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“Mom, why do you have a knife?” Tyler asked, his legs tensed, and beads of sweat forming on his face.His mother’s eyes darted towards him, revealing little in their gaze. It was as if she was concealing something from him.“Please tell me you’re not thinking of committing suicide, Mom?” His voice trembled slightly as he took cautious steps toward her, while she remained motionless on the couch.She stared back at him in silence, as though struggling to comprehend his words.“Please, Mom, if something’s wrong, talk to me instead of resorting to such thoughts,” he pleaded, stretching his hand out toward her.Tyler’s heart pounded heavily, and he noticed a frown forming on her face, followed by a look of confusion.“What are you talking about? Who mentioned suicide?” She asked, shrugging off his concern.Tyler furrowed his brows and his face contorted with bewilderment. He paused for a moment, his eyes fixed on her in puzzlement.“Wait, are you not planning to commit suicide?” He asked,
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“I do not care to hear more!” Elena, Tyler’s mother snapped, raising her hand at Tyler.“Mother,” Tyler cried out, but she gave him no chance to speak further.“When your father died, I promised that I was going to take care of you with everything in me. It breaks my heart that I have clearly failed your father and myself,” she growled, her voice echoing in the room, fired up with rage.“Mom,” Tyler called out, but his words were trailed off.“Tyler, this day, it is clear that you have chosen your path. You have chosen money over your mother. This day, you have broken our paths and chosen a different path you want to tread upon. But always remember that when ‘you act in haste, you repent at leisure’!” she spat.Tears welled up in Tyler’s eyes as he stood there, conflicted between his ambitions and his love for his mother. Her words weighed heavily on his heart, and he could feel the chasm widening between them. The tension in the room was palpable, like a thunderstorm gathering streng
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Tyler entered his former workplace, and as he walked in, he couldn't help but notice the piercing stares directed at him. Whispers and murmurs circulated among his former colleagues, all with a mixture of suspicion and curiosity. Nevertheless, he didn't let their judgmental gazes faze him. He was adorned in an impeccably tailored, expensive suit, a reflection of his newfound success and wealth. His confident stride exuded a sense of grandeur that demanded attention.With determination burning in his eyes, Tyler marched towards Antonia's office, fully aware that he had unfinished business to address. He knew that he couldn't let the past define him, so he squared his shoulders and pressed on. As he stood outside Antonia's door, he took a deep breath, attempting to compose himself amidst the surge of memories flooding his mind. The room seemed to spin with echoes of the past, and he closed his eyes for a moment to ground himself.With a sigh, Tyler pushed the door open without bothering
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Antonio's breath caught in his throat, and he stuttered, "What... what?" As he gazed at the screen, his eyes narrowed, leaving his mouth slightly agape in surprise. Despite having a clear view of what was displayed, his eyes widened as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.Clara, observing Antonio's reaction, rushed to his side, her curly hair swaying as she curved her neck towards the screen. Her expression was vastly different from Antonio's; rage consumed her face as she came to the realization that her man had been lying to her all along. Indeed, that was precisely what she saw, and her reaction was entirely understandable.Confidence surged within Tyler, evident in the smirk that adorned his face. "How do you like my present?" he asked, taunting Antonio, whose eyes now blazed with anger at the smiling Tyler.Clara's emotions were overwhelming, and she couldn't hold back her frustration. She covered her face with her hands, wishing the ground would open up and swallow her who
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“You’ve just lost your job as well,” Tyler gently let out into Antonio’s ears.Antonio’s face flared up, his brows curved in shock. Tyler, on the other hand, stood stoic, but a sweet smirk played on his face.“What?” Antonio stuttered, nearly choking on his words. It was as though his whole world was crumbling in the twinkle of an eye. Indeed, that was the case, as his job was not just a means of income, but his entire life, and now it was slipping away.“You heard me right,” Tyler grinned and adjusted his suit, casting a lingering glance at Clara, who still clung firmly to her desk, awestruck.“But… but…” Antonio stammered, hastily unhooking his necktie. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and his once bold and confident demeanor now dissolved into uncertainty.“Mr. David, please make sure to help eject him from this firm,” Tyler slyly said to the Manager, who nodded his head in affirmation. “I do not want incompetence here,” Tyler added.“Please, please, I beg you,” Antonio fell
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After the tumultuous events at the firm, the next day had arrived, and it marked the moment when Tyler was scheduled to depart for Italy. As he sat on his bed, he couldn’t help but reflect deeply on his decision. Doubt crept into his mind, questioning whether his desire to go to Italy was truly worth it, or if his mother had been right all along. A heavy sigh escaped his lips, and he nervously licked them, contemplating everything that had transpired. Nevertheless, Tyler stood up and proceeded to get dressed, determined to move forward regardless of the conflicting thoughts swirling in his head. He had made up his mind, and there was no turning back.In the midst of Tyler’s preparations, there came a soft knock on his door. He was partially dressed, with his suit laid out on the bed. “Who is it? You can come in,” Tyler called out, sinking back onto the bed with his hands covering his head. A surge of emotions washed over him, causing an unsettling pang in his head as he tried to make
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Tyler sat quietly in the plane, his mind filled with contemplation about the recent conversation he had with his mother. He couldn’t shake off the feelings of disappointment and frustration, as she had blatantly refused to accompany him to Italy without providing any reason. Leaning against the side of the plane, his eyes gazed pensively at the vast expanse of the sky as they soared through the clouds.Throughout the journey, Tyler found himself grappling with conflicting thoughts. Part of him had second thoughts about the entire trip, wondering if he should have reconsidered his decision to follow Lady Guila to Italy. Yet, an unwavering desire for wealth and prosperity urged him to continue on this path, hoping that the journey would lead him to the fulfillment of his dreams.As the night sky embraced the airplane, a mesmerizing display of stars adorned the firmament, casting a celestial glow over the cabin. Tyler noticed a cup of wine placed beside him, but he couldn’t muster the de
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A knowing smile played on Lady Guila’s lips as she responded, “Sometimes, people’s pasts leave marks on them that can be sensed by those who have experienced similar pain and heartache.” Her words were cryptic, and Tyler felt a mix of curiosity and trepidation. “Anyways, all I am trying to say is that you should focus on yourself and while you are at it, you are going to get pulled down by those that hate you and by the ones you love and care about. They might love and care about you as well and may think that their opinion is right but they’d be wrong because a person’s opinion is only good for him at some point, and not someone else because your thought might not apt because you might not be able to fit in the person's shoes to give an advice” lady Guila said calmly. Lady Guila’s words of wisdom resonated deeply with Tyler as he calmly listened to her advice. Her perspective on focusing on oneself and not letting the opinions of others dictate one’s path struck a chord within him.
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