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A GIRL NAMED NOVA. Dinner Party.
***The next morning after returning from my grandmother’s home, I woke up with a clarity I hadn’t felt in a long time. Something inside me felt… lighter. Calmer. Stronger. As if all the tears I refused to shed in her presence had somehow hardened into a quiet resolve within me.Today was my school’s dinner party—my final event before graduation.My last day as a student.My last day walking those halls as the girl who once hid her pain behind forced smiles.I wanted today to be special. Not for Frederick. Not for Isabella.For me.For the Nova who had survived hell and refused to break.I moved through my room slowly, touching my books, the old folder of certificates, the wall where I’d pinned affirmations that only I ever saw. I had worked too hard—sleepless nights, broken emotions, heavy responsibilities—to let anyone overshadow my moment.Not Fredrick.Not Isabella.No one.I stepped into the bathroom, letting the warm water wash over me, imagining it rinsing away every memory of p
A GIRL NAMED NOVA. The Mansion Drama.
I sat on the floor of the room, my back pressed against the cold wall, my knees hugged tightly to my chest. A week. Seven long days of being locked in, of being starved of more than just food. Every meal Henry brought me I refused. Not because I wanted to starve, but because the weight in my chest had crushed my appetite entirely.“Please, Nova… just take a bite,” Henry pleaded one afternoon, hovering near the small tray. His eyes were filled with worry, and his hands trembled slightly as he tried to coax me.“I… I can’t,” I whispered, my voice hollow. “I’m not hungry.”Henry’s shoulders slumped, and he glanced at the door as though wishing Frederick would appear to put an end to this misery.When Frederick finally did come, it wasn’t with concern for me—not really. His steps were deliberate, measured, every inch the man I had grown to both admire and fear. He entered the room silently, his dark eyes unreadable as they scanned my pale, fragile form.“Henry,” he said finally, his voice
A GIRL NAMED NOVA. Manipulative Isabella.
I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands clutched tightly in my lap as if holding them together could somehow hold my entire world together. My heart felt raw, scraped open from the scene downstairs. I could still see Isabella draped over him… still hear her weak, pitiful voice… I still see Frederick’s expressionless, unreadable face as he holds her steady.It hurt.God, it hurt more than I ever imagined anything could.I kept replaying every second, forcing myself not to cry again. My throat burned with unshed tears; my eyes stung. But I sat there quietly, perfectly still, waiting—hoping—that when Frederick entered the room, I could tell him everything that happened at school. Maybe if I explained, maybe if he just listened—Footsteps approached.Heavy. Controlled. Cold.My heart jumped. I rose immediately from the bed, almost hopeful.The door opened.Frederick walked in with the same aura he used to wear like armor—the one I thought I had melted even just a little over the past weeks
A GIRL NAMED NOVA. FACADES
***The bell had barely rung when I felt the familiar unease creeping through the crowded hallways of the college. My backpack felt heavier than usual, my shoulders tense. I knew he would be there. I just didn’t know how bold he would be today.And, of course, he was.Daniel. Standing near the lockers, that infuriating calm smile on his face, like nothing had ever happened. Like I didn’t already know the games he played, the manipulations he attempted.“Nova,” he called softly, his voice carrying just enough for me to hear over the din of students chatting and lockers slamming.I kept walking, trying to ignore him, but of course, he stepped right into my path.“Wait,” he said, reaching out as if to stop me, as if I could somehow be persuaded to stay.I stopped, turned slowly, my patience already fraying. “What do you want, Daniel?” My voice was steady, but I could feel the heat rising in my chest.He took a step closer, eyes fixed on mine, intensity burning. “I need to talk to you… alo
A GIRL NAMED NOVA. Isabella's Returns.
Fredrick's POV. ***I had just hung up with Henry, my mind still half on the investigation he was running, when a knock at the door broke the calm silence of the mansion. Three sharp, deliberate taps. I didn’t answer immediately. A voice in the back of my mind told me to expect trouble. A familiar, dangerous kind. I knew before I even opened the door. I opened it. Her. Isabella. She stood there like she had been conjured from a memory I had tried so hard to bury. Pale, fragile, hair slightly messy—but those eyes… still sharp, calculating, hiding something behind that veil of trembling vulnerability. “Fred…rick…” she whispered, her voice soft, broken. I froze. My body stiffened. My mind raced. Why was she here? After all these years? After everything? “…Why are you here?” I asked, my voice calm, controlled, and hard. I refused to let her see any trace of emotion. “I—I had nowhere else to go…” she stammered. I didn’t move. I didn’t invite her in. She took a step fo
A GIRL NAMED NOVA. Beginning Of Chaos
Chaos.***The next morning at school, everything felt wrong.Fredrick had barely looked at me before leaving the mansion. Not a single glance. No morning kiss on my forehead. No warm, “Be careful, Nova.” No soft smile.Nothing.He simply walked out.And my chest had been hurting ever since.I tried to stay focused in class, tried to act normal, but my mind kept replaying his last words:“I was beginning to fall for you.”And the way his voice had cracked when he said it.That faint tremor—hurt, disappointment, betrayal.I felt like I was suffocating.After class, I stepped outside, hoping some air would calm me. But instead, I found Daniel leaning against my car like he owned it.When he saw me, he straightened and gave a nervous smile.“Nova… can we talk?”I stiffened immediately.This was the last person I needed to see.“No,” I said flatly. “Please leave me alone.”He moved closer. “Please, just a minute. I swear—”“No.” I stepped back. “Daniel, I’m already in trouble because of yo
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