While standing in the church with the man she loved the most, a young woman looked at the priest when he asked if anyone had a problem with the marriage. Suddenly, an elderly man barged into the church, telling the priest he was against the wedding.
“You’re gorgeous!” Myron told Hilary minutes after meeting her at a party for the first time.
Hilary felt butterflies in her tummy when she saw him look at her from head to toe. It had been ages since a man last complimented her, and she couldn’t recall what it felt like when a man held her hand while looking into her eyes. Her last relationship was nothing short of miserable because of her ex’s anger issues.
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However, meeting Myron at her friend’s party gave her a ray of hope. It made her feel she could try her luck again and date this man who looked at her like she was the most beautiful girl in the room.
Myron stayed by her side the entire evening, cracking jokes while telling her everything about him. He wanted to impress her during their first meeting because he thought she was the perfect girl for him.
The following day, Myron and Hilary met in a park, discussing their interests, goals, and life problems while walking together. Their discussion only made them grow closer, compelling Myron to ask her for a date the next day.
“Hilary, I think you are the girl I have been looking for all this time,” Myron said. “Will you be my girlfriend?”
“What?” Hilary’s hands went to her face, covering everything except her glistening eyes and forehead. She couldn’t believe the man she had met two days ago wanted to start a relationship with her.
“Will you be my girlfriend?” Myron repeated his question, looking into Hilary’s eyes.
“Yes!” she exclaimed and wrapped her arms around him. “I’ll be your girlfriend, Myron.”
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Hilary was delighted to start a relationship with him because her last relationship had left her heartbroken. She believed Myron’s love would help her heal, unaware he was keeping secrets from her.
However, when Hilary told her parents about it, a grain of doubt crept into their minds.
Soon, Hilary introduced him to her parents, and he took no time to win their hearts. He told them he had lost his parents at a young age and missed them a lot.
“Don’t worry,” Hilary’s mother said. “We are your parents now, okay? You can share everything with us. We’re always here to support you!”
Hilary felt relieved when her parents accepted her boyfriend. Their approval made her believe she had made the right choice by dating him and thought she was ready to spend the rest of her life with him.
The couple dated for five months before Myron made his next move. He took Hilary to an expensive restaurant on a date and knelt while everyone looked at him.
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“Hilary, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to share all my happiness and sorrows with you,” Myron said. “Will you marry me?”
While others in the restaurant gasped, Hilary couldn’t believe Myron had proposed to her in front of so many people. She felt her heart skip a beat when she saw him on his knees, looking straight into her eyes, waiting for an answer.
“Yes!” Hilary said as she held his hands and pulled him up, wrapping her arms around him while tears trickled down her cheeks. She couldn’t believe the man she loved the most wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.
Since Hilary was head over heels in love with Myron, she didn’t feel that everything was happening too quickly. A man she had only known for five months suddenly wanted to be her life partner, but she couldn’t sense that the timing of his proposal was too odd.
However, when Hilary told her parents about it, a grain of doubt crept into their minds. They thought it was strange of Myron to propose to her too soon, but their suspicions vanished when they talked to him and saw how much he admired their daughter. Soon, the couple began preparing for their wedding, unaware that fate wouldn’t allow them to tie the knot.
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During the preparations, Hilary noticed many things about her soon-to-be husband that she had never seen before. During one of the discussions, she noticed Myron was interested in the material side of things.
“I’m so excited about all the stuff people will bring us!” he said, his eyes sparkling with greed.
“There’s going to be a lot of expensive gifts. I can’t wait!”
Although Hilary did not say anything to him then, she thought it was strange of him to think about the gifts. She wanted him to talk about their relationship, future, and how they would support each other after marriage, but it seemed like Myron was interested in other things.
“I guess he’s just acting immature,” Hilary thought, unaware of Myron’s plans.
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A few days before the wedding, Myron came to Hilary’s house and told her something she wasn’t expecting. “I think we should have a prenuptial agreement. What do you suggest?”
“Yes, I think that’s a smart decision,” Hilary said after a moment’s thought. “We should be prepared for the worst.”
“Exactly!” Myron exclaimed. “I think we should add a clause that states that if you initiate a divorce, you would have to pay up a fortune!” he chuckled coldly.
She thought it was strange of him to bring up a prenup, and she couldn’t be entirely sure if he was joking about it.
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Later that day, Hilary called her lawyer and asked about the clause. She thought Myron was acting selfish, but the lawyer assured her this clause was quite common.
“Don’t worry, Hilary,” the lawyer said. “The same rule would apply to Myron if he initiates divorce.”
“He would pay me the same amount?” Hilary asked.
“Yes,” the lawyer replied.
“You don’t have to worry about anything. Most people add this clause to their prenup agreement.”
Hilary felt relieved after talking to her lawyer and felt terrible for thinking Myron was greedy. She called him and said she was ready to sign the prenuptial agreement. However, another strange incident made her doubt his intentions.
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A few days later, Hilary was cleaning Myron’s cupboards when she stumbled upon a divorce certificate with Myron’s name. “What is this, Myron?” Hilary immediately confronted him. “You never told me you were married!”
“Hey, calm down!” he replied. “It’s not what you think. Trust me.”
“How much more are you hiding from me, Myron? We are getting married in a few days!” Hilary yelled.
“Listen to me,” he held her shoulders and made her sit on the bed. “This marriage was a mistake. I was young and impulsive when I married this woman. It’s in the past now and means nothing to me!”
“Why should I believe you?” Hilary rolled her eyes and looked away.
“I swear this marriage means nothing to me,” Myron said. “All I want to do is forget about it, and that’s the only reason I never told you about it. Trust me, honey.”
“I’m marrying you in a few days, and I have no idea who you are!” Hilary started crying. “I’m starting to doubt my decision now.”
“Come on,” Myron hugged her. “You know how much I love you. Why would I ever lie to you, my love? Stop crying, please.”
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Once again, Myron cleared Hilary’s doubts through his magical words. He convinced her he wasn’t keeping any secrets, but the truth was otherwise.
“I am against this marriage!” an unknown man shouted while walking down the aisle.
A day before the wedding, Myron was talking to someone on the phone at Hilary’s place.
“If you mess it up, I won’t be able to vouch for myself!” he whispered, unaware that Hilary overheard him.
Once he hung up, she asked him who he was talking to. “What you said sounded so suspicious!” she said. “What’s going on, Myron?”
“That was my ex-girlfriend,” Myron rolled her eyes. “She was threatening to show up at the wedding.”
“Really?” Hilary asked.
“Yes,” Myron said confidently. “She has lost her mind or something.”
Yet again, Myron had managed to deceive her, though Hilary’s heart grew restless with each pang of doubt and suspicion. Little did he know she would learn about his true intentions sooner than he expected.
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Hilary woke up early on her wedding day and started getting ready. She was excited to marry the man of her dreams but had no idea what awaited her inside the church. She couldn’t wait to see what her groom looked like.
Once she was ready, she went to the church with her family and was delighted to see how well everyone had dressed up for her big day. All her friends and family were waiting for her to walk down the aisle and stand beside Myron.
She walked down the aisle holding her father’s hand while everyone looked at her. Once she reached the altar, the priest began reading the wedding vows. Then, he asked the guests if anyone was against the marriage.
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“I am against this marriage!” an unknown man shouted while walking down the aisle. “I can’t allow Myron to marry this innocent girl.”
Suddenly, the guests started whispering amongst themselves while Hilary gasped in shock. She looked at Myron, who was staring at the man angrily.
“I warned you, Myron, didn’t I?” the man grumbled. “You refused to listen to me, so now you must bear the consequences.”
Suddenly, a team of police officers barged into the church while Myron tried to escape. However, he couldn’t get away because the police had surrounded the church from all sides. They arrested and dragged him outside while Hilary kept asking Myron what was happening.
“Where are they taking him?” she cried. “What have you done, Myron? Why don’t you stop them?”
Hilary collapsed on the ground and cried hysterically.
Why did he do this to me? Why did he play with my feelings? Hilary thought she would faint from the pain of what was unfolding.
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Then, the man who had canceled her wedding walked toward her. “I’m so sorry for what you are feeling right now,” he said. “The police arrested Myron because he was accused of repeated fraud.”
“What?” Hilary gasped. “But how do you know that?”
“I’m Myron’s estranged father,” the man said. “You can call me Mr. Brown.”
“But he said his parents had passed away,” Hilary was shocked.
“I know he keeps lying to girls,” Mr. Brown said. “He cut ties with me when I discovered he was a professional gigolo and was looting girls by marrying them for money.”
“What?” Hilary couldn’t believe her ears.
“I tried my best to stop him, but he never listened,” Mr. Brown said. “I had given up on him until the police knocked on my door one day asking me if my son lives here.”
“Myron had given my address everywhere because he knew the police would come after him,” Mr. Brown continued. “I got so sick of this but knew he wouldn’t stop. His mother cheated on me the same way.”
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It turned out that Mr. Brown had contacted Myron to warn him when he learned about Hilary. The father wanted his son not to play with Hilary’s feelings, but Myron refused to listen.
“It was you who called him yesterday?” Hilary asked. “He lied to me that it was his ex-girlfriend.”
“It was me,” Mr. Brown said.
“I called him, but he didn’t listen to me. So I had to call the police.”
Whatever Myron did in the past few months started making sense to Hilary. She finally understood why he had been acting so strangely.
“Thank you for saving me, Mr. Brown!” she said. “I owe you for saving me from getting robbed.”
Soon, Myron’s case was taken to court, and the judge ordered him to compensate every woman he had conned. A few months later, Hilary received her share of the settlement but decided not to keep it.
“This is for you, Mr. Brown,” she said while handing him the money. “Thank you for saving me!”
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What can we learn from this story?
- You can’t get away with deceiving people. Myron thought he would keep marrying women for money, unaware he would soon get caught. He wouldn’t have conned multiple women if he knew his father would send him to jail one day.
- Sometimes, you have to take a difficult step for your loved ones. It wasn’t easy for Mr. Brown to send his son to jail, but he did it because he wanted to teach Myron a lesson.
Share this story with your friends and family. It might inspire them and brighten their day.
Minha valentona de infância se tornou minha colega de trabalho — Ela começou a me intimidar novamente, mas dessa vez eu lhe dei uma lição
Quando Casey começa seu novo emprego em um supermercado, ela tem esperança de um novo começo. Mas seu otimismo é abalado quando ela descobre que Amber, sua valentona de infância, agora é sua colega de trabalho. Enquanto Amber espalha rumores maliciosos, Casey se sente presa em velhos medos. Ela pode se defender e confrontar seu passado?
Hoje comecei meu novo emprego no supermercado, sentindo uma estranha mistura de nervosismo e esperança. É engraçado o peso que um simples emprego pode ter quando você está tentando reconstruir sua vida.
Meu marido, Dylan, me deu um beijo de despedida com aquele seu sorriso reconfortante, aquele que diz: “Você consegue”.
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Ao entrar na loja, o cheiro de produtos frescos e de padaria me atingiu como uma recepção calorosa.
Meu gerente, Sr. Thompson, pareceu amigável o suficiente, e ele me deu um rápido tour e me apresentou aos meus colegas de trabalho. Todos eles pareciam amigáveis e eu me permiti relaxar, só um pouco.
Até que eu a vi.
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Para Amber. Meu coração afundou.
Eu não a via desde a quinta série, quando ela transformou minha vida em um pesadelo, mas lá estava ela, como se meu passado tivesse voltado para minha vida. Ela parecia a mesma, só que mais velha, como um fantasma que se recusou a ficar enterrado.
Parte de mim esperava que ela tivesse mudado, que os anos a tivessem amaciado. Mas o olhar em seus olhos quando ela me viu disse o contrário.
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“Casey, certo?” ele disse, sua voz tão travessa como sempre. “Estou feliz em ver você aqui.”
Forcei um sorriso. “É, que mundo pequeno é esse.”
Ele sorriu, olhos semicerrados. “Como você conseguiu esse emprego? Deve ter sido difícil, considerando… tudo.”
Eu sabia o que ele queria dizer, mas dei de ombros. “Eu me apresentei como todo mundo, eu acho.”
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Ele assentiu lentamente, o sorriso não alcançando seus olhos. “Tudo bem. Boa sorte então.”
Os próximos dias foram um turbilhão de aprendizado e de tentar manter a cabeça baixa. Amber estava em todo lugar, andando pelos corredores como se fosse dona do lugar, sua presença um lembrete constante do meu passado.
Tentei ficar fora do caminho dele, mas era como se ele tivesse um radar para mim, sempre encontrando alguma desculpa para me menosprezar.
Então os rumores começaram. Ouvi alguns colegas de classe sussurrando perto da sala de descanso.
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“Você ouviu? Amber disse que Casey dormiu com o Sr. Thompson para conseguir o emprego.”
Meu estômago se revirou. Era a escola primária de novo. Senti aquele desamparo familiar e sufocante de novo.
Eu tinha que fazer alguma coisa, mas o quê? Confrontá-la? Quem acreditaria em mim em vez dela?
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Naquela noite eu desmoronei. Dylan me segurou forte, seus braços eram meu refúgio.
“Por que você está fazendo isso comigo?”, eu solucei. “Eu pensei que tinha deixado tudo isso para trás.”
Dylan beijou minha testa. “Nós vamos descobrir isso, querida. Você é mais forte do que isso.”
Mas fui eu?
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No dia seguinte, decidi confiar na minha sogra, Judy. Ela sempre foi um pilar de força para mim, e eu precisava da sabedoria dela agora mais do que nunca.
“Não sei o que fazer, Judy”, eu disse, minha voz tremendo. “Amber está tornando minha vida um inferno de novo, e eu me sinto como aquela garotinha assustada da escola primária.”
Judy me escutou, seu rosto era uma máscara de preocupação e compreensão.
“Casey, você tem que enfrentá-lo. Os valentões prosperam no medo e no silêncio. Você já pensou em contar ao Sr. Thompson?”
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Balancei a cabeça. “E se ela não acreditar em mim? Amber é boa em manipular as pessoas.”
“Escreva um e-mail para ele”, ele sugeriu. “Seja minucioso. Explique tudo o que ele fez no passado e agora. Você tem que confiar que a verdade virá à tona.”
Seguindo o conselho dela, passei a tarde escrevendo o e-mail. Desabafei, detalhando cada instância do assédio de Amber, tanto passado quanto presente. Clicar em “enviar” foi como soltar um suspiro que estava segurando há anos.
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No dia seguinte, o Sr. Thompson me chamou em seu escritório. Ele parecia sério, mas amigável.
“Recebi seu e-mail, Casey”, ele disse. “Quero que você saiba que levamos essas alegações muito a sério. Vamos ter uma reunião para chegar ao fundo disso.”
Meu coração batia forte. “Obrigado, Sr. Thompson.”
Quando Amber descobriu sobre o encontro, ela ficou furiosa.
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Ele me encurralou no armazém, com os olhos brilhando.
“Você acha que pode se livrar de mim tão facilmente?” ele sibilou. “Você vai se arrepender, Casey.”
Eu fiquei firme, minha voz mais firme do que eu me sentia. “Não tenho mais medo de você, Amber.”
Ela zombou, mas havia um lampejo de dúvida em seus olhos. “Vamos ver sobre isso.”
Um arrepio de medo percorreu minha espinha enquanto eu a observava ir embora. E se eu estivesse errado? O que eu faria se o bullying de Amber piorasse?
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No dia seguinte, a tensão era palpável na sala do diretor. O Sr. Thompson sentou-se na cabeceira da mesa, seu rosto severo, mas nivelado. Amber sentou-se à minha esquerda, parecendo mais irritada do que assustada, enquanto alguns dos meus colegas de classe ocupavam os assentos restantes.
“Obrigado a todos por terem vindo”, começou o Sr. Thompson, com a voz calma, mas firme. “Estamos aqui para abordar algumas alegações sérias e chegar ao fundo desta questão.”
Amber revirou os olhos, mas o Sr. Thompson a ignorou e voltou sua atenção para mim. “Casey, você poderia me explicar o que aconteceu?”
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Respirei fundo, meu coração batendo forte no peito. “Desde que Amber começou a trabalhar aqui, ela tem espalhado boatos sobre mim, dizendo que eu dormi com você para conseguir esse emprego. Esta não é a primeira vez que ela me assedia. Começou na escola primária.”
Amber zombou, cruzando os braços. “Isso é ridículo. Casey inventa coisas porque não aguenta um pouco de competição.”
O Sr. Thompson levantou a mão. “Ouviremos de todos. Mas, primeiro, vamos nos ater aos fatos.”
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Continuei, detalhando os casos de assédio e o impacto que eles tiveram em mim. Senti minha voz tremendo, mas continuei, sabendo que essa era minha chance de me defender.
Quando terminei, o Sr. Thompson virou-se para Amber. “Amber, o que você tem a dizer sobre essas alegações?”
Amber sorriu seu sorriso mais inocente. “Casey sempre foi dramática. Ela provavelmente está chateada por não ser tão querida. Eu nunca disse nada assim.”
Uma das minhas colegas de trabalho, Sarah, então falou.
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“Na verdade, Amber, eu ouvi você espalhando esses rumores também. Não é só o Casey. Muitos de nós notamos.”
Um murmúrio de concordância percorreu a sala. O sorriso de Amber vacilou e seus olhos dispararam ao redor como se procurassem uma rota de fuga.
“Mais alguém?”, perguntou o Sr. Thompson, olhando ao redor da sala.
“Eu também vi isso”, acrescentou outro colega, Mark. “Amber falou muito sobre isso, mesmo quando Casey não estava por perto.”
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O Sr. Thompson assentiu, virando-se para Amber. “Parece haver um padrão aqui. Você tem mais alguma coisa a dizer?”
O rosto de Amber ficou vermelho de raiva. “Isso tudo é uma armação! Estão todos contra mim!”
“Chega”, disse o Sr. Thompson, seu tom final. “Amber, seu comportamento é inaceitável. Não toleramos assédio ou intimidação neste local de trabalho. Você está demitida, com efeito imediato.”
A boca de Amber caiu aberta, mas antes que ela pudesse responder, o Sr. Thompson se levantou. “Você pode pegar suas coisas e ir embora. Agora mesmo.”
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Quando Amber saiu furiosa, ela lançou um último insulto por cima do ombro. “Você não passa de um fofoqueiro vulgar, Casey! Isso não acabou!”
Senti uma onda de emoções: alívio, triunfo e um pouco de tristeza por ter chegado a esse ponto. Mas me mantive firme, quieta e serena. Não era mais a quinta série. Eu não era mais aquela garotinha assustada se escondendo do valentão. Eu estava mais forte agora.
Quando Amber saiu, o Sr. Thompson se virou para mim. “Casey, sinto muito que você tenha passado por isso. Estamos aqui para apoiá-lo, e estamos felizes que você tenha falado.”
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O resto da equipe ecoou seus sentimentos, oferecendo palavras de encorajamento e solidariedade. Senti como se um peso tivesse sido tirado dos meus ombros e, pela primeira vez em muito tempo, senti que pertencia.
Mais tarde naquela noite, sentei-me com Dylan e contei a ele sobre os eventos do dia. Seu sorriso era orgulhoso e seus olhos estavam cheios de amor.
“Você conseguiu, querida”, ele disse, apertando minha mão. “Você se segurou.”
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“Eu não conseguiria sem você e Judy”, respondi, sentindo um calor no peito. “Mas mais do que isso, estou orgulhosa de mim mesma. Finalmente enfrentei meu passado e não o deixei me controlar.”
Dylan beijou minha testa. “Seu eu mais jovem ficaria tão orgulhoso de você.”
Sorri, pensando na garota assustada e solitária que eu costumava ser. Ela não acreditaria o quão longe chegamos. E pela primeira vez, me senti em paz com meu passado.
No dia seguinte, no trabalho, meus colegas me apoiaram mais do que nunca.
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Eles me incluíram em suas conversas, pediram minha contribuição e me fizeram sentir parte da equipe. Era um contraste gritante com o isolamento que eu sentia quando Amber estava por perto.
Nas semanas que se seguiram, me joguei no meu trabalho com confiança renovada. Eu não era mais apenas um novo funcionário; eu fazia parte de uma comunidade.
E quando olhei para frente, eu sabia que poderia encarar qualquer desafio que surgisse no meu caminho. Meu passado não me definia mais. Eu estava pronto para construir um futuro livre de medo e cheio de esperança.
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Clique aqui para ler a história de Jaime sobre como um encontro com um homem com deficiência em um restaurante de fast food mudou sua vida para sempre.
Este trabalho é inspirado em pessoas e eventos reais, mas foi ficcionalizado para fins criativos. Nomes, personagens e detalhes foram alterados para proteger a privacidade e aprimorar a narrativa. Qualquer semelhança com pessoas reais, vivas ou mortas, ou eventos reais é mera coincidência e não intencional do autor.
O autor e a editora não garantem a precisão dos eventos ou a representação dos personagens, e não são responsáveis por nenhuma interpretação errônea. Esta história é fornecida “como está”, e as opiniões expressas são as dos personagens e não refletem as visões do autor ou da editora.
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