LOGINWe were once best friends, a CEO, and his secretary. Then, one night changed everything. Dominic was drunk and grieving after he lost his father, and I happened to be available when he needed an outlet. He pinned me against the wall and ravaged me. That night, I lost a friend and my first. The next morning, he accused me of taking advantage of him while he was drunk, and somehow, I couldn't defend myself. The board forced him to marry me, and that intensified his hatred for me. " This is another one of your schemes, right?" he had asked, hands trembling as he signed the marriage certificate. A few weeks into the marriage, and he started sending divorce, one after another. But I kept on tearing them, because I wanted a complete family for our daughter.. But she is now diagnosed with a terminal illness.. With nothing left, I make one final request: Thirty days… before the divorce. Thirty days for my daughter to have a father. Thirty days before we disappear from his life... But the truth shatters everything. I was innocent, he finds out. And the woman he broke? Not just an orphan… I am a lost heiress. Now he wants me back. But this time, I am the one walking away. He has to earn it... or I might as well accept the man my newfound brothers chose for me.
View MoreNeria.It was the second day after my world fell apart.A lot had happened in the last twenty-four hours. I had moved from heartbroken to hopeful, and back to being heartbroken all over again... and now, as I sat in the hauntingly empty room, the tears wouldn't stop falling.I hugged a pink sweater closer to my chest.Her familiar scent still lingered in it. It was damp, soaked in tears and grief.My eyes moved to the empty hospital bed. That's where she'd been sleeping for the last few days. That's where her legs had dangled days ago when she asked me about the doctor's report... that's where she'd sat while she showed me the painting with three awkward figures....Now the bed was empty, cold, and the sight of it sent another sob, bitter, deep, tearing past my lips.Lila...My little girl was really gone... but I couldn't accept it. I couldn't take it.I had spent the last twenty-four hours trying to process it, grieving, and yet, it just wouldn't click. How could she be dead? Just l
Neria. " Dominic, what do you consider as crossing the line?" I snapped, my voice shaking with all the build-up anger. What was the point of inviting us to the gala if he enjoyed his first love's presence more? Or, did he specifically bring me for comparison? to torture me? And my daughter? " What are you talking about?" He asked, and I swear, I had never been a violent person but at that moment, I wanted to slap him so hard that my palms itched. Maybe if I did, I would perfectly fit in his description of me ..evil, villainous. " You asking me to apologise for slapping Camille without asking for an explanation first is crossing the line for me, Dominic. " Slowly, trying to breathe through everything, I explained. " And, you, buying that toy house, for her daughter, while yours has been waiting for the same from you, for ages, is crossing another line, Dominic!" There was unmasked disappointment in my voice as I stated. For a moment, something flickered in his ey
Neria. He stood from a distance, too guarded, like I would pounce on him if he stood any closer. Stupid of me for harborig hope...for thinking we could be something, a family, even if just for a month. I moved closer, meaning to fasten Lila’s seat belt, and Dominic moved back, a frown etched on his lips. It should have hurt, but instead, a self-mocking smile tugged at the corners of my lips. I thought we had made some progress, but after that incident, the near-kissing incident, Dominic had reverted to him usual shell, cold and detached, an impenetrable wall. He still showed up, but this time, it felt like a duty, forced, and it was almost like he was counting days. Lord, tears burned in my eyes when I recalled the digital calendar I had 'accidentally' glimpsed on the screen of his phone. It had days marked red and green. The green ones were the ones he had stayed with us, and the remaining fourteen were marked red, like a hell he dreaded yet, forced to attend
Neria. Lila's little fingers tightened around my sleeves, clutching my hand like it might slip away if she didn’t hold on hard enough. “Mommy …” Tears rimmed the edges of her eyes as she called, “Is Daddy leaving, again?” Again..that was the highlight, and my eyes burnt at how carefully she said it. I forced a smile, one that didn’t reach my eyes as I reassured, “No, baby. He’s just...” “But…” She cut in, glancing past me, her eyes darting between the man standing a few steps away, and Chloe. “Then why does she call him Daddy, too?” Lila asked, her voice shaking with fear, and something that painfully resembled accusation, abandonment. For a suffocating second, everything went still, and all I could hear was the hurt in my daughter’s voice as she asked that question. My gaze snapped to the side, landing on Camille, who stood a few metres from where Lila and I stood. She was practically inched on Dominic, their shoulders nearly touching, and to her side, she tight












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