Find Aglaurus. A story about the trials of fame, poisonous envy, and the saving power of true love.
14.99 €
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Find Aglaurus. A story about the trials of fame, poisonous envy, and the saving power of true love.
14.99 €
By the age of forty, Vera Redrick had everything she could dream of: a reliable husband, two wonderful sons, and a passion that brought her fame and prosperity. Her blog, "Interior Hunter," which grew out of humble videos about renovating her own apartment, had long since conquered the top charts and turned Vera into an icon of style and success. It seemed her life was a flawless canvas, meticulously painted by her own hands.
But over time, the vibrant colors began to fade, and cracks began to appear. Vera felt herself quietly drifting away from her husband, a silent indifference settling into their familiar closeness. She noticed that, due to her endless busy schedule, her sons were becoming almost strangers to her—fleeting guests in her schedule.
And then there was He. The Hater. The one who saw right through her life—as if he'd been sitting in the next chair while she was building her perfect world. He knew everything. He noticed her every mistake, every petty lie, every fake smile—and mercilessly exposed them for all to see, like the back of a glossy magazine. He haunted her not just as a shadow—he became her anti-mirror, reflecting not a perfect picture, but the very truth Vera so carefully hid even from herself.
This story is about what happens when we, blinded by our own dreams, try to climb the mountain alone. And about the silence and shadows that sometimes greet us there, when the echo of applause fades, and only the merciless, all-seeing eye of someone else's hatred looks down on us.
But over time, the vibrant colors began to fade, and cracks began to appear. Vera felt herself quietly drifting away from her husband, a silent indifference settling into their familiar closeness. She noticed that, due to her endless busy schedule, her sons were becoming almost strangers to her—fleeting guests in her schedule.
And then there was He. The Hater. The one who saw right through her life—as if he'd been sitting in the next chair while she was building her perfect world. He knew everything. He noticed her every mistake, every petty lie, every fake smile—and mercilessly exposed them for all to see, like the back of a glossy magazine. He haunted her not just as a shadow—he became her anti-mirror, reflecting not a perfect picture, but the very truth Vera so carefully hid even from herself.
This story is about what happens when we, blinded by our own dreams, try to climb the mountain alone. And about the silence and shadows that sometimes greet us there, when the echo of applause fades, and only the merciless, all-seeing eye of someone else's hatred looks down on us.
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