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Intervention

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The city lights of Capital D were a distant blur through the tinted car windows, but the pounding in Arla-Rosa’s heart was crystal clear. The scent of cedar, leather, and something darker and bittersweet, lingered in the confined space of the Duke’s car. The air felt heavier now, as if silence itself bore weight.

Cedric lay sprawled across the leather seat, his long frame finally still. The drug had completed its work, sending him into an exhausted, dreamless slumber. His coat was partially undone, his usually composed features were slack and pale. A single drop of sweat clung to his brow, catching the light like a teardrop that refused to fall.

Arla-Rosa sat beside him, her knees tucked to her chest, her dress rumpled and her hands trembling in her lap. Her mind reeled, caught between disbelief and grim understanding. It happened. Even though her lips were bruised, her heart was colder. This was not how she imagined reclaiming what she had lost. At least not this fast, not this way,
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  • The Phoenix Bride Rises: Trust Was Her First Mistake    Vow Fulfilled

    In the heart of Country N, the prestigious St. Elaria Medical Complex buzzed with cases too complex for the average mind. But in a modest, window-filled corner of its ancient east wing, a quiet legend was forming. Here, “Dr. Rosa” had become both mystery and miracle.Seven months pregnant and cloaked in loose scrubs, she walked lightly through the halls, clipboard in hand, her pace never hurried, her eyes always calm. No one questioned her brilliance anymore, not after she had pulled fifteen patients back from the edge using nothing but her hands, needles, and what they mockingly called “witch leaves.” But only she knew the truth.Each soul she healed, every last one of them, was a step closer to redemption. Her rebirth had come with a cruel clause: save 100 forsaken lives in the medical world, lives abandoned by science, deemed “untreatable.” Do it within a year… or lose your second chance forever. And in the three months she had wasted in County D, caged in labs and politics, she ha

  • The Phoenix Bride Rises: Trust Was Her First Mistake    The Pregnant Prodigy

    The institute’s surgical wing was bustling as Rosa moved briskly through the white-tiled halls, clipboard in hand, her growing bump just barely visible beneath her modified scrubs. At twenty weeks, most expected her to slow down, but Rosa only seemed to shine brighter. It had not been like this in Country D.There, she had been relegated to observation rooms and ignored during conferences. Despite her published research, her status as a “foreign woman” had cast a long shadow over her credentials. Healing was not even possible then. No lives saved. No souls touched. Now, in Country N, she was blossoming, both as a mother and a miracle worker.Rosa, once Arla-Rosa of Country L, stepped through the grand glass doors of the New Hope Medical Institute, her white coat fluttering behind her. Her belly, softly rounded now at twenty weeks, was carefully hidden beneath layers of tailored fabric. Few knew her secret. Even fewer would understand.This was not the same woman who had followed Duke

  • The Phoenix Bride Rises: Trust Was Her First Mistake    Off to Country N

    The city lights of Country N sprawled beneath the aircraft like scattered stars. Rosa pressed her hand against the cabin window, heart fluttering. The skyline was foreign, gleaming spires, endless neon veins of traffic, and digital screens that blinked with the pulse of progress. Here, no one knew the name Arla-Rosa Hernandez. Here, her past could not follow her.The flight attendant passed by, offering a soft smile. Rosa nodded politely but quickly turned back to the window, her fingers tightening around the jade pendant hanging on a leather string around her neck. Cedric’s heirloom… a silent reminder of a chapter she was determined to close. She was beginning again. A new name. A new purpose. A new life. Inside her, the twin heartbeats beat softly, fragile, yet full of promise.It was almost midnight when she stepped out of the airport. The wind smelled different in Country N. It was cleaner, crisper, with a whisper of salt from the distant sea. The driver holding her name, Dr. Rosa

  • The Phoenix Bride Rises: Trust Was Her First Mistake    Silent Goodbye

    Rain drizzled softly over the private terminal of Country D’s international airport, fogging the glass panels with a veil of gentle mist. Arla-Rosa sat alone in the VIP lounge, a wide-brimmed hat covering her face and dark sunglasses concealing the emotions in her eyes. A single duffel bag rested at her feet, packed not with souvenirs or medals from her achievements, but with baby journals, medical texts, and soft clothes stitched for newborns.Her letter of resignation had already been processed. Her access to the Fleming House of Hope system revoked. She had severed all professional ties. But her heart… not so easily.It was still tethered to the memory of two heartbeats, one strong, one soft. Her twins. Conceived in a past life. Taken from her by hands that never should have touched them. She had named them privately. Never spoken their names aloud. Never got a touch to hold them.Now, they stirred again beneath her ribs, tiny heartbeats pulsing in tandem. A sharp knock disrupted h

  • The Phoenix Bride Rises: Trust Was Her First Mistake    Late Consequences

    The morning sun in Country D rose high, casting long streaks of light through the tall windows of the hospital’s East Wing. Arla-Rosa moved down the corridor, clipboard in hand, her pace steady, outwardly unshaken. However, inside, she felt like the ocean before a storm.It had been six weeks since that night. Six weeks since the bitter silence in the back seat of Duke Cedric Fleming’s armored car. Since his cold, mechanical dominance, his glazed eyes clouded by drugs someone else had meant to use. Six weeks since he had handed her that black card and a small blister pack, his expression carved from stone."Take it," he had said. No emotion. No eye contact. He had not even asked her if she was alright. That moment stayed with her more than the act itself. He had not seen her as a person, but a problem to solve before it bloomed. She had taken the pill. But now, here she was, swaying slightly as her fingers gripped the corner of the nurse’s station for sup

  • The Phoenix Bride Rises: Trust Was Her First Mistake    The Heirloom Pendant

    Arla-Rosa sat at her dormitory desk, her fingers brushing over the pendant she had tucked safely into the velvet pouch the night before. Now she saw it for what it truly was, not merely a family artifact, but the rare jade pendant she had d once believed was a protective charm from Master Ye in her former life.In that life, she had worn it through pain, betrayal, and death. It had been her only comfort when Seth broke her, the only item she clung to in silent hope. She never knew…It was his. It was Cedric’s all along. A memory surged, faint but undeniable. The morning after she’d sold her soul to Seth, when her world had already begun to rot, she woke to find that pendant on her nightstand. Back then, she thought Master Ye had slipped it there to comfort her.But now, now, in this life, he had handed her a pill and a black card. And dropped this same pendant on the cold hospital floor as if discarding a mistake. She pressed it to her heart, her thou

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