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The pain in them mirrored his own, a clear reflection of the anguish he’d lived through.

“… Then I paid 200 thousand dollars for the surgery, hoping it would grant my son a chance at life,” Dylan continued, his voice choked with emotion. “But the cruel twist of fate took him away the very same day. The world crumbled around me.

The guilt, the sorrow, the weight of my decisions — it was all too much. Days turned into weeks and weeks into months, each one heavier than the last.”

Dylan looked down at their intertwined fingers, a testament to the bond they shared. “It was a dark period,” he whispered.

“But then, like a beacon in the night, I found you. With you, I saw a chance to start anew, to find happiness again. And in that newfound hope, I believed I could put everything behind me, that the ghosts of my past would remain buried.”

He took a deep breath, releasing it slowly.

“I genuinely thought that if I ran far enough and built a new life, Harry would never find me, especially after two decades. That’s why I never shared this with you. I wanted to protect our present from the mistakes of my past.”

Catherine’s eyes bore into Dylan’s, searching for answers amidst the whirlwind of revelations that had upended their world.

The atmosphere in the room grew tense, a palpable electricity between them.

“How did he find you?” she demanded, her voice quivering but resolute.

Dylan hesitated, looking down, before meeting her gaze. “A few days ago, I got a call. It was Harry,” he began, his voice heavy with regret.

“He told me he’d been released from prison. It caught me completely off guard. How he got my number, how he traced me after all these years — I can’t say.”

He paused, taking a deep breath as the weight of their predicament bore down on him.

“I’ve been working hard these past years, trying to build a life for us. The money I made, I earned it honestly. I couldn’t bear the thought of parting with it, especially for someone from a past I tried so hard to escape.

So, in a moment of panic and pride, I tried to outsmart Harry. I pretended to be penniless, thinking I could divert him from the truth.”

Dylan’s eyes darted away, guilt evident on his face. “And the last thing I wanted was for you to be dragged into this mess.

I thought I could handle it on my own, protect you from my past.”

Catherine’s face contorted with a mix of anguish and fury. “But that was your mistake, Dylan! Not telling me, not trusting me.

To you, 100 thousand dollars is a drop in the ocean, but now it’s the price on our heads!” Her voice escalated, the reality of their danger amplifying her emotions. “Your arrogance, your deceit — it could cost us our lives. And for what?

Money? How could you, Dylan? How could you play with our lives this way?

I hate you!” she shouted, tears streaming down her face.

The deafening silence that followed was broken only by their ragged breaths, the weight of the moment pressing down on them.

The creak of the basement door followed by the dimming of the already faint light heralded Harry’s return. Catherine and Dylan stiffened in their chairs, the ropes binding them digging into their flesh. Harry’s silhouette cast a towering shadow as he descended the stairs, his every step echoing with menace.

Catherine’s eyes darted fearfully between Harry and Dylan.

Harry, noticing her trepidation, smirked. “I just had a little visit to your cozy home,” he sneered, looking directly at Catherine. “Quite the palace you’ve got there, though not many valuables lying around, I must say.

Makes me wonder where all the money went.”

Dylan, with a voice trembling with fear and desperation, began to plead. “Harry, I beg you, whatever your issue is with me, please don’t involve Catherine. She’s innocent in all of this.”

Harry tilted his head, feigning consideration, but his eyes remained cold.

“I’m listening,” he drawled.

Summoning every ounce of courage he had, Dylan continued, “I’ll give you everything. Everything I have. There’s close to a million dollars in my bank accounts.

Let’s go there right now. I’ll transfer it all to you. Just… please spare my wife.”

Harry seemed to contemplate this for a moment, the silence in the room thickening with tension.

Then, nodding slowly, he said, “Alright, Dylan. I’ll take your offer.”

However, Harry’s face hardened once more, and he leaned close to Dylan, his breath smelling of stale cigarettes. “But listen closely.

If you even think of playing any tricks or getting the police involved, I won’t hesitate to spill all about your dark past. Remember, I have nothing left to lose, and in jail, I’ve made plenty of allies. You mess with me, they’ll ensure you pay the price.

Got it?”

Dylan, his face pale and eyes wide with fear, managed a weak nod. “Understood.”

Harry stepped back, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. “Good.

Let’s take a trip to the bank then.”

The journey to the bank felt like the longest ride of Dylan’s life. Each traffic light, each stop, seemed to stretch time to its limit. The hum of the car’s engine and the muffled sounds of the city outside felt distant, drowned out by the turmoil of his own thoughts.

The weight of his past choices pressed down on Dylan.

The web of deceit he had spun, the greed that had tainted his decisions, and the realization that all of it had converged to this treacherous moment consumed him. Every turn of the wheel, every decision he’d made, felt like a chain that bound him tighter, a noose that threatened to suffocate him.

The imposing structure of the bank gradually appeared on the horizon, its silhouette a looming reminder of what was at stake. As he drew closer, the enormity of Harry’s potential actions became more tangible.

Knowing the vindictiveness and greed that drove the man, Dylan was under no illusion that Harry would show mercy after obtaining the money. The very thought that Catherine could get caught in the crossfire, all because of his misdeeds, was unbearable.

With each mile covered, a desperate plan began taking shape in Dylan’s mind. He contemplated a drastic measure, a sacrificial act that might divert Harry’s wrath away from Catherine and solely onto him.

It was fraught with danger, a gamble in every sense. But if it meant even a fractional chance that Catherine could escape this nightmare unscathed, he was ready to stake everything.

His grip on the steering wheel tightened, knuckles white with determination. Memories of their shared moments, their dreams and aspirations, provided him with a reservoir of strength.

Catherine deserved a future, one unblemished by his past sins, and he was determined to ensure that.

As he finally pulled into the bank’s parking lot, the weight of the upcoming confrontation settled heavily on him. Taking a deep, steadying breath, he mentally braced himself, gearing up for the most pivotal moment of his life.

The bank’s vast marble floor echoed with the faint murmurs of its patrons, the soft hum of the overhead lights, and the clinking of pens against counters. The ambiance was mundane, just another day with customers lining up, waiting for their turn, bank tellers busy with transactions, and the bank’s guards positioned near the entrance, their stance casual yet alert.

Dylan felt the weight of Harry’s presence next to him.

Every step toward the cash register made his heart race faster. He could feel the palpable tension emanating from Harry, who seemed eager to finish this business quickly. But as they approached the counter, the gravity of the situation and the dire consequences Catherine might face bore down on Dylan.

A blend of fear, determination, and adrenaline surged through him.

The bank teller, a young woman with neatly tied hair and sharp glasses, looked up at them, her face the epitome of professionalism. “How can I assist you today?” she asked with a courteous smile, completely unaware of the storm that was about to descend.

It was at this juncture, that Dylan, with every ounce of courage he could muster, took a deep breath and deviated from the plan. “This is a robbery!” he exclaimed, his voice echoing throughout the bank, turning every head in their direction.

The immediate aftermath of his declaration was a frozen tableau of shock. Time seemed to stand still for a heartbeat.

Then chaos erupted.

Bank alarms blared, the doors slid shut with an ominous thud, and the bank’s security system snapped into place. Customers ducked, screams filled the air, and the bank guards instantly snapped into action, weapons drawn, eyes locked onto Dylan and Harry.

Harry, caught off guard, shot Dylan a look of pure betrayal.

His face twisted in anger, he hissed, “What the hell are you doing? I’ll make sure the cops know every sordid detail of your past!”

Summoning his bravado, Dylan met Harry’s glare squarely, defiance evident in his posture. “I will tell them everything myself, but my Catherine will be alive,” Dylan answered to Harry and was taken to the police car.

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