control over her and even threatening your safety."

At this point, Mr. Fraser's voice grew somber again, and the air felt thick with oppression.

"I can't imagine the pressure and fear Hilda endured during that time. Yet, she never gave up. She was always looking for a way to escape that prison."

Mr. Fraser's words left me feeling suffocated. I didn't know how to process my emotions. I closed my eyes, picturing my mother's frail figure as she trudged through the endless darkness alone.

"Eventually, the evidence found its way into my hands, but your mother disappeared suddenly. Yet before she left, she spoke to me at length."

Everything felt too strange. I suspected my mother had discovered Jack's true colors, putting her in grave danger.

"Hilda did everything to ensure you could live peacefully, even trying to improve your life, which is why I never disturbed you."

I took a deep breath, striving to calm my swirling emotions. My mother's resilience and sacrifice weighed heavily on my chest, both a burden and a source of strength.

the darkest times, it never extinguished

she leave any message for me?" My voice caught in my throat, almost unable

kind and maintain your purity within. Capture the beauty of life with your paintbrush. That is the most precious legacy she left for you." He continued, "She also told me that if one day you discovered the truth, she hoped you would face it bravely rather

my eyes, tears streaming silently down

a warm spring breeze, brushing against the coldest

I quickly

was tied

mother, whom I had

had a connection

yet he had harmed the most important people

a deep

suppressing the anger and

resentment swirling within me

not

was to keep moving forward, seek justice

next?" My voice was calm, but each word resonated