Somewhere in a prison cell, a young man lay on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He wondered how his life had become such a mess. He had loved his family so much that he was willing to sacrifice anything for them. But the family he had given up everything for didn't seem to appreciate his worth. They had never visited him after his arrest, leaving him with no one to share the difficulties of prison life with. The sacrifice he had made out of love now felt like a pit he had dug for himself, with no one but himself to get out of it. His cellmate entered the room and noticed him lost in thought. "Hey, is everything okay? Visiting hours are over," he asked. "Yes," the young man replied with a sigh, as if he had expected such a response. He couldn't understand why his family had never visited him all this time. "Nagid, are you sure they will still help you get out of here?" he asked, his voice filled with doubt. There was a moment of silence as he pondered the question, wondering if hi
.Hidden behind the surrounding clouds, the green-peaked mountain loomed, its slopes covered by dense, tall trees swaying in the wind. The woods appeared tranquil and quiet on this dawn. However, deep within the remote and desolate woods, a cruel and bloody scene unfolded.A young man, dressed in a prison uniform, was forcefully held down in a kneeling position with his arms twisted behind his back by two burly men dressed in black. Blood poured from his face, his hair scattered across his features as he looked up at those responsible for his suffering. Drops of blood fell to the ground, slowly seeping into the earth.With great difficulty, he asked, "Why?""Why? Well, it's because you have to die for me to be happy," came the reply. "You remember you promised you would do anything to make me happy. So just do this for the sake of the love you have for me.""So, everything wasn't enough? Taking the blame for your mistakes, going to jail for your brother, spending a part of my life in pa
"No, this can't happen.""This cannot happen."Nagid heard his mother-in-law, Cecilia, shouting from the hall. He got up and took a shower, then went to his wardrobe and looked at the limited number of clothes he owned. He couldn't help but smile and wonder why he had never realized that he didn't even possess more than ten outfits. It was clear that this was not the life of a wealthy son-in-law. He chose the best clothes he had and went out to join the family.In the hall, the whole family was present, with a woman crying uncontrollably. It was Cecilia, Emma's mother. Tony, Emma's father, and her twin brother, Kendrick, had worry written all over their faces."This cannot happen. We have to do something," Cecilia cried uncontrollably."Don't worry, I will think of something," said Tony, trying to console his crying wife."This is all your fault. How could you be so careless?" Tony roared at Kendrick. He couldn't comprehend his son's behavior; he only seemed to cause trouble."So you d
Kendrick was sent abroad that night. Nagid worked efficiently that night, and his father-in-law praised him endlessly. Cesa Company is one of the most influential companies in the country, thanks to Nagid, the company's managing director. His ideas and cleverness have played a significant role in its success. However, it's hard to believe that the brains behind the company are actually the managing director, not the CEO. Nagid stood in front of the company, contemplating how he had dedicated most of his life to bringing the company to its current position. He entered the building, as he always did, opting to take the stairs instead of the private elevator reserved for the Sam's family, to which he, as the son-in-law, was not allowed access. When asked why he couldn't use the private elevator, the excuse given was, "Father, I am fully part of the family now. Why can't I take the private elevator?" His father-in-law replied, "Son, you are meant to be a future leader. As a leader, you
The next morning, as Emma descended the stairs from her room, she couldn't help but think about the events of the previous night. She noticed a change in Nagid's behavior. He had always wanted to share a bed with her, but yesterday he had turned her down, something he never did before. It seemed like he was avoiding her. Had her charm lost its effect? That couldn't be possible because Nagid had always been drawn to her.Lost in her thoughts, Emma failed to notice a banana peel on the floor in front of her. Just as she was about to step on it, something pushed her out of harm's way. Grateful for being saved from a fall, she was shocked by what she saw. She let out a scream, shouting for help and trying to get away from the figure.The servants in the house rushed outside, alarmed by their young mistress's distress. However, they too froze in fear upon seeing the creature. Cecilia, Emma's mother, came out to investigate the commotion and berated the servants, questioning their ability to
"Nagid was at a loss for words, unsure how to explain himself. "Nagid," Cecilia began accusingly, "Did you plan this? You orchestrated everything, didn't you?" Shocked, Nagid did not responded as she continued , "If you had told me that your wife wasn't giving you attention, I would have done something about it." Cecilia blamed him for something he hadn't even done, and Nagid couldn't comprehend it. "So you think I planned this? And why would I do that? You think I would harm my own wife, the person I cherish above everything else?" "You might want more attention, for her to care about you more," Cecilia suggested, clearly seeing things differently. Nagid felt hurt by her words and responded, "So that's how you see things. Mother, I thought I meant family to you, but it seems I am still considered an outsider. You raised me, and you know me very well." Desperately seeking an explanation, Nagid asked, "Then how do you explain how you knew about what happened before we went there?"
Anna got out of a cab and entered an apartment building, feeling exhausted after a stressful day. She had dealt with a difficult old man, saved a man's life, and even received scolding from a friend. As she took the elevator to the second floor, she mustered the energy to ring the doorbell of Room 32. A voice from inside asked, "Who is it?" "Just a minute," the voice replied. Anna wondered why this person always took so long to do anything. The door finally opened, and the person inside let out a high-pitched squeal, causing Anna to cover her ears. "Anna, you're here!" the person, named Bella, exclaimed. "Bella, can you just shut up?" Anna responded in frustration. Bella tightly wrapped her arms around Anna, exclaiming how much she missed her. Anna complained that she couldn't breathe, and Bella apologized. Anna then asked if she could come inside or if her new room was at the entrance. "Of course not," Bella replied. "Then why are you still standing here?" "Come in, come in,"
"Emma, I want a divorce," Nagid repeated in her mind. Alarm bells rang in her head as she realized the gravity of the situation. She knew Nagid well enough to understand that when he made a decision, he rarely wavered. Feeling a sense of urgency, Emma realized she had gone too far. Nagid was still valuable to her and their family. How could she let him go when he was still useful? "No!" she shouted, desperately trying to change his mind. "Nagid, please don't do this. I'll change, I'll do whatever you want. Please," she pleaded, fear lacing her voice. Nagid's voice was filled with a mix of sadness and determination. "Emma, I can't do this anymore. I'm sorry, but I can't be with someone who doesn't see my worth. I see it all, and I don't want to be an obstacle in your way anymore. Let's just get a divorce, so you can be happy," he said, as if making an agonizing decision. Emma felt a surge of panic. She realized that without Nagid's guidance, the company would suffer, and her father w