Chapter 81: I will never give up Diana’s POVI woke up with my heart racing and my lungs half-full of air, like I had been drowning in my sleep.The sheets were tangled around my legs, damp with sweat. My pillow, stained with tears I didn’t remember crying. The light in the room was a mute…the color of morning that hasn’t decided whether it wants to start or not. The rain hadn’t stopped all night. I could hear it pressing gently against the window like it was trying to be polite while everything inside me was screaming.For a few seconds, I forgot where I was.Then it all came back….like a slap.The lawyer.The lawsuit.The injunction.The words that hadn’t stopped echoing in my head.“Negligence. Endangerment. Breach of guardianship protocols.”I sat up slowly, my body aching like I had been hit by something heavier than sleep. I looked around the room and realized I hadn’t undressed from yesterday. My skirt was wrinkled and sticking to my skin, my blouse creased, and my hair a mes
Chapter 82: The court order Gift’s POVThe city feels different when you’re running from it. Every light feels like a spotlight. Every person looks twice. Or maybe they don’t, and it’s just paranoia crawling down my spine.My feet hurt. My side aches. I can still feel where the IV was taped to my skin. I keep walking anyway.I found an old alley with a broken fence and a row of dumpsters. I ducked behind them and sat, my knees pulled to my chest. I don’t know where I am…just that I’m not in that hospital anymore. Not in that white room that smelled like bleach and lies.I should rest. But I don’t trust my body to stay alert if I close my eyes.I keep thinking about the nurse I hit. About how her head jerked forward and the sound it made. I didn’t mean to do it like that. I panicked.But this isn’t about meaning anymore. This is about staying alive. And I don’t think anyone gets to do that cleanly.Something shifts in the distance. A trash can clatters. I freeze.Footsteps.I rise slo
Chapter 81: The EscapeGift’s POVI slowly got out of the hospital bed, trying not to make any noise. The IV tube pulled at my arm, but I ignored the pain. I had to get out of here before the police showed up.I looked around the room, searching for anything I could wear.Just then, the door opened.A nurse came in, humming quietly to herself. She walked over to the IV, checking the drip.I didn’t think. I just moved.I grabbed the metal tray from the table and hit her hard in the back of the head. She dropped with a soft thud. I froze, breathing fast. She was still aliv… just knocked out.I dragged her into the small restroom connected to the room and locked the door. I pulled off her uniform and quickly put it on. It didn’t fit perfectly, but it would do. I smoothed my hair, trying to make myself look calm, like I belonged.I turned toward the doo… then stopped. I heard footsteps.I ducked behind the curtain just in time.The door opened again. I peeked through a gap in the curtain.
Chapter 80 – Gift journey Gift’s POVMy knees buckled the second I turned the corner. The adrenaline that had carried me vanished like smoke, leaving only the tremble in my hands and the burning throb behind my eyes. I collapsed behind a dumpster and gagged, dry heaving into the night. My lungs felt like they were shrinking, the cold air slicing them into ribbons.What just happened? Who were those people? Why me?I hadn’t stopped running until I was three blocks from the warehouse. My wrists ached from the ropes. My arms bore angry red marks. I could still hear that man’s voice — soft but laced with threat. “They’ll kill you.”They.My fingers closed around the crumpled twenty he shoved into my palm like it could undo what he’d done.I could’ve stayed hidden. Cried. Screamed. Curled up and waited for morning.But I didn’t.My vision blurred as I ran out of the alley, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would burst from my chest. I saw a single car under a flickering light…its doo
Chapter 79 – The FalloutMercy’s POVI stormed into my house , slamming the front door so hard the frame rattled. My heart pounded with rage. How could they? , my private investigator, screw up so badly? He had brought me the wrong gir…a frightened bakery clerk, not Diana. And worst of all, I hadn’t paid him a cent and I will never pay them for falling me .I kicked off my heels on the ground and marched down the marble hallway. Portraits of my family stared down at me, silent witnesses to my fury. I didn’t care. Nothing mattered except finding that witch cousin of mine called Diana and making her pay for everything she have done to me.In my study, I sat behind the huge table desk and dialed a secure line. My voice was cold as I spoke into the phone. “Get me someone new,” I said. “A real professional. No mistakes.”I listened as they call name of available private investigator that they read off names, then I stopped her. “Ghost,” I said. “I want Ghost. Tell them I need Diana alive.
Chapter 78 – Wrong GirlMercy’s POVThe morning sun slipped gently through the curtains, warming my face. I opened my eyes slowly, a wide smile already forming on my lips.Today.Today was the day.I stretched my arms above my head, letting out a long sigh of satisfaction. My heart felt light, my skin tingled with excitement, and I felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time…..peace.Because finally… finally, I was going to see her.My dear poor cousin.My so-called sweet, innocent Diana.The one who always got in the way of everything I wanted. The one men always seemed to fall for. The one whose face haunted people like a ghost that just wouldn’t die. She had taken what was mine….my spotlight, my chances, my future.But not anymore.Today, Diana’s story ends.I rolled out of bed, humming as I walked barefoot toward the bathroom. I paused at the mirror and smiled at my reflection. “You did it, Mercy,” I whispered. “You really did it.”I stepped into the bathroom and turned on the sho