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Businesswoman Chapter 113
The bell over the door pealed when Atkinson entered the diner in Newark, Delaware. He had hailed a rideshare to go to Becky’s Diner for the famous pecan pie and a cup of coffee. He waited to be seated. Then a young brown skinned hostess sat him down. A calmness and a coolness always projected from his lanky frame. Here was no different.
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The Deep Black Box
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The wind howled through the jagged peaks of the Ashspire Range, carrying with it the dry scent of scorched stone and the faint tang of sulfur. Snow should have blanketed this northern province, but instead, the mountains steamed—coated in layers of heat-hardened glass and ash. The land was still burning.
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Businesswoman Chapter 112
Church bells rang. The clear notes afforded any listener to wonder about the minds who would be challenged by the thought of an existence of God. Neither Loreen, Lisa, or Atkinson held belief in material or the supernatural. They attended services not out of irony, but to observe the faithful.
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Echoes of Her Name
“Echoes of Her Name” It serves as a memento. The story of Daniel is not just about sadness; rather, it is about the resilience of the human heart and the way that love continues to shape our lives even when it is absent. This story is for anyone who has ever lost someone they couldn't imagine living without. You won't be alone. Grief stays quiet with you. When it arrives, it does not knock, and it never quite leaves. It transforms the world around us, transforming vibrant colors into gray. The story of Daniel and Maya is about two souls who fell in love too soon and lost it far too soon. It tells the story of a bond that could not be broken by death, but one that hurts every time you say goodbye. Poetry and romantic gestures never appealed to Daniel. In a city where steel and glass dominated the skyline and few people stopped to look up, he worked long hours as an architect. He was a fan of routine, logic, and plans. Maya was everything he was not—a dreamer, an artist, and a woman who saw the world in colors he had no idea existed. They met at a coffee shop on a rainy afternoon. When she spilled her drink on his sketches, he laughed—a genuine, deep laugh that caught him off guard. In her nervousness, she gave him a napkin with a flower sketch on it after offering her sincere apologies. He still has that sketch framed on his desk. They first fell in love slowly, then suddenly. Breakfasts were served early in the morning after late-night discussions. Weekend walks turned into whispered promises and shared keys. Daniel learned from Maya how to find beauty in everyday things. She would pause to marvel at the shape of the clouds or the shadows on the sidewalk. He taught her stability and the significance of establishing a foundation for dreams. There were flaws in their relationship. As every couple does, they fought over time, money, and the future. However, their love was sincere. They never got mad at night. Every day began with "I love you," and every fight ended with a kiss. Daniel proposed after two years. with a quiet sincerity, not a grand gesture. Similar to the day they first met, it had rained once more. As they stood under their shared umbrella, he simply asked, "Will you stay with me, forever?" and took her hand. She didn't weep. She grinned and said, "Always." However, they were always shorter than anticipated. Maya started to feel tired three months before their wedding. She'd lose her balance, forget things, and sometimes find it hard to breathe. They initially considered stress or anemia to be the cause. However, the hospital visits, scans, and worried looks from doctors followed. She was given the diagnosis of aggressive leukemia. After that, everything moved too quickly. The treatments started right away. Chemotherapy. Medications. Transfusions. Daniel barely moved away from her. He even set up an easel in her hospital room so that she could paint when she was strong enough to do so. He also brought books to read to her and playlists of her favorite songs. But there were fewer and fewer of those times. For his benefit, Maya attempted to maintain positivity. She made fun of her hair loss in a joke. She continued to create art, including delicate, fragile paintings of birds soaring through storms and desert flowers. Nevertheless, her spirit was fighting but her body was giving up. Maya asked Daniel to sit next to her one night as the city lights outside her window flickered like candles in the wind. Despite her paler and thinner appearance, her eyes retained their fire. She stated, "I don't want you to stop living when I go." "You must promise me that you will continue." that happiness will return to you. that you will love once more." Daniel was speechless. The pain of not having cried made his throat burn. He whispered, "I don't know how to be without you." She said softly, "You were already before me." And you will be once more. However, a part of me will always be there. In your thoughts, in the places you love, and in the way you look at rain with a smile. She passed away in her sleep two weeks later. The days that followed were mostly forgotten by Daniel. Faces and hands on his shoulders were all that stood out at the funeral. He went through the motions of his grief like a ghost. He did not return to work. He ate very little. He was unable to rest in their bed. At the same time, everything felt like her and not like her. He was not healed by time. The sharp edges were simply dulled. He was still stuck in the moment when she took her last breath, though the world moved on. He made an effort to locate traces of her in everything. He went to the lake where they used to have a picnic, the gallery where she had her first show, and the small bookstore that she loved. He scattered her paintings throughout the apartment. When it got cold, he wore the favorite scarf she had. However, nothing could fill the void she created. Daniel went back to the coffee shop where they first met a year after she died, on their wedding anniversary. The same table was where he sat. opted for the same beverage. A letter that he had written but never given to her was with him. It stated: “Maya,
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Businesswoman Chapter 111
Drops of sunlight played hide and seek amongst the trees. Loreen looked at her portfolio of businesses and slashed through scheduled appointments and penciled in new meetups. On her property, she could take the entire time to plan and enjoy the space.
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Eclipsed by Flame – Part I
The sky bled with smoke. From the ridgeline above Myrrhal Crag, the land below looked like it had been clawed apart by fire itself. Where wheat once swayed in the wind, only blackened stalks remained, waving like funeral flags. Homes stood as hollowed husks, their timber skeletons still glowing with ember-light. The air shimmered with rising heat, distorting the world as if reality itself had blistered under the flame.
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