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TWO YEARS LATERETHAN’S POV“Mr. Miller, is it true that Reedman Empire is on the verge of collapse?”The questions came at me from every direction, sharp and relentless. One of the reporters shouted, her microphone almost jammed into my face. Flashes from cameras went off in rapid succession, blinding me with how intense they were.I could barely see anything through the bright light as security pushed me forward, guiding me from my car and toward the company entrance. Their presence was supposed to shield me, but it only made everything feel worse.“Mr. Miller, is it true that other corporations are pulling out their mergers with Reedman?” Another reporter yelled. My heart hammered in my chest; the anxiety settled deep in my guts. I didn’t answer, couldn’t answer—not with everything spiraling out of control.“Zylux companies is the new powerhouse in town. Do you think they’ll overtake Reedman Empire?” A man’s voice cut through the other. I clenched my jaw and still remained silent.
“Ugh…” Tara gasped as she held her face in shock while her cheek stung from Brooks poisonous slap.“Did you just—I will tear your hair out!” she screeched and charged towards Brooks like a feral cat.Brooks had been charged up all morning; she’d been ready to handle Tara from the second we got here. And it showed. Tara’s fingers clawed at Brooks hair, but that was all she could manage. Brooks, on the other hand, delivered a series of blows that sent Tara stumbling back with each hit.I watched; a slow satisfaction bubbled inside of me as I took in the scene before I finally moved to separate them. Tugging Tara back by the shoulder, I managed to wedge myself between them.“This is all because of you!” Tara huffed, blowing strands of hair out of her face, her gaze sharpening as she shifted her attention to me. “All because you can’t just accept the fact that I’m better than you; aren’t you tired of ruining his life?”Brooks struggled against my grip; her eyes blazed as she pointed a fin
“Where is she? Where is the bitch?” Brooks yelled, as she stormed into the house, and I trailed behind her, practically trembling"Come out, Whore!" she moved toward the rooms down the hallway, yanking doors open one by one. Each room was empty, and the silence only meant that they weren’t around.I barely recognized this place as mine anymore, and it hadn’t even been up to a week since I wasn’t around. A brunette woman in a maid’s uniform stepped into the hallway, and her expression immediately screamed panic.The woman in the uniform quickly moved in front of Brooklyn, clearly rattled.“Ma’am, please! You can’t barge in here—I don’t know who you are, and I could lose my job.” She looked between us, probably not even aware of the chaos she’d walked into, and who was she, by the way?I took a deep breath and tried to calm things down before Brooks would unleash. “Uh, sorry, what’s your name?” I asked gently.“My name is Grace, and I’m in charge around here until my boss gets back,” sh
Two days in the hospital felt like a lifetime. They wanted me to stay longer, but what was the point? My life was already a mess, so lying around doing nothing just added to the emptiness. It took a lot of restraint for me not to ask to be put in a mental institution, because I knew pretty well that I was losing my damn mind. I had nowhere to go, really. No one else I could turn to... except her. My sister, Brooklyn. I barely knew if she’d want to see me; could I blame her? after what I did to her. But here I was, standing on her doorstep and pressing the bell more than I should have. The door swung open, and Brooklyn’s voice shot through, laced with irritation. “Hold up, quit pressing my damn bell like—“ She stopped dead; her eyes widened as she looked me over, the mess I’d become. Her mouth opened, but no words came out. She just stared at me, shocked and silent. “Brooks…hey.” My voice wavered. “Ca-can I come in?” Brooklyn’s face shifted; her irritation melted into worry as
“Hmm, just like that? You’re not going to beg anymore?”I wanted to look away, but his gaze held mine captive—that look he always used to reduce me to pieces. Tears filled my eyes, and I bit down on my lip as they spilled. I stared helplessly at the ceiling while he continued to torture me; each word felt like an anchor pressing on my chest.“You’ve finally grown some guts,” he sneered and leaned in close until his face was just inches from mine. I felt the heat of his anger through every sentence he made.“Tell me, where’d you find this newfound confidence, Anna? Or maybe someone helped with that, hmm?”I could feel my body tremble, but I was too broken to move. I wanted to cover, shrink away, or maybe even disappear—but the pain that pulsed through me was unbearable—my head, my arms, my ribs.But nothing ached as much as my heart that he was hell bent on shattering over and over again. He laughed softly, a menacing sound, as he watched me cry.“I really thought you’d grovel and beg.
Not sure where I was going, all I knew was that I bolted out of his office bawling my eyes out while Kayla watched me run past her. I sped away from the building, tears blinded me as I gripped the steering wheel. My whole body trembled from the weight of what just happened- his cold words, how he threw me out like some wet dog, the humiliation. How did we get here? How did I let it get this bad? The anger in my chest tightened, and merged with the hurt until I could barely breathe. I wiped my tears, my heart raced faster than the engine as I flew through the streets. Maybe if I drove fast enough, I could outrun the pain. But then it happened-lights, and a deafening crash, the world spunned in an instant as my car somersaulted, I didn’t even see the ambulance. The impact jolted me violently forward, the glass shattered on my face as I slammed my head on the dashboard and the car came back down in a heavy thud. And everything turned pitch black, if this was death, this