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The Dance Fairy

Penulis: Tryurbest
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-01-14 14:15:23

The board members stared at me, their expressions a mix of disbelief and judgment, but I didn’t care. My decision was made. They might not understand, but I wasn’t about to explain myself. I had made my choice, and if they couldn’t respect that, then that was their problem.

“Lyvanne, are you sure about this?” one of the older men asked, his voice laced with concern. “We’re talking about a significant opportunity here. Alexander’s company is one of the best in Lo
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  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    Peace

    Lyvanne’s POV… Why does he like doing this? Is he enjoying seeing me being curious to hear him complete his statement? “Come on. Could you just speak and stop making me curious?” I rolled my eyes. You announced to everyone that I was your…safe place,” he finally let out. Silence settled in again. Pure silence. My cheeks burned hotter than ever. “I absolutely did not say that,” I argued. “You did,” he insisted. "I was drunk.” “You certainly were.” “I don't remember.” I tried to let him know that he wasn't that special to me. Well, he is, but not like before. If there's one major lesson I have learned from my experience, then I’ll say it has taught me not to reveal to anyone how special they are to me because they'll use that against me and hurt me beyond repair. It isn't my fault…

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    The Morning After

    Lyvanne's POV… A dull ache pulsed through my head before I even opened my eyes. I groaned softly, burying my face deeper into the unbelievably soft pillow. The faint scent of cedarwood and expensive cologne lingered in the air, oddly comforting yet unfamiliar. This wasn't my bedroom, and I can swear to that even in my sleep. My brows knitted together as I tried to comprehend where I was. “This isn't my room,” I mumbled, my eyes still shut. Was I kidnapped or what? I hope it isn't what I'm thinking. My eyes suddenly snapped open. What came to sight left me dumbfounded. A grand bedroom stretched before me, bathed in the soft glow of the morning sun pouring through floor-to-ceiling windows. The ceiling was impossibly high, the walls adorned with elegant artwork, and every piece of furniture screamed luxury. My heart skipped because I was certain I

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    The Secret's Revealed

    Alexander's POV… I couldn't believe my ears as I stood at the door. I wouldn't have believed it if someone had told me this. But hearing this from Isabella broke me beyond repairs. “Of course, baby girl,” she said to the other person on the phone. “Alex sent her to two years of imprisonment because I lied to him that I was pregnant for him, and I lost the baby because Lyvanne pushed me down the stairs.” I was deceived, and all this while I didn't find out? Wow! That was the last thing I could ever think was a lie. I thought the doctor who carried out the operation confirmed the miscarriage.Does that mean Isabella paid him to do that? No. This is unbelievable. And if this is true, both Isabella and the doctor will face my wrath for punishing Lyvanne for what she didn't do. Damn it!

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    The Housemaid

    Alexander's POV… ‘Yeah, I accept the fact that I'm a weak man, easily manipulated by my mom, and perhaps by Isabella too. But this, I promise to put an end to it. Oh, well, I might not be able to disengage Isabella, but I'll always make my own decisions, and I'll act on them, and that's final.’ All these things ran through my mind as I ascended the staircase, my heart bleeding profusely, regretting why I broke the news of my engagement to Lyvanne. I haven't been able to reach her for the last few days, and I'm certain she blacklisted my number. Sadly… I shouldn't have informed her about the engagement, but I thought I should let her know so she wouldn't think I'm keeping secrets. Well, I thought she would understand me if I explained to her that it wasn't my wish. But I was entirely wrong to assume she wouldn't get hurt, but I understand why I did what I did just to protect her from being har

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    Count on Me

    Lyvanne's POV My heart sank after hearing his words. Perhaps he was right. He was speaking as if he already knew who my enemies were. “Who?” I curiously inquired. “I don't know.” “You're lying.” “I’m not.” “You just said there are people close to me who want me dead.” “I said some people might.” “That isn't an answer,” I insisted. My instinct was telling me he was hiding something from me, and I might be right. His words sound suspicious. He stared at me for a moment before looking away. “I can't just give you a name without evidence,” he said. “It doesn't make sense.” My hands curled into fists. “You shot Kareem before he could give me one.” “I shot Kareem because he was with a weapon.” “He wasn't pointing it at me!” “He didn't have to,” he coun

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    I'm Sorry

    Lyvanne’s POV… While a thousand things and one thing were running through my mind…then…something strange happened. The gun was no longer pointed at the two of us, but at Matteo alone. Matteo froze in place, speechless and lost. “Kareem,” Matteo said calmly. “You’re making a big mistake.” Despite hearing that, Kareem’s face was emotionless as if Matteo’s words didn't reach his ears. “No, sir,” he replied quietly. “You did.” My brows furrowed, trying to understand what Kareem meant. “Step away from her,” Kareem ordered. “I’m not here for her, but you, Matteo. You have no right to be alive until now. You claimed Bernard’s life because he was going to expose you.” “Watch your words, Kareem,” Matteo countered. “I didn't kill him. They did…” “Of course, they did as you will always say,” Kareem chuckled. “If only people knew that yo

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    It's Nothing to Be Helped by an Enemy

    Lyvanne’s POVThe silence in the room was deafening, my gaze never leaving him. The atmosphere was so quiet, like a graveyard.I watched Alexander standing frozen by the door, my question still hanging heavily in the air. I was desperate to hear what he had to say.“Why did you help me?” I asked on

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    You have a call

    Lyvanne's POVThe studio buzzed with pressure, fabric rustled, machines hummed, staff moving quickly as if the very floor beneath them would catch fire if they slowed down.I stood in the center of the busy office, a storm in heels, snapping out instructions like a general in battle. It has always

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    THE DIVORCE

    I got home, still crying. The tears were refusing to stop pouring, my heart would not stop bleeding. I felt pain. Too much pain and none was physical. Even the cabman who had driven me home had been worried about how hard I was sobbing. He’d asked questions but I didn’t answer any. Now I was ho

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    THE HEARTBREAK

    I studied my reflection in the mirror, taking note of the sage green dress I’d saved up money to buy. It was my anniversary and I wanted to surprise my husband at the office. The dress was fabulous and I knew my husband, Alexander would love it. He usually liked dresses that clung to me and showed

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