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Chapter 62 takes the reader through a significant transformation in Evelyn Hugo's life, a shift from the dazzling spotlight of her early years to a quieter, more reflective existence. After decades spent in the media's glare, Evelyn ultimately finds peace in a stable, though passionless, marriage with Robert, who provides her with the consistency she now craves. Following the painful passing of her beloved Celia, Evelyn's once vibrant world fades into a quieter routine, defined by charitable work and a…-
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Chapter 65 takes the protagonist on a turbulent emotional journey, from fury to self-realization, as the truth about her father’s death is slowly revealed. The anger that begins to well up inside her starts as fear, a deep, instinctive dread that quickly transitions into disbelief. The sense of disbelief evolves into denial, as she struggles to accept the reality of the situation—“No, this can’t be true. It’s a mistake, surely.” But when the truth finally hits her, it’s impossible to ignore.…
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Chapter 66 begins with the protagonist sitting on the couch, her mind overwhelmed with the memories of her father. The images of him lifting her in the air in the backyard or sharing banana splits for breakfast are tinged with a bittersweet sorrow, as she has always associated them with the way he died—believing that his mistakes led to his untimely passing. Now, as she reflects on his life, she struggles with how to view him. A defining trait that once anchored her perception of him is gone, replaced by…
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Chapter 67 begins with the protagonist walking into her home, feeling both emotionally and physically drained. The weight of the day seems to bear down on her as she instinctively throws her bag onto the couch, her movements almost robotic. She’s tired, angry, and overwhelmed, with her eyes aching as if they've been squeezed dry, a physical manifestation of the mental exhaustion she’s experiencing. Without bothering to take off her coat or shoes, she sits down and, almost mechanically, responds to an…
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Chapter 68 begins with the protagonist reflecting on her decision to visit Evelyn’s apartment, unsure exactly when she made up her mind to go. It was almost as if the decision was made for her, as she suddenly found herself on the way there, walking through the familiar streets from the subway. The closer she gets to Evelyn’s apartment, the more she realizes that there was no other choice but to come; it was as inevitable as anything could be. She understands that her position at Vivant, the magazine…
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Chapter 69 presents a profound internal conflict as the protagonist faces a momentous decision in the subway tunnel, questioning whether to intervene in Evelyn’s planned suicide or honor her autonomy. As he stands before the turnstiles, the weight of his choices presses upon him. Should he stop her? Should he turn around and seek help? Should he respect her decision to end her life on her own terms? This pivotal moment encapsulates a deep moral struggle—one that many may encounter when confronted with…
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Evelyn and Me marks the culmination of a journey I never expected to take. When I first agreed to help the legendary Evelyn Hugo with her memoirs, I couldn’t have known how deeply it would affect me. Her death earlier this year, while we were still in the middle of compiling her life’s story, left me with a sense of unfinished business but also a profound realization. Reflecting on the time I spent with her, I can see that it was filled with moments that were as complex and multifaceted as Evelyn…
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Map. I couldn't help but wonder if I had always been this broken, this dark. It felt as though some part of me had always been scarred, even long before I found myself in this hellish position. Perhaps someone with a pure heart, someone whole and untouched by the harsh realities of the world, would have chosen to lay down the dagger and embrace the finality of death instead of taking another life. But not me. The blood was everywhere—soaked into the stone floor, staining the surroundings with the weight…
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Chapter 1 I vomited into the toilet, hugging the cool sides, trying to contain the sounds of my retching. Moonlight leaked into the massive marble bathing room, providing the only illumination as I was quietly, thoroughly sick. Tamlin hadn’t stirred as I’d jolted awake. And when I hadn’t been able to tell the darkness of my chamber from the endless night of Amarantha’s dungeons, when the cold sweat coating me felt like the blood of those faeries, I’d hurtled for the bathing room. I’d been…
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Chapter 2 “I want to go.” “No.” I crossed my arms, tucking my tattooed hand under my right bicep, and spread my feet slightly further apart on the dirt floor of the stables. “It’s been three months. Nothing’s happened, and the village isn’t even five miles—” “No.” The midmorning sun streaming through the stable doors burnished Tamlin’s golden hair as he finished buckling the bandolier of daggers across his chest. His face—ruggedly handsome, exactly as I’d dreamed it during…
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