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MAID OF REVENGE Chapter 33
The fluorescent lights of the public hospital flickered faintly under the weight of the late hour, casting long shadows across the overcrowded emergency ward. It was two o’clock in the morning, and the air hummed with the quiet urgency of a place that never truly slept. The steady beep of monitors blended with the muffled groans of patients and the soft rustle of scrubs as doctors and nurses moved between beds with practiced efficiency. The scent of antiseptic mingled with the faint metallic tang of blood and the deeper, heavier notes of exhaustion and worry.A team of American medical missionaries had arrived days earlier to bolster the understaffed facility. At the center of their efforts stood Dr. Stevens Griffin, a tall, broad-shouldered elderly man in his mid-fifties whose calm demeanor and steady hands had already earned quiet respect from the local staff. With gray hair and kind eyes framed by wire-rimmed glasses, he worked methodically, suturing wounds, adjusting IV drips, an
MAID OF REVENGE Chapter 32
ARAI attempted to reason with Miguel, hoping to persuade him to reconsider his position. If deception proved necessary to sway him, I was prepared to employ it—yet my escape plan remained the absolute priority. The moment I break free from this place, I will abandon the mansion entirely. Under no circumstances will I rely on Madrid’s assistance if my own safety or, more critically, my father’s hangs in the balance. Self-reliance is my only viable path now.Miguel staggered back into the room, his face twisted in desperation. His eyes were wild, bloodshot, and his clothes hung disheveled on his frame. The sharp, acrid odor of cigarettes clung to him, mingling with the sour reek of sweat and despair. His appearance was terrifying—unkempt hair matted to his forehead, a feral glint in his gaze that spoke of a man teetering on the edge."Ara," he rasped, voice thick with anguish."Miguel, we can still talk about this," I said, my voice steady despite the fear clawing at my throat. "Let’s
MAID OF REVENGE Chapter 31
ARAMy eyelids felt unbearably heavy, as though invisible weights were dragging them downward, coaxing me toward the sweet oblivion of sleep. In that hazy instant, a torrent of recent events flooded my mind—sharp, fragmented images that sent a jolt through my veins.I snapped my eyes open wide. Before me stretched a gloomy, forsaken room, its ancient walls cloaked in layers of dust and shadow.The space felt long abandoned, a relic of forgotten lives, where time itself seemed to have surrendered to decay. The only source of light was a solitary candle perched on a rickety table, its fragile flame flickering weakly and casting long, wavering silhouettes that danced across the peeling wallpaper and cobwebbed corners. It offered just enough illumination to reveal the grim details of my surroundings: cracked floorboards, a sagging ceiling heavy with age, and the faint gleam of tarnished metal fixtures lost in the gloom.“Where am I?” I whispered to myself, my voice thick with disorientat
MAID OF REVENGE Chapter 30
Lectures had ended for the day, and the air buzzed with the relieved chatter of students spilling out of lecture halls, backpacks slung over shoulders, eager for the freedom of evening.Ara walked side by side with Joy toward the parking area, their footsteps syncing on the gravel path. The distant hum of engines and the occasional honk of cars signaled that parents and drivers were already waiting beyond the main gate. Ara’s father would be there, as always—reliable, patient, parked in his usual spot under the shade of the old acacia tree.“Are you prepared enough for the competition?” Joy asked, glancing sideways at her friend. Her voice carried a note of gentle concern; she knew better than anyone how punishing Ara’s schedule had become—lectures until late afternoon, part-time work in the evenings, and endless hours of preparation squeezed into whatever time remained.Ara drew in a steady breath, the weight of expectation settling comfortably on her shoulders. Balancing studies, wo
MAID OF REVENGE Chapter 29
Two days had passed since our secret monthsary—the stolen, breathless celebration Nathan had arranged in that hidden glade beyond the treeline, where the world narrowed to just the two of us under a canopy of whispering leaves.The memory still lingered like the faint scent of wild jasmine on my skin. His hands steady on my waist, the low murmur of his voice promising forever in the fading light. Yet now, in the ordinary daylight of our shared world, something had shifted.Crissy had grown unnervingly quiet. Her usual warmth, the easy laughter that once filled our afternoons, had vanished. She barely spoke to me anymore, offering only clipped nods or murmured excuses. When I tried to draw her in—asking her, as I always had, to teach me the finer points of the craft she knew so well—she would turn away, busying herself with some distant task, her eyes avoiding mine as if the very sight of me unsettled her. I had already confided in Joy about the change, whispering my observations over
MAID OF REVENGE Chapter 28
A gentle week had slipped by in quiet harmony, each day unfolding like the pages of a well-worn book—comfortable, predictable, and filled with small but meaningful victories. My studies progressed steadily, but the real transformation shone in Crissy. Under my patient guidance, her once-struggling grades had begun to climb, and with them, her confidence. She carried herself differently now: shoulders a little straighter, laughter less guarded, and a newfound curiosity replacing the old restlessness. Even her personal habits had softened—less impulsive, more considerate. The Madrid couple, who had welcomed me into their home with cautious warmth at first, now regarded me with genuine affection. Their quiet nods of approval and the extra place always set for me at dinner spoke volumes. I had become more than a tutor, I was family.Yet amid this newfound peace, one secret weighed on my heart like an unspoken promise. Nathan and I were still not official. Not to the Madrid family, not t
MAID OF REVENGE Chapter 5
Nathan I sat across from Ara in the hushed sanctuary of the university library, the faint scent of aged paper and polished wood lingering in the air. My mind was still tangled in quiet confusion. Why had she so gently but firmly rejected my offer of friendship? Yet every time I looked at her, the
MAID OF REVENGE Chapter 4
As I made my way toward the university library, the late afternoon sun filtered through the tall windows of the corridor, casting long golden shafts across the polished marble floor. My mind wandered ahead to the quiet sanctuary of bookshelves and the comforting scent of aged paper. With extra tim
MAID OF REVENGE Chapter 3
Nathan sat quietly in the living room, absorbed in his phone. He was clearly accustomed to his sister’s lively and unpredictable energy. After their brief conversation, Joy and Ara returned to their respective tasks, leaving Nathan to lounge on the sofa, remote in hand, flipping through television c
MAID OF REVENGE Chapter 2
In the kitchen, Ara stood frozen, still reeling from the unexpected kiss she had just shared with Nathan. Her fingertips gently brushed against her lips, which moments ago had been pressed against his. A wave of nervousness washed over her—not because the sensation felt wrong, but because of her y
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