Ashes of a Perfect Life
what should it be
Ethan smiled, chest full, eyes glistening. This—this was everything he had ever wanted. Laughter, love, family, and rain that made the world feel alive. He could feel the beat of life itself in the garden, in the voices of the people he adored.
The rain fell gently that afternoon, soft enough to kiss the leaves without washing them away. Ethan watched from the balcony as Sophie twirled across the garden, her tiny boots splashing in the puddles. Isla laughed, calling her name, the sound warm and melodic, wrapping around the house like sunlight. Alice chased Sophie in a playful circle while Eleanor stood nearby, smiling quietly, her hands folded over her chest, watching them all with the calm of someone who knew the world was perfect in that moment.
Ethan
haa this is all i wished ! * relaxed
sophie
catch me if you can auntt !! * running in the soft rain *
Alice
you little dragon just wait and see how i catch youu * running behind her *
sophie
* hides behind his mother * mom save your daughter!!!
IsIa
why are you dragging me inn * laughing softly *
Alice
yeaa now hiding behind your mother huuhh !! you little dragon * catch sophie * now where will you gooo
sophie
hahahhahha * laughing continuously *
Eleanor
may our family stays like this 😊
At first, it was a single call, sharp and out of place in the melody of his happiness. Damian’s voice, cold as steel, whispered into the phone:
"Do you know what it feels like… to watch your world burn while you stand helpless?"
The garden, the laughter, the rain—they all turned sour. The warmth of his home became ashes in his mind. Every heartbeat of his happiness shattered against the cruel truth.
Ethan laughed nervously, thinking it a cruel joke. But then the videos came. Smoke curling, flames licking, Sophie screaming—though he couldn’t yet tell if it was real or a nightmare. Isla, Eleanor, Alice… trapped, helpless, and burning.
He screamed. He threw things. He ran through the house, trying to break walls, windows, anything, as if smashing them could erase what he had seen. But nothing could undo it
Somewhere in the roar of the storm, a bitter lesson took root: This is only the beginning.
voice lingered, echoing through the ruins of his heart:
"I am teaching you, Ethan. Every choice you ignored, every plea you failed to answer… you feel now what I once felt. But I am not as cruel as you. Not like that. I have forgiven, because I, too, had someone I loved like no one else. Let’s not cross paths again."
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