I knew I had screwed up, but I never thought it would come to this.

Hi, my name is Pedro, I'm 19 years old, born and raised in Portugal.

A few months ago, I made a deal with some guys—quick cash, easy profit. Or at least that’s what I told myself. But when it came time to pay, I didn’t. I figured they had bigger things to worry about. I was wrong.

Last night, I got home late. The house felt different—too still, too quiet. That kind of silence that makes your stomach twist before you even know why. Then I saw my dad. Tied to a chair in the middle of the living room. He wasn’t panicked, just sitting there, his breathing slow, controlled. He looked at me, and in his eyes, I saw something that made my blood run cold.

Then I heard it. A low murmur. A deep, steady voice speaking in that calm, amused way that only someone completely in control can. And then… my mother’s laugh. Soft. Breathless.

I followed the sound, my heart pounding harder with every step. The door to their bedroom was open just enough for the dim light inside to spill into the hallway. I pushed it wider.

And then I saw them.

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