"Being separated was not the plan, neither was falling in love with him."

A sad blow on Nathan's family throws Keren, their teenage daughter off balance. 

While Addison, the mysterious son of the wealthy Don Carlo, appears after 20 years.

Fate caused their paths to cross at a time when Addison battled with his traumatic past. For some special reasons he was spellbound to Keren, the girl whom he found solace in.

 Thus, he offered her the needed support to achieve her dreams and reunite with her family.


That was the plan, but it all changed, when simple lies turn deadly and every heart bore deceptive secrets. The unimaginable, wrecks not just her romance with Addison but her sole objective.

The truth was no kinder neither was the lie. 

Face it? Run? Or leave it?


To Addison, it was impossible.

To Keren, it was a challenge.

In the face of these challenges, will she achieve her dreams? Reunite with her family or the man she loves?

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The story is dedicated to the families separated due to immigration policies.


Disclaimer

Hapuch's Diary is an original story and purely a work of fiction.

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Hapuch's Diary

They say a key is an object designed to open and close a lock. However, in a world with many locks and limited keys, it was hard to know what or who could serve the purpose as every lock deserved a key: the key to happiness, to secrets, and sometimes, locks to keys. 


Events of the previous day replayed in her head as she swerved from side to side on her bed, unable to sleep. Keren couldn’t stop thinking about it. She mentally outlined possible meanings the box conveyed but there was no good result. 


The main suspects in her investigation were Lucas, his wife Sara, Madam Magdalene and Don Carlo. Regardless of the odds, she believed that somehow she could get answers. 


His horrid eyes pierced through the rainy night, his breath quickened and his heart stumped against his chest as he ran. Teenage Addison was drenched not only in the cold stream of rain but blood, the blood of those lads that fell by his hand. 


After