Broken vows mended hearts
Blurb:
Anna never believed in fairy tales. Orphaned young and raised by cruel relatives, She learned that love was fleeting and trust was dangerous. The only thing she could count on was herself until a chance encounter at a cafe changed everything. It started with a clash, a spilled cup of tea, an an arrogant, wealthy man who seemed world's apart from her. Yet fate had its own designs. Against all odds, their paths crossed again, and what began has indifference turned into something deeper and something real. But love built on fragile trust can shatter in an instant.
Betrayed by her best friend, humiliated by the man She loved, Anna was left with nothing but heartbreak. He dismissed her, pushed her away , only to realise too late that he had lost
The one thing money could not buy. When his perfect world crumbles, he comes crawling back, offering grand gestures and desperate apologies but Anna is no longer the same girl who once loved him blindly.Just as She dares to open her heart again, a devastating sickness comes to light - A hidden wife, locked away in the shadows of his past. With lies and betrayal threatening to consume her once more , Anna must decide : Will she risk everything for a second chance at love ,or will she walk away and reclaim the life she fought so hard to build?
A story of heartbreak,redemption and Loves ultimate test. Broken vows mended hearts is an unforgettable journey of resilience, sacrifice , and the courage to choose oneself , even when the heart begs otherwise.
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Chapter: Chapter 35:Broken vows,Mended heart. The hostel corridor was quiet when Anna returned. The usual hum of gossip and muffled laughter from other rooms sounded distant, almost unreal. Her steps were slow, unsteady—like someone walking through a fog. She reached for her key with trembling fingers, struggling to fit it into the lock. When the door finally opened, she stepped in, closed it behind her, and leaned against it as if her entire world was caving in.Her room, dimly lit by the pale evening sunlight filtering through the curtains, offered no comfort. The same mattress on the floor, the pile of books she hadn’t touched in weeks, the dress she wore two days ago still lying carelessly on the chair. Everything felt foreign, like she was looking at a version of her life she no longer belonged to.She stumbled to her bed, collapsed on it, and broke into heavy sobs. Her chest heaved as she cried into her pillow, her body curling into itself. Her throat burned, her stomach churned. Every fiber of her being felt dirty, broken.
Last Updated: 2025-07-30
Chapter: Chapter 34:Broken vows Mended heart Anna couldn’t sleep.All night she tossed and turned, her mind replaying the fragments of the horror she had only just begun to piece together. Her skin crawled under the blanket, and no matter how many times she shifted her position, the emptiness in her stomach and the dull ache in her thighs refused to go away.Just as the sun threatened to rise, she shot up from her bed, clutching her abdomen. The nausea hit her like a violent storm. She stumbled to her feet, barely making it to the waste bin before retching uncontrollably.Her breathing was sharp. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she wiped her mouth shakily. Her hands trembled. She sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at her surroundings—books scattered, the bedsheet wrinkled from a sleepless night, the air thick with confusion and shame.A knock echoed on the door.“Are you okay?” a voice asked softly from the hallway.Anna pressed her palm to her chest and tried to steady her breath.“I’m fine,” she replied quickly, her v
Last Updated: 2025-07-30
Chapter: Chapter 33:Broken vows Mended heart The first rays of morning crept through the sheer curtains, casting golden streaks across the tangled bedsheets. Anna stirred, her head pounding, body sore, and mouth tasting of dread. Her vision blurred as she blinked awake, the scent of stale alcohol and male cologne heavy in the air.Her limbs felt foreign, exposed—naked.Her breath caught in her throat.Panic clawed at her chest as she pulled the sheet tighter around her bare skin. Dimeji lay beside her, sprawled on his back like he had not a care in the world. Shirtless. Smirking.She scrambled up, clutching the sheet to her chest. “W-What happened last night?” she whispered, heart hammering against her ribs.Dimeji rolled his eyes lazily and stretched. “What do you think happened?” he said, his voice annoyingly casual. “You passed out. I handled the rest.”The blood drained from Anna’s face.“You... you touched me?” Her voice broke. “You had sex with me while I was unconscious?”He sat up slowly, yawning. “Stop acting like a chi
Last Updated: 2025-07-30
Chapter: Chapter 32:Broken vows, Mended heart The hallway stretched longer than it should’ve.Anna blinked hard, trying to steady her breath. Her heels tapped unevenly on the sleek tiled floor as Dimeji walked ahead of her, shoulders relaxed like this was nothing. Like this was normal.But her mind felt like it was drowning in fog.*How much did I drink?* *Why is everything spinning?*Her steps faltered. “Wait…”Dimeji paused and turned around. The hallway light caught the side of his face, carving his features in sharp contrast. His smile was still there—too calm, too sure.“You okay?” he asked, stepping back toward her. “You need to lie down. You’re swaying like a candle flame.”Anna leaned against the wall. “I don’t remember agreeing to… to go anywhere.”“You didn’t,” he said lightly. “I just figured you could use a break. You drank more than you realized.”He held up a keycard and flashed it before her eyes, like proof that everything was under control.“I booked a room earlier,” he added. “Thought it might come in handy. You
Last Updated: 2025-07-30
Chapter: Chapter 31:Broken vows Mended heart The next few days unfolded like quiet notes of a new song—soft, unsure, and delicately stitched together with silence and almosts. Anna had started to recognize the rhythm: classes with dull-eyed lecturers, dry meals she barely tasted, late afternoons buried in textbooks—and Dimeji.Always Dimeji.He had a way of showing up, like clockwork, sliding into the chair beside her in the library, headphones slung casually around his neck, that lazy grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.“You always read like the world’s about to end,” he teased one afternoon, setting down a cold bottle of malt drink beside her.Anna didn’t look up from her book. “It kind of is. Exams in two weeks.”He laughed, the kind of laugh that vibrated deep and smooth, the kind that made people turn to look, wondering what was so funny.“You act like the book’s going to bite you.”She finally glanced at him, brow arched. “It already has.”He shook his head, still smiling. “You’re cute when you’re grumpy.”She hated h
Last Updated: 2025-07-30
Chapter: Chapter 30:Broken vows Mended heart The library smelled of aged paper and soft polish, the kind of scent that wrapped around you like a memory. Anna stepped inside, her bag slung loosely over her shoulder, eyes darting across the familiar rows of shelves. It was one of the few places on campus where silence felt like a sanctuary instead of a punishment.She needed this—space to breathe, think, and maybe escape the echo of whispered judgment that seemed to follow her everywhere. The events of the past few days had weighed heavily on her spirit: the fight with Mercy, her temporary removal from the room, the warning from Dr. Asake, and that anonymous message: "Why did you fight?" It all swirled around her like a thick fog she couldn’t escape.This morning, she had woken up in her temporary room in the quieter wing of the hostel with a pounding headache and a deeper sense of fatigue. Her exam in Post-Colonial African Politics was in two days, and although she'd tried to study in the hostel, the tension made it impossible to
Last Updated: 2025-07-30
Chapter: Chapter23: A divorceworth celebratingRosy wiped her face, her voice crisp and commanding. “ I want all of you here in thirty minutes”.That's right.Now that the divorce was final, it was time to reclaim her place- time to become who she was always meant to be. Ten minutes later,dozens of roaring Ferraris screeched to a halt outside the hospital. Forming a circle, they blazed their headlights until the night looked like midday.A private Jet descended in the centre of the circle, it's turbines slicing the silence.As it landed, the cabin door opened, and out stepped a striking man in a perfectly tailored suit- refined, handsome, with an unshakeable air of control. “Good evening,Mr Peter !”. The bodyguards thundered in one accord. The man adjusted his gloves with elegant fingers and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. His sharp eyes swept over the crowd, gleaming with a chilling light. “ We are here to bring Mrs Rosy home.” The men echoed “To bring Mrs Rosy home!”. The men echoed their voice lo
Last Updated: 2025-08-27
Chapter: Chapter22: Signed with tears, sealed with ice Late at night , A sleek Rolls- Royce pulled up to the entrance of the City's most luxurious private hospital. The security guard rushed to open the car door and out stepped a man whose presence exuded cold elegance and commanding authority. “ Mr Johnson, Congratulations. It's a boy.” . The hospital director greeted him personally, practically bowing in excitement to deliver the good news.To his shock, Stephen Johnson's expression remained frigid. Not a trace of joy could be found on his Chiseled features.“She has finally given birth? Good. She can get the hell out”. The way he switched up on Rosy was weird and unexpected. He strode inside without another word. Leaving the director scrambling to follow. Did he just say the woman could leave now? Was the baby not his?That couldn't be right.The woman in the delivery room was as timid as a rabbit. She had a lot of things on her head. But she was happy deep down that when she bore the baby her husband will be very
Last Updated: 2025-08-27
Chapter: Chapter21: Clash of words The house was unnervingly quiet that morning, a kind of silence that pressed against Rosy’s chest like a weight she couldn’t shake off.She sat on the velvet sofa in the massive living room, her body stiff and cautious, as though one wrong movement might unravel the fragile peace she’d barely regained. Her palms were locked together on her lap, fingers twisting nervously, her mind still haunted by the dizzying chaos of the previous night—her fainting, the panic in Stephen’s eyes, the blinding hospital lights, the doctor’s sharp warnings.Now she was back here. Back in this house that never felt like hers, back in this marriage that was equal parts prison and lifeline. Stephen had left earlier for a quick errand, promising to return before lunch. Claire was in the kitchen, her muffled humming drifting through the wide corridors, leaving Rosy momentarily alone with her thoughts.She pressed her hand lightly to her stomach, her lips trembling as an unspoken fear coursed through her. The
Last Updated: 2025-08-27
Chapter: Chapter20:Shattered wallsStephen walked briskly into the doctor’s office, his face tight with tension. The events of the past few hours still weighed heavily on him—Rosy collapsing, the frantic rush to the hospital, Claire’s pale face as she hovered nervously around them. He felt like a man whose life was slowly crumbling, and yet, he had no choice but to keep his composure.The doctor, a middle-aged man with sharp, intelligent eyes behind his glasses, stood up as Stephen entered.“Mr. Stephen Johnson?” the doctor asked, glancing down at the file in his hands.“Yes,” Stephen said, his voice deep, clipped. “How is she?”The doctor motioned for him to sit. “Your wife is stable now. She fainted due to exhaustion, stress, and… well, because of her condition.”Stephen’s brow furrowed. “Her condition?”The doctor leaned forward slightly. “She’s pregnant. Around seven weeks.”Stephen froze, his mind spinning as the words echoed in the quiet office. Pregnant? Rosy? His heart thudded in his chest, not with excitement
Last Updated: 2025-08-25
Chapter: Chapter19 : The heart that bleedsStephen’s hands shook as he lowered himself to the floor beside Rosy. Her body was too still, her face too pale, her breaths shallow and uneven.“Rosy… God, no. Not like this.” His voice cracked, his throat tightening as panic clawed its way up.Her lashes fluttered but didn’t open. He pressed his palm against her clammy forehead, whispering as if words alone could anchor her.“Stay with me, Rosy. Please. I’ll fix everything, just—don’t leave me.”“Stephen!” Claire’s shrill cry snapped through the air. She burst into the room, her apron still tied around her waist, flour smudged across her cheek. Her eyes fell on Rosy sprawled on the floor, and her hands flew to her mouth.“Jesus… oh God—”“Don’t just stand there!” Stephen barked, though his fear twisted his tone into something harsher. “Help me get her up. She needs a hospital—now!”Claire rushed to his side, her hands trembling as she slipped them beneath Rosy’s legs. Together, they lifted her, but Stephen carried the weight of her
Last Updated: 2025-08-25
Chapter: Chapter 18:Shackled in desire The bathroom was filled with steam, but there was no warmth. Only a suffocating heaviness that clung to Rosy’s skin, crawling into her lungs. She stood beneath the spray, her arms wrapped tightly around her trembling body, but the water couldn’t wash away the filth of what her life had become. Not the betrayal. Not the humiliation. Not the ache inside her chest that had become her constant companion.She pressed her forehead against the cold tiles, eyes squeezed shut. For a moment, she tried to imagine what it would feel like to disappear into the wall, to vanish completely from this world where she was nothing but a pawn in Stephen’s cruel game.Her lips parted, a broken whisper slipping out. “God, please… let me wake up from this nightmare.”But reality was relentless. And it came crashing through the door a moment later.The lock rattled, then slammed open so hard the frame shuddered.“Rosy!”Her heart stopped.He grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her. Stephen’s voice was ra
Last Updated: 2025-08-19
Chapter: : The final chapter The palace was quiet—too quiet. Even the birds that usually fluttered outside the grand windows of the king’s chamber were absent, as if nature itself mourned the weariness of the man within.Alexander sat on the edge of his bed, the heavy robe of royalty pooling around him like a shroud. The golden crown, once proudly perched upon his head, now lay abandoned on the floor, its polished surface reflecting nothing but a broken legacy.He had sent the servants away hours ago, requesting solitude. But truth be told, he had been alone for far longer than that—ever since Daniela left, ever since the boy vanished. Ever since he traded his humanity for power.The voices from the past echoed relentlessly in his mind."You want her to be queen? There is a way…""Put this powder in her drink. It will cloud her mind and draw her to you.""Rub this oil on your palms before you touch her—she will not resist.""You must act fast. The elders are watching. You need an heir."At the time, it all seemed
Last Updated: 2025-04-05
Chapter: Chapter 143: The kings silent battle The palace was quieter these days—too quiet for a man who once ruled with noise, power, and pride. Alexander sat by his window, fingers toying with a half-filled goblet of wine. Outside, the moonlight brushed the edges of the thatched palace roof, casting ghostly shadows on the walls. Chisom had long drifted to sleep, her breathing soft, steady. But Alexander was wide awake—again.It had been six moons since she was brought to him, her skin soft as silk, her smile gentle, her body yielding. Each night, she came to his bed, and each night, he held hope in his loins and in his heart. But morning always came with the same bitter emptiness. No signs. No whispers of cravings. No swelling belly. No child.He had tried everything—spiced roots, fertility herbs from the palace medicine woman, and even late-night rituals performed by the native priest. Still… nothing.Alexander rose from the bed, pacing the cold marble floor with heavy feet. A fire burned in the hearth, but it did little to tha
Last Updated: 2025-04-05
Chapter: Chapter 142: A home built with love The morning sun filtered through the bright white curtains of their new apartment, casting golden rays across the hardwood floor. Lydia stirred beneath the duvet, her hand instinctively reaching out to the other side of the bed.Empty.She blinked, sat up, and glanced around. The soft scent of brewed coffee and toasted bread teased her nose. A smile curled on her lips.He’s in the kitchen again.Throwing on a light robe, she padded down the hallway and into the warm, open space where Gabriel stood shirtless, wearing joggers and flipping pancakes with an exaggerated chef’s flair.“You’re going to burn them,” Lydia teased, leaning against the doorframe.Gabriel turned, spatula in hand, and grinned. “And good morning to my beautiful wife.”She walked up to him, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind. “Good morning, chef husband.”He kissed the top of her head, then plated a stack of fluffy pancakes. “I thought we could eat on the balcony today. The sun’s not too harsh yet.”They
Last Updated: 2025-04-05
Chapter: Chapter 141: Shadows in the palace walls The early morning sun filtered through the intricate lattice windows of the palace, casting golden shapes across the polished floors. Drums beat faintly in the distance, signaling the dawn of a new day—and a new queen.Chisom sat quietly on the edge of a carved mahogany bed, her feet barely touching the polished ground. Around her, the royal maids fluttered like bees, tying her hair into delicate loops, rubbing her arms with perfumed oil, and whispering instructions she barely absorbed.“Your new robe, my queen,” one of the maids said, presenting a cloth woven with silver threads and royal blue patterns. “You must wear it before you greet the king.”Chisom nodded faintly, still unsure how to wear the title of "queen" in her heart. The palace air was thick—not just with incense, but with the weight of expectation. She could feel it in the walls, in the eyes of the elders who measured her with unspoken judgment, and in the stiff bow of the guards who had served another before her.As sh
Last Updated: 2025-04-05
Chapter: Chapter 140:The choice of a king The palace air brimmed with anticipation, thick like a brewing storm. Inside the grand hall, the scent of burning incense drifted from gold-plated bowls, curling in the air like whispers from the ancestors. Soft drums echoed in the background, played by two palace boys, steady and ceremonial. The marble floors had been scrubbed to glass-like shine, reflecting the rows of candles burning along the corridor.Alexander sat on the throne, robed in deep crimson, his royal crown resting heavy on his head. His face was unreadable—a mask of calm, yet behind his eyes, something stirred. Pain. Memory. Resignation. This was not how he envisioned choosing a queen.Beside him, a guard stood silently, holding a scroll with the names of the maidens. The chamberlain motioned, and the doors opened.One by one, the virgins began to enter.The first maiden, Awele, stepped forward with her head lowered, her feet bare, anklets chiming with each timid step. She was beautiful—smooth dark skin, full lips, an
Last Updated: 2025-04-05
Chapter: Chapter 139: The search for a new queen The sky above the palace bled into a melancholic gray, the sun hiding behind thick clouds as though mourning with the king. The royal garden, once Daniela’s favorite place, stood untended. Wildflowers grew in stubborn defiance through cracks in the once manicured paths. The scent of blooming hibiscus clashed with the scent of time—that old, dusty silence that lingered in places where laughter had died.King Alexander stood still on the palace balcony, arms crossed behind his back, cloaked in heavy velvet. He wasn't the same man he was two years ago. The weight of loss had carved lines into his once-youthful face. His shoulders drooped beneath invisible burdens. Power still clothed him, yes, but it no longer fitted him like pride—it clung to him like grief.His eyes scanned the horizon—the same trail Daniela had once fled down with the child. The same trail the guards had failed to watch. His jaw clenched at the memory.Every now and then, he imagined seeing her figure walking back, ch
Last Updated: 2025-04-05
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