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moves of desperation

Author: Toria writes
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-27 03:29:12

Melanie’s POV

I slammed the tablet on the kitchen counter so hard the screen cracked.

“Are you kidding me? She showed up. She actually showed up,” I muttered, staring at the headline:

Darla Morrison Spotted at Exclusive MPEC Brunch.

The photo was still glowing under the scattered glass. Darla Morrison in all black, walking through the rooftop doors like she belonged there. Like she hadn’t been humiliated. Like she hadn’t been pushed aside.

I paced the kitchen of Richard’s penthouse barefoot. I had forgotten my heels somewhere near the doorway.

“You said she was done!” I shouted.

Richard didn’t flinch. He stood across the room in a black t-shirt, scrolling through his phone like none of this mattered. Like our entire life wasn’t unraveling right in front of him.

“I said she was quiet,” he replied smoothly. “Not dead.”

“She was supposed to stay gone,” I snapped. “You promised she wouldn’t come back into this. You told me you handled it!”

“She’s not a ghost, Melanie. She signed the damn
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