LOGIN“That’s not my baby.” His voice echoed through the room, sharp and cold, slicing through the warm, celebratory atmosphere we’d carefully set up. Everyone went still, and I felt my heart lurch, every beat heavy with disbelief. I stared at him with wide eyes, hoping I’d misheard. “What?” The word barely escaped my lips, a fragile whisper. He didn’t even flinch. “That is not my baby,” he repeated, louder, as if to make sure everyone—his family, all gathered here—would hear. *** Darla was rejected by her fiance three months before her wedding claiming that she was sleeping with other men. She was humiliated and kicked out by his family despite her pregnancy, returning home, she was met with the tragic accident of her whole family. Not only did she lose her family and fiance in one night but she was also found out that her fiance was getting married to his claimed cousin. She vowed to take revenge on them and win back everything that belongs to her.
View MoreDarlaIt’s been four years.Four years since I left this place, since I walked away from everything. Four years since I boarded that plane, carrying nothing but heartbreak, regret, and the weight of a past I couldn’t face.Now, I’m back.The moment I step out of the plane, the cold air wraps around me like an old friend. Almost comforting. The sharp breeze stings against my skin, but I welcome it. I breathe it in, deep and slow, letting the chill seep into my bones.I never thought I’d come back. Not after everything. Not after the way I left.But I had to.There are things I left behind—unfinished business, ghosts that refuse to rest. And I am more than capable of dealing with them now.People always say revenge is dangerous. That it’s a poison, a fire that consumes everything in its path, including the one who wields it. They warn you about how demanding it is, how it strips away your soul piece by piece.But what they don’t tell you—what no one ever admits—is how thrilling it is.H
DarlaIt’s been four years.Four years since I left this place, since I walked away from everything. Four years since I boarded that plane, carrying nothing but heartbreak, regret, and the weight of a past I couldn’t face.Now, I’m back.The moment I step out of the plane, the cold air wraps around me like an old friend. Almost comforting. The sharp breeze stings against my skin, but I welcome it. I breathe it in, deep and slow, letting the chill seep into my bones.I never thought I’d come back. Not after everything. Not after the way I left.But I had to.There are things I left behind—unfinished business, ghosts that refuse to rest. And I am more than capable of dealing with them now.People always say revenge is dangerous. That it’s a poison, a fire that consumes everything in its path, including the one who wields it. They warn you about how demanding it is, how it strips away your soul piece by piece.But what they don’t tell you—what no one ever admits—is how thrilling it is.H
DarlaIt’s been four years.Four years since I left this place, since I walked away from everything. Four years since I boarded that plane, carrying nothing but heartbreak, regret, and the weight of a past I couldn’t face.Now, I’m back.The moment I step out of the plane, the cold air wraps around me like an old friend. Almost comforting. The sharp breeze stings against my skin, but I welcome it. I breathe it in, deep and slow, letting the chill seep into my bones.I never thought I’d come back. Not after everything. Not after the way I left.But I had to.There are things I left behind—unfinished business, ghosts that refuse to rest. And I am more than capable of dealing with them now.People always say revenge is dangerous. That it’s a poison, a fire that consumes everything in its path, including the one who wields it. They warn you about how demanding it is, how it strips away your soul piece by piece.But what they don’t tell you—what no one ever admits—is how thrilling it is.H
DarlaIt’s been four years.Four years since I left this place, since I walked away from everything. Four years since I boarded that plane, carrying nothing but heartbreak, regret, and the weight of a past I couldn’t face.Now, I’m back.The moment I step out of the plane, the cold air wraps around me like an old friend. Almost comforting. The sharp breeze stings against my skin, but I welcome it. I breathe it in, deep and slow, letting the chill seep into my bones.I never thought I’d come back. Not after everything. Not after the way I left.But I had to.There are things I left behind—unfinished business, ghosts that refuse to rest. And I am more than capable of dealing with them now.People always say revenge is dangerous. That it’s a poison, a fire that consumes everything in its path, including the one who wields it. They warn you about how demanding it is, how it strips away your soul piece by piece.But what they don’t tell you—what no one ever admits—is how thrilling it is.H
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