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The Twist: Chloe's Intent.

Author: Pr3shy V.
last update publish date: 2026-07-29 16:34:28

~ Ethan ~

The white LED light on the corner of my desk was the only thing cutting through the dark. Outside, the night was dead quiet, but inside my office at Knight Medical, the quiet felt heavy. It felt like the air right before a thunderstorm hits.

My eyes were glued to the tablet screen propped against a stack of medical charts.

It was a single email, pulled straight from a private server by the investigator I’d hired three weeks ago. The timestamp on the header read two days after the gala
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    ~ Chloe ~I stared at the thick glossy magazine sitting face up on the glass table in Julian’s private suite. Ivy’s face was on the front cover. Her hair framed a glowing, confident smile, and she wore a deep emerald dress that hugged every curve of her body. Right next to her head, giant white letters read: Phoenix Rising: How One Woman Turned Pain into Power.My throat felt dry, like I had swallowed sand. My chest squeezed until I could barely draw air into my lungs."Why do you still have this on your desk?" I snapped, pointing a trembling, manicured finger at the cover.Julian didn't even look up from his laptop. His fingers clicked rhythmically against the keyboard. "It came in the morning press delivery. I was just curious.""Curious?" I stepped closer, my heels clicking sharply against the polished marble floor. I snatched the magazine off the table and shoved it toward his face. "You've been staring at this useless rag for three days! Look at her, Julian. She's a fat, patheti

  • The Plus-Sized Bride No One Wanted: Too Fat to Love    Julian's Obsession.

    ~ Julian ~“You’re still staring at her,” Chloe said, her voice dropping into that sharp, fake-sweet edge that always meant a storm was coming.I didn’t look up from my tablet. The glossy digital cover of Ashbourne Life & Style filled the screen, displaying the woman I had spent a full year trying not to see.Ivy.Only, it wasn't the Ivy who used to skulk through the dark hallways of my mansion in oversized gray sweaters, apologizing to the walls just for existing. The woman on the screen wore a emerald green dress that hugged every single curve of her heavy hips and full bust. Her long dark hair fell in soft, dark waves over one bare shoulder, and her hazel eyes looked directly into the lens. There was no hesitation in them. No fear. She wasn't hiding her fat; she was wearing it like a velvet cloak."She looks ridiculous," Chloe sneered, stepping closer. The heavy scent of her jasmine perfume filled my nose, usually pleasant, but today it made my stomach turn. She snatched the tablet

  • The Plus-Sized Bride No One Wanted: Too Fat to Love    The Viral Moment.

    ~ Ivy ~I sat on the edge of the plush green sofa in my studio, clutching my tablet so tightly my knuckles turned white. My thumb hovered over the screen. The image from the art magazine interview was queued up, ready to be posted. In the photo, I wore the deep emerald dress Ethan helped me choose. It hugged my hips, showed off my thick waist, and framed my soft shoulders without an ounce of apology.My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird."You don't have to do it if you're not ready, Ivy," Ethan said softly. He was standing near the door, wearing his dark medical scrubs with the sleeves pushed up his forearms. He smelled like mint and the clean scent of the hospital.I looked up at him. "If I keep hiding behind my artwork, I’m letting Julian and my mother win. They made me believe my body was a crime." I took a deep, shaky breath, letting the air fill my lungs. "I'm not hiding anymore."I tapped the screen. The post was live.Underneath the photo, the caption read: I w

  • The Plus-Sized Bride No One Wanted: Too Fat to Love    The Interview.

    ~ Ivy ~I stared at the glowing laptop screen on my studio desk. The white rectangular box in my inbox seemed to burn my eyes. The sender was Ashbourne Creative Monthly, the city’s premier art publication. I read the line aloud, my voice barely a whisper against the quiet room."They want to interview me.""Who wants to interview you?" Maya asked, stepping through the studio doorway. She held a steaming mug in each hand, the scent of fresh cinnamon coffee drifting across the room. She set one mug near my elbow, leaned over my shoulder, and read the screen. Her eyes widened, and she let out a shriek that made me jump out of my wooden chair. "Ivy! This is huge! This is Ashbourne Creative Monthly!""Maya, quiet!" I put my hand over my heart, feeling it hammer against my ribs. "They want to do a full profile. On me. On I.M. Gray.""So say yes!" Maya squeezed my shoulders tightly, her pink curls bouncing. "You’ve been selling out your canvases for three months online. Your brand, Phoenix R

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    ~ Ivy ~The bedroom in the guest house was warm, filled with the early afternoon sunlight that spilled across the hard oak floor. I stood barefoot in front of the full-length mirror, my hands resting lightly at my sides.For months, I had avoided this specific glass. Whenever I walked past, I usually trained my eyes on the floor or turned my head away out of muscle memory. But today, the room was quiet, and I forced myself to look directly at the reflection.I was still plus-sized. My thighs were thick, touching firmly beneath the hem of my cotton slip, and my hips flared outward into soft, deep curves. My stomach was round, marked by the faint, silver stretch marks of a life that had tried to break me. I hadn't starved myself to get here. I had eaten three meals a day, walked through the garden with Ethan, and let my body rest. I had lost a little weight naturally, simply because I wasn't drowning in stress, but my frame was fundamentally the same.I was curvy. I was fat.And for the

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    ~ Ivy ~The warm morning sunlight poured into my workspace at the Riverside Arts Quarter, painting the hardwood floor in quiet gold. I stood over my large drafting table, staring down at a row of freshly dried watercolor prints. My hands were stained with dark blue ink, but for the first time in my life, I didn’t care about getting dirty. I picked up a pencil, adjusted my grip, and smoothed the fine edge of a charcoal outline.The studio door banged open, breaking the silence.Maya rushed in, her bright pink hair bouncing wildly against her shoulders. She carried a massive stack of art magazines under one arm and a steaming paper cup of coffee in her other hand. She slammed the magazines onto my desk, almost knocking over my jar of paintbrushes."Ivy! Stop what you’re doing right now," Maya panted, her eyes wide with excitement. "Look at this!"I blinked, stepping back from my canvas and wiping my palms on my apron. "Maya? What’s going on? Is everything okay?""Is everything okay? Ivy

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