Whispers of a Broken Heart

Whispers of a Broken Heart

By:  Reyana Segal  Completed
Language: English
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Sophia Grey has spent a decade plotting revenge against Ethan Blackwood, the man she believes destroyed her family. As Sophia's plan unfolds, she becomes entangled in a dangerous game of love and deception. The more she uncovers, the more the lines between revenge and redemption blur.

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I loved the book
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102 Chapters

Chapter 1: Return to the Past

There’s something surreal about looking down on a city from thousands of feet in the air. From up here, it’s easy to believe that everything is perfect. The lights below, twinkling like tiny diamonds against the darkening sky, create an illusion of order, beauty, and control.But I know better. That shimmering tapestry of ambition, greed, and power is nothing more than a battlefield—a place where the powerful prey on the weak, and every smile hides a knife. It’s a world I’ve fought in and bled for, and one I refuse to be crushed by.The private jet I’m in begins its descent, the city growing larger as we approach. The wheels touch down with a smoothness I’ve come to expect, but I barely register it. My mind is miles away, lost in the past that clings to me like a shadow I can’t shake off.I’m snapped back to the present by the soft, polished voice of the flight attendant. She appears beside me, her smile flawless, but there’s a flicker of something in her eyes—a hint of unease, perhap
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Chapter 2: Meeting Mr. Blackwood

A chill traced its way down my spine as I heard his voice. It was steady, controlled—eerily similar to my own. Yet, beneath that calm surface, I sensed an undercurrent of tension, a quiet struggle to mask whatever emotions he might be harboring. For years, I had pictured this moment, envisioned how it would unfold, but now that it was here, the reality of it was jarring."Mr. Blackwood," I managed to say, matching his cool tone as I stepped further into the room. "I wasn’t sure you’d remember me."He turned then, and the moment our eyes met, my breath caught. His eyes were the same piercing blue I remembered, yet darker now, more guarded. For just a fleeting second, I caught a glimpse of something—was it regret? Guilt? But it vanished as quickly as it had appeared."How could I forget?" he said, setting his glass down on the desk.There was an edge to his words, a hint of something more profound that quickened my pulse. I couldn’t decipher if it was anger, resentment, or something ent
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Chapter 3: Reflections and Resolve

As I stepped out of Blackwood Manor, I held my head high, maintaining the confident facade I had mastered over the years. The heavy front doors clicked shut behind me, and only then did the shiver I'd been suppressing finally ripple through me.Seeing Ethan again—hearing his voice—had stirred up memories I had spent years trying to bury. They were memories of a time when I was young, naive, and utterly unprepared for the cruelty of the world.My heels echoed against the cobblestones as I made my way to my car, parked at the edge of the circular driveway. I knew Ethan was watching me, probably from one of the manor’s tall, imposing windows. But I didn’t turn back. There was no point in giving him the satisfaction of seeing even a flicker of doubt or hesitation. I had accomplished what I needed to. Now it was time to regroup, to prepare for the next phase of my plan.The engine roared to life with the turn of the key, and I steered the car down the long driveway. The towering trees on
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Chapter 4: Controlling Heart

I had dismissed Ethan's warning the night before, brushing it off as a mere tactic—just another way to manipulate me. But now, in the cold light of day, his words echoed in my mind. What did he know that I didn’t? Was he genuinely trying to protect me, or was this all part of his plan to keep me off balance?The thought made me grit my teeth in frustration. I couldn’t afford to second-guess myself, not now—not when I was so close to everything I had worked for.As the hours passed, the negotiations grew more intense. The stakes of the merger hung in the balance, and the tension in the room became palpable. We all knew what was at risk, and it seemed like every word, every glance, carried a hidden meaning.At one point, Oliver Hale leaned back in his chair, a glint of amusement in his eyes as he glanced between me and Ethan. “You know, I’ve seen a lot of corporate strategists come through these doors over the years,” he said lightly. “But I have to say, Ms. Grey, you’re one of the most
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Chapter 5: A Letter

I hesitated, my instincts screaming at me to be cautious. This could be a trap, another way for Ethan to manipulate my emotions. But as I looked into his eyes, I saw something raw and honest—something that made me pause, despite everything.“What is it?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady even though my insides were churning.Ethan didn’t answer right away. Instead, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, worn envelope. He held it out to me, his expression unreadable, but there was a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes that gave me pause.I took the envelope, my fingers brushing against his as I did. The brief contact sent a jolt through me, a reminder of the tangled emotions I’d been trying so hard to bury. I looked down at the envelope, noticing the faded handwriting on the front, the ink blurred with age.“Open it,” Ethan said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.With a deep breath, I slid my finger under the flap and carefully pulled out the contents. Inside
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Chapter 6: The Confusion

 For a long moment, I stood in silence with Ethan, the tension between us thick and palpable. Then, finally, I nodded, feeling a mix of resolve and uncertainty in my heart. “All right,” I said quietly. “But I need time. I need to think about everything.”   Ethan didn’t push me. He simply nodded in understanding. “Take all the time you need. But know that I’m here, and I’m ready to help you in any way I can.”   With that, he turned and walked toward the door, leaving me alone with my thoughts. As the door closed behind him, I sank into one of the chairs, my mind racing with a thousand conflicting emotions.   The anger, the need for vengeance that had driven me for so long, was still there, but now it was tempered by doubt. The letter had cracked open the
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Chapter 7: Confrontations and Revelations

The next morning, I woke up to a heavy fog blanketing the city—a perfect reflection of the uncertainty that clouded my mind. I’d barely slept, my thoughts consumed by the revelations from the previous day. My father’s letter had upended everything I believed, leaving me on the edge of a precipice, unsure of which way to fall.   I sat at the kitchen table, nursing a cup of coffee that had long gone cold. Lily and I had agreed to take a break, to gather our thoughts before diving back into the storm of questions and emotions that now surrounded us.   As I stared out the window at the foggy cityscape, my thoughts drifted to Ethan. His words, his expression, the way he had looked at me with that mix of regret and something deeper—all of it played on a loop in my mind. I hated that I couldn’t stop thinking about him, couldn’t stop questioning everything I thought I knew. &
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Chapter 8: Shadows of the Past

The partnership between Ethan and me was uneasy, fraught with tension and unspoken doubts. We had agreed to work together, but trust was a fragile thing, especially after everything that had transpired between us.   In the days following our meeting at the café, I threw myself into preparations. I dove into research, gathering every scrap of information I could find on Victoria Blackwood. What had started as a casual investigation quickly morphed into a full-blown operation. My living room became a war zone, with files and documents spread across every surface like pieces of a puzzle I was determined to solve.   Lily watched me with growing concern. One evening, as she entered the room to find me hunched over my laptop, eyes red from exhaustion, she couldn’t stay silent any longer.   “Sophia, you’re barely sleeping,” she remarked, her voice lac
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Chapter 9: The Gathering Storm

Standing at the threshold of my penthouse, I stared out at the city's glittering skyline. It was late, and the world below seemed peaceful, unaware of the storm brewing in my life. Sleep eluded me, my mind too occupied with the revelations Ethan had shared and the dangers that lay ahead. As I turned away from the window, my phone buzzed on the nearby table. It was a text message from Ethan. **Ethan:** *I’ve set up a secure channel for us to communicate. We can’t risk Victoria intercepting our plans.* I appreciated the precaution. Victoria was ruthless and cunning, a woman who had clawed her way to power and wasn’t afraid to crush anyone who stood in her way. I couldn’t afford to underestimate her. **Me:** *Understood. We’ll use it from now on.* I paused before typing
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Chapter 10: Into the Lion's Den

The soft hum of classical music filled the room as I swirled my glass of red wine, my gaze fixed on the cityscape beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. Something felt off. Ethan had been distant lately, preoccupied with something I couldn’t quite place. I prided myself on knowing every move my stepson made, but lately, he’d been slipping through my grasp. And then there was that woman—Sophia Grey. A name from the past I thought I had buried. The sound of approaching footsteps drew my attention. I turned to see Ethan entering the room, his expression carefully neutral. He was always a hard one to read, a trait he had inherited from his father. But tonight, there was a tension in his posture, a stiffness in his movements that set off alarms in my mind. “Ethan,” I greeted him with a cool smile, masking the unease simmering beneath the surface. “Thank you for coming.”
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