No More Sacrifices

The smell of cheap hotdogs and burnt sugar hung heavy in the air. I stood there, watching Jake Henderson, the town's golden boy, showing off on the old wooden tower. Just like before, he was about to fall. Last time, I sacrificed everything. I became his human shield, shattering my hand, losing my art scholarship, and condemning myself to a lifetime of his manipulation and infidelity. He married me out of supposed obligation, then poisoned our children against me, constantly whispering how I' d supposedly stolen his chance with Tiffany, his 'white moonlight' who' d effortlessly claimed my future. I died alone, full of agonizing regret in a sterile room, my dreams turned to ash. But now, I was back. Frozen at the exact same moment, watching him teeter. A cold, unwavering resolve washed over me. No. More. Sacrifices. This time, I wouldn't move an inch. Let him fall. This was my chance to shatter the chains of the past, reclaim my stolen future, and finally build a life free from Jake.