Jack

Jack never knew what peace was. Since he was little, his home was made of screams, slamming doors and the dry sound of his father's hands against his mother's body. That scenario shaped who he would be — a man who learned to love silence, because silence meant no one was getting beat up. When his mother died, something inside him broke forever. He never cried, never sought help. He just watched the body being taken away and the father drinking as if nothing had happened. It was at that moment that Jack understood: the world belonged to the cruel. Years later, his father died too — and Jack was there to see it. Some said it was an accident, others never had the courage to ask. But since that day, the old family home has become Jack's darkest secret. A house hidden on the edge of the city, where time stopped and the smell of the past still lived in the walls. On the outside, he looked like an ordinary man. Handsome, well-dressed, polite. A millionaire businessman, with calm speech and steady eyes.

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Jack never knew what peace was. Since he was little, his home was made of screams, slamming doors and the dry sound of his father's hands against his mother's body. That scenario shaped who he would be — a man who learned to love silence, because silence meant no one was getting beat up. When his mother died, something inside him broke forever....Read more

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