Novel-novel oleh Daisys world

BlairI watched the estate grow larger as the cab approached. Not a house, not a mansion—an empire of stone and glass. My stomach twisted. Whoever lived here controlled more than money; they controlled worlds.I stepped out, gripping my bag. Wind carried pine and something faintly sweet. No turning back.The doorbell chimed deep and echoing. Stein opened the door, perfect as always—suit pressed, hair streaked with gray, expression polite and distant.“Miss Blair,” he said. “Right on time.”I swallowed. “Yes… of course.”He stepped aside. The interior enveloped me: warm creams, dark wood, gold-framed paintings, soft chandeliers. Old-money elegance. I felt out of place.Stein led the way. “Aedrick is expecting you. This way.”Glass doors opened to a sunlit terrace: flowers hung in baskets, vines climbed the railings, a fountain burbled. My eyes locked on him.Aedrick Mcsilver.Dark hair messy, thick beard, sharp hazel eyes shadowed by fatigue. Handsome, but worn. And the wheelchair. Sle

Blair My mind wandered with many cruel and scary thoughts as paramedics rushed into the room. Their voices filled the space with sharp commands, but the words tangled in my mind like loose threads.“Move the table!”“Check his pulse!”“Get the oxygen mask!”One of them knelt beside my father and pressed two fingers to his neck. Another opened a medical kit and reached for wires and pads. The loud rip of the adhesive made my heart jump. They tried to speak to me, but my thoughts spun too fast to catch their questions.“How long has he been in pain?”“Does he have heart problems?”“Did anything stressful happen today?”I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. My throat closed up. What was I supposed to say? That Pearl forced him to drag me into an old agreement? That he broke under the pressure of selling his daughter to pay off debts he didn’t create? I couldn’t even make a sound.They lifted him onto a stretcher, their movements steady and practiced. His hand slipped from mine, and I

BlairI have had enough.I had spent years doing everything they asked. I had kept quiet when Pearl barked orders at me. I had stepped aside whenever Leah wanted something. I had accepted Dave’s weak excuses when he stood by and watched it all. I told myself it was easier that way, that peace mattered more than fairness. But as I stood in the living room with Pearl blocking the doorway and Dave hovering behind her, something inside me finally reached its limit.“No,” I said. My voice shook, but I stayed firm. “I won’t do it.”Pearl froze. Her face twisted as if I had insulted her in public. She stared at me like I had no right to speak at all. The room fell quiet for a single stretched breath before she moved.Her hand came fast.The slap hit my cheek so hard my vision blurred. My head jerked to the side. The sharp sting spread across my skin, but the pain in my chest was worse. It burned deeper. It reminded me how small she believed I was.“You ungrateful brat,” she spat. Her voice s

Blair “I can’t believe it’s finally today!”I whispered, practically bouncing on the balls of my feet as I tugged the plain white robe tighter around me. My heart raced like fireworks, each beat echoing the joy bubbling inside me.The wedding gown waited on the chair beside me, soft silk and lace shimmering in the morning light. My fingers hovered over the delicate fabric, and the bouquet of pink roses on my lap smelled like spring itself. I had dreamed of this moment for as long as I could remember—today, I would become Eric’s wife. My stomach fluttered, my cheeks tingled, and I couldn’t stop smiling. A quiet home, a simple life, a love that felt like it had been made just for me… I was about to have it all.Eric had proposed six months ago, on my twenty-fourth birthday, and I had never felt so cherished. Every memory of him—the way he smiled at me, held my hand, whispered promises of forever—made my pulse skip. Today, the world felt perfect, and I couldn’t wait to step into it as h