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She Came Back, But Not the Same
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2025-06-04 01:44:57
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No More Mrs. Nice Girl The Doctor’s Confession
Author's POV[Scene: Inside Mila’s bedroom. Soft rain taps the window. The air is heavy with grief, tension, and silence.]Sally sat at the edge of Mila’s bed, watching her friend’s pale face, the way her eyes stayed fixed on the ceiling like she was trying to forget everything — or remember everything.“Mila,” Sally began gently, “I know you’re angry. But can we talk about Arine?”Mila didn’t answer. She didn’t even blink.Sally took a deep breath. “What he did… wasn’t fair to you. But it wasn’t easy for him either. You were unconscious. Your body was shutting down. The doctor said he had to choose — either save you or the baby.”A sharp inhale. Mila turned her face toward Sally, her voice hoarse.A sharp inhale. Mila turned her face toward Sally, her voice hoarse.“And he chose me. Without even asking.”“Because he didn’t have time to ask,” Sally said, her voice steady but kind.“put yourself in his place. For just a moment either you or the baby could be saved. Not both. He had minu
No More Mrs. Nice Girl She Came Back, But Not the Same
Author's POV:The night had settled quietly over the city, stars blinking above like silent witnesses to the lives unraveling below. The dining room in Mila’s apartment was bathed in a warm, golden glow as she and Aunt Lana sat across from each other, their plates filled with simple home-cooked food.It had taken Mila days to get back to a state where she could sit at a table and eat without breaking down.For Aunt Lana, that was a small victory. For Mila, it was just survival—eating without feeling anything.Aunt Lana tried to keep the conversation light, speaking about a book she had started reading, but Mila was barely listening. Her movements were slow, her appetite half-forced. She was just beginning to eat properly again—but the emptiness inside wasn’t that easy to fill.Then—Ding Dong.The sudden sound of the doorbell sliced through the quiet like a blade.Aunt Lana stood up quickly. “I’ll get it,” she said,setting down her napkin.Mila barely reacted, lifting a spoonful of rice
No More Mrs. Nice Girl The War Within
Author's POVMila sat motionless on the edge of the bed, her gaze locked on the far corner of the room as if it held all the answers she had been searching for. The soft morning light slipped through the curtains, casting long shadows around her—but her world remained dim.Her eyes, swollen from silent endless crying. No tears fell now—only the echo of what had already been lost. Her face bore no expression. No pain, no anger, no sorrow. Just… emptiness.Her fingers clutched the edge of the blanket.The door creaked open softly.Aunt Lana stepped in, carefully carrying a tray with warm breakfast. She placed it on the nightstand and slowly sat in front of Mila, her face etched with worry. Mila hadn’t eaten properly in three days. Her body was growing weaker, and so was her spirit—and that frightened Aunt Lana more than anything else."Mila, my dear…"her voice was soft, almost pleading, “It’s been three days. You’ve barely eaten a bite. Your body needs strength. Please, have something.”
No More Mrs. Nice Girl The Game Begins in Velmore
Author’s POVTwo days later— Velmore City. The thunder of private jet sliced through the sky, descending toward Velmore City’s elite airstrip,the sprawling metropolis that held both his empire and his enemies.As the Arine Malhotra’s sleek aircraft landed touched the ground with a gentle thud, a convoy of matte-black security vehicles rolled to the runway, forming a wall of precision around the aircraft.His security team, dressed in crisp black suits with earpieces standing at perfect attention.The door to the jet opened, and Arine Malhotra stepped out.He descended the stairs with slow, deliberate steps—each one echoing authority. His custom-tailored coat fluttered slightly in the wind as the security detail immediately formed a perimeter around him. His security team moved with lethal precision, forming an impenetrable perimeter as he strode toward the waiting convoy. A black Rolls Royce Phantom customised bulletproof waited at the center, engine humming like a restrained beast.The
No More Mrs. Nice Girl In the Line of fire
Autthor's POVMila’s fragile body rested in Arine’s arms, her tears staining his shirt as she finally succumbed to sleep. Her breathing slowed, and the soft tremors in her frame began to subside. Arine didn’t move for a long moment, reluctant to let go. It felt as though the weight of her pain had become his own—a burden he would gladly carry if it meant sparing her even a sliver of sorrow.When he finally placed her gently onto the bed, tucking the blanket around her, he brushed a strand of hair from her face and murmured, “Rest, my love. I’ll make sure no one hurts you again.”before stepping out of the room to give the doctors space to check on her condition.Outside, Aunt Lana was waiting, her face etched with concern. As Arine closed the door softly behind him, she approached, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.“She finally fell asleep?” she asked softly.Arine nodded, his jaw clenched as he tried to keep his emotions in check. “She did. But it’s like every tear she cried tore
No More Mrs. Nice Girl Confronting the Storm
Author's POVArine’s phone buzzed sharply, cutting through the silence in his car as he drove back from the warehouse. His assistant, Elijah, handed him the phone with a wordless gesture, his expression serious.“It’s urgent, sir,” Elijah said quietly.Arine swiped the screen without hesitation. The voice on the other end was one of his trusted board members.“Mr. Malhotra, an urgent meeting has been called to finalize the action plan for the company you acquired. The situation is dire, and we need your directives immediately to stabilize operations,” came the curt reply from one of the board members.Arine didn’t reply immediately; he was already mentally preparing for the challenge. “I’ll be there soon,” he said and hung up.Arine entered the boardroom with his usual commanding presence. The air was thick with tension; the takeover of Alex’s failing company had left its employees and stakeholders in a state of panic.As he took his seat at the head of the table, the room quieted. Eli
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