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Julian Moreau has built a life of wealth and prestige, a dazzling empire born from ambition and sacrifice. But beneath the gilded veneer lies a man tormented by expectations—his mother's relentless demand for a family and his own inability to envision a life beyond his business. The hollow luxury of his existence is shattered one fateful night when an accident nearly claims his life, and a mysterious young woman named Isabella risks everything to save him.

Isabella, a selfless girl from a humble background, is thrust into Julian's world of opulence after a desperate plea from his mother, Cilla Moreau. With the promise of money that could change her family's life, Isabella agrees to marry Julian, a man she barely knows. As she steps into the grandeur of the Moreau estate, Isabella is faced with the enormity of her decision—and the daunting task of breaking through Julian's guarded heart.

Bound by a sense of duty, a promise, and an unexpected act of courage, Julian and Isabella are thrown together in a world neither fully understands. Can love grow in the shadow of an arrangement built on desperation? And will Julian find the courage to confront the emptiness within him before it’s too late?

"The Scars We Carry" is a poignant tale of redemption, resilience, and the transformative power of love, where two lives collide in the unlikeliest of circumstances, and fate tests the limits of their hearts..

The Scars We Carry

As the car pulled up to the modest house, Janet announced, "We're here."

Isabella stepped out, taking in the sight of her childhood home. "I'm home," she said softly.

They walked inside, and Janet called out, "Toba! Your sister's here!"

A flurry of footsteps echoed before a young man burst into the room. "I'm back!" he shouted, grinning widely.

Janet rolled her eyes. "Not you—your sister!"

Toba froze mid-step, his eyes landing on Julian. "Wait… Julian Moreau? The Julian Moreau?"

Julian gave a polite nod. "Yes, that's me."

Toba's face lit up. "No way! I'm your biggest fan!"

Julian chuckled. "It's always nice to meet a fan."

Before anyone could respond, the door opened, and two more people entered the house. Janet turned to them. "They're here—my sister and brother. Meet Maliy and Jet."

Maliy's eyes immediately landed on Julian, and a sly smile spread across her face. "Well, well. Who's this handsome man?"

Toba eagerly interjected, "That's Julian Moreau!"

Maliy leaned closer, playfully brushing her hair back. "Handsome, smart, and rich? A total package!"

Jet smirked and muttered, "You're already married. Stand down."

Maliy rolled her eyes. "Shut up, Jet. I was joking."

Julian extended his hand politely. "It's nice to meet all of you. But I must get back to the city—with Isabella and Toba, of course. Don't worry; you'll all get invitations to the wedding."

Jet raised an eyebrow. "Wedding? What wedding?"

Janet clapped her hands together. "Oh, did I forget to mention? Isabella's marrying Julian!"

Toba's jaw dropped. "I'm going to be part of the Moreau family?" He turned to Isabella with stars in his eyes. "I love you!"

Isabella crossed her arms, glaring at him. "You love me because I'm marrying into the Moreau family, not because I'm your sister."

Toba shrugged unapologetically. "Pretty much, yeah."

Jet leaned back against the wall, chuckling. "So, when's the wedding?"

Julian glanced at Isabella with a smile. "Any day now."

Isabella glared at him. "Julian, don't forget—"

Julian held up his hands in mock surrender. "I won't forget."

With that, they left the house and climbed into Julian's car, Toba sliding in beside them.

Back at the Moreau estate, Lucy stood by the door, her arms crossed with a wicked grin. "I love the chaos this wedding is going to cause. Toba, you're going to be an excellent accomplice."

Toba's eyes sparkled with mischief. "You bet I am."

Isabella sighed, already regretting the madness unfolding around her.

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