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I’m a small writer with a big dream. Writing has always been my quiet place, something I turned to during my free time just to breathe, to imagine, and to make sense of the world around me. I love writing about human emotions. Many of my stories are inspired by real experiences, my own and those of others who have trusted me with their pain, their joy, and their memories. I write because I want readers to feel seen.

ABOUT ME

I’m a small writer with a big dream. Writing has always been my quiet place, something I turned to during my free time just to breathe, to imagine, and to make sense of the world around me. I love writing about human emotions. Many of my stories are inspired by real experiences, my own and those of others who have trusted me with their pain, their joy, and their memories. I write because I want readers to feel seen.
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All The Ways You Taught Me to Love

All The Ways You Taught Me to Love

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What if the people you loved most were the ones who placed the knife in your back— and twisted it with the gentleness of a kiss? For Mara Valdez, love was a home she built brick by brick, a sanctuary carved out of faith, loyalty, and quiet devotion. Her marriage was her masterpiece. Her best friend was her anchor. Her life—simple, soft, steady—felt like a promise the universe intended to keep. But promises are fragile things. One ordinary evening, a stranger’s message shatters everything she thought she knew. No warning. No mercy. Just a single video — grainy, intimate, unmistakably real — of her husband and her best friend intertwined in a betrayal so deep it cleaves her heart clean in two. First comes disbelief. Then denial, soft and seductive. Then the grief that swallows the ground beneath her feet. Some women crumble under betrayal — and some women are forged by it. She becomes the kind of woman who silences rooms simply by entering them— not out of arrogance, but out of a quiet resilience sharpened by truth. A woman reborn from the ashes of deceit, wearing her scars not as wounds, but as armor. When the truth finally detonates— when the lies unravel, the masks crack, and the consequences come for the guilty— Mara doesn’t lift a finger. The truth does all the work for her. She thought losing everything would destroy her. She didn’t know it was the very thing that would set her free.

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