Rewriting My Heart's Fate

I clenched my fists tightly, my nails digging into my palms, the pain keeping me alert.

Jack's words felt like daggers, each one stabbing into the most vulnerable corners of my heart, yet I didn't back down. If anything, my resolve only strengthened.

"Do you think I will be intimidated by your threats? Jack, you're wrong. The true fear comes from the evil within, not from external oppression.

"You killed my mother and attempted to conceal your crimes with lies, but the truth will never be silenced. It will be revealed at the right moment, with the loudest voice." The heavy clang of the prison gates echoed as if punctuating my words.

I took a deep breath, striving to calm my racing heart, continuing to speak words that would torment him.

"Do you think the Grayson family is simply on my side? Your crimes have already come to light; there's no escaping the net of justice."

I let out a cold laugh, looking at the shameless man before me, feeling as if I had just clawed my way back from the abyss.

Yet, I was surprised at how thick-skinned Jack was, showing no sign of dissatisfaction at my words.

cold indifference, his smirk

once knelt before me? Back then, she did everything to be with me and to

disbelief washing over me, the man before me suddenly feeling like a stranger. My heart felt as if it were gripped by an invisible hand, each beat accompanying a wave of agony. Every word from Jack felt like a hammer striking my chest, making it hard

my voice so

always gentle and strong; how

Jack's lips as he watched me

you think you know about your mother? She was willing

for survival,

dignity and innocence."

words, making it difficult to discern what was

I

trying to crush me with ties and slander, hoping to instill doubt

refusing to let the tears

No matter what my mother went through, that will never justify your actions in