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A year later, the studio was running.Three people had grown into ten. Fifteen thousand in startup capital had turned into three million in annual revenue.I bought my own apartment. It wasn't big. It was mine, and it was warm.I designed the interior myself. Every corner, I'd thought about.A floor-to-ceiling window in the living room. Afternoons, sunlight poured in and the entire apartment filled with it.A soft yellow lamp on the nightstand. At night, quiet, just enough light to live by.A whole kitchen. I still wasn't a good cook, but looking at the pans made me happy.The first day I moved in, I sat in the living room for a long time.Afternoon into evening. Daylight into dark.I didn't turn the lamp on. I sat on the couch and watched the lit windows across the city.I remembered, suddenly, the first weeks after I'd left the Thorne house. Sitting exactly like this in my rented studio.Back then I'd had nothing. I couldn't have pictured this.Now I had an apartment. A studio. A lif
Real Heiress Sister Stole My Fiancé Chapter 10
I flew back to my own city. I kept working.Six months later, I quit. I opened my own studio.My startup capital was the money I'd saved plus what I'd had banked from before. About fifteen thousand dollars, total.I leased a small office. I bought three computers. I hired two people.The first month, we took two small jobs. Didn't cover the rent.I couldn't sleep at night. Hair was coming out in clumps.At one point I pulled three days straight and collapsed in the office.I woke up in the hospital with Chloe — my assistant — beside me."Juliet. You scared the hell out of me.""I'm fine. Low blood sugar."Her eyes went red."Juliet. You're running yourself into the ground, aren't you?"I thought about it."I am.""But it's worth it."Because I couldn't afford to fall over again.I didn't have a family to catch me anymore.My father was gone.Nobody was going to pick me up off the floor.I had me. That was it.Three months later, we turned a profit.The first big contract was a full-sco
Real Heiress Sister Stole My Fiancé Chapter 9
Dad died quietly.But I knew he'd gone with things left unfinished.Regret that he hadn't seen me happy. Regret that he hadn't kept me safe.Before he died, he'd put my hand in Vivien's.His hand had been cold. Thin. Bone digging into my palm.He'd said, "You're sisters. Family is everything."He didn't know. Some family had stopped being family a long time ago.At the funeral, Vivien cried louder than anyone.She knelt before the casket and bowed her head until her forehead was bleeding.Relatives murmured about what a dutiful daughter Richard Thorne had raised.I didn't cry.Not because I wasn't devastated. I couldn't.My father had been my protector. Every time someone had hurt me, he'd been the first to step in.I remembered: an eight-year-old kid at school had called me "adopted." Dad had driven to the school and torn into that kid's father in the parking lot."Call my daughter adopted one more time. I'll finish you."Back then, I'd thought — having a father like him was the lucki
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Nathan went down on his knees."Juliet. I know I was wrong.""I shouldn't have listened to her. I shouldn't have hurt you.""Give me one more chance. I swear, from now on, it's only you."I looked down at him, and all I felt was pity.This man had never known what he wanted.Vivien told him to chase me, he chased. Told him to take, he took. Now that Vivien had lied to him, he was coming back to me.He wasn't in love with anyone. He was in love with being needed.My hand trembled at my side. I closed it into a fist."Get out.""Juliet —""Out."Nathan got up. His eyes were red."You really won't give me a chance?""I already gave you chances.""At my wedding, I waited for you to explain yourself.""In that hospital, I waited for you to tell me the truth.""You didn't. You chose her.""You regret it now — how is that my problem?"Nathan left. On his way out, he said one more thing."I'll wait for you, Juliet. As long as it takes."I closed the door and leaned on it and laughed.Wait? You
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I started looking for work.I sent out more than thirty resumes. Got three callbacks.At the first interview, the HR manager asked, "Why did you leave your last job?""Because I was flying home to get married. And the wedding didn't happen."Her face did something subtle. She said they'd be in touch. They weren't.At the second interview, the hiring manager said, "You were a design director. Why are you applying for a junior position?""I'd like to start over."He nodded. "With a resume like yours, we probably can't offer the salary you're used to.""Salary isn't the issue.""Let us think it over."Silence.The third interview was a small five-person studio. The owner was a woman in her forties. She paged through my portfolio and said, "Would you be willing to start as an assistant? The pay isn't great."I said, "Yes."She nodded. "Come in tomorrow."I walked out of that office building, and the sky had gone dark.Streetlights on. Crowds of people hurrying somewhere. Nobody looked at m
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A month later, Vivien and Nathan got married.The wedding was lavish. More lavish than the one I'd almost had.I saw the video on social media.Vivien in a white wedding dress, radiant.Nathan beside her, smiling too.The officiant said, "Vivien Thorne, do you take Nathan Kingsley to be your lawfully wedded husband?"She said, "I do."At that moment I was sitting in my rented studio apartment, eating instant noodles.A TV was playing in the background. I wasn't really watching.I stared at my phone for a long time.Then I turned it off.I didn't feel pain. I felt hollow.Like something had been scooped out of me. Or maybe nothing had — maybe there'd been nothing left to scoop in the first place.Mom had sent me an invitation. I didn't go.Not because I wasn't brave enough. Because I didn't want to.I didn't want to see them happy. It would have made those three years of my life worthless.But some people don't want to let you rest.The afternoon of the wedding, I got a text.From Vivie
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