All Chapters of MISTAKEN: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ECSTASY. An overpowering emotion. A state of sudden feeling. Anna still couldn’t get over what had just happened between her and Dylan as she approached her room and shut the door behind her slowly. Placing both of her hands on the left side of her chest, she could still feel her heart beat fast and loud against her palms.  She nervously pushes some strands of her hair behind her ears as her breathing starts to fall into rhythm. Just when she felt everything was fine, she finally noticed the line of soldier ants still marching proudly on the floor and wall of her bedroom, remembering the reason she had left the room in the first place.  Anna became conflicted on whether to leave the room and feel awkward around Dylan or just stay here for a while and suffer unending torments from the ants. The choice was hers to make but none seemed favourable to he

FLUSTERED. To be embarrassed or surprised about a thing. Anna was flustered at Dylan’s remark as her cheeks were flushed in embarrassment. He had just thrown various surprises at her all through the day.“Mr Dylan, how long have you both been engaged?”“I won’t be entertaining any more questions,” Dylan says as he grips Anna’s hand and pulls her away from the thousand inquisitive eyes. He doesn’t stop walking till they were both in his office.Immediately he stops walking, she forcefully loosened his tight grip on her hand which was already a light shade of pink.After a loud sigh, she drives her fingers through her hair before saying, “What was that all about Dylan?”“Saving your ass,” he answers while shoving his hands into the pockets of his black pants. His blue eyes had a glint of mischief in them as the corner of his pale lips tilts into a smirk.“How do you call that saving my ass when you were just being impulsive! Now the whole hospital thinks we’re dating,” She raises her vo

AWE. A feeling of reverential respect mixed with fear or wonder. The ballroom was a gilded cage, and Anna, in her dark grey pencil gown, was the trapped bird. She was stunned by the sheer, suffocating power Dylan commanded—and was controlled by. As she watched him navigate the sharks of high society, putting on a mask of perfection despite the internal chaos she knew raged within him, she felt a profound awe for the fortress he had built around himself. It was a respect mixed with the fearful wonder of knowing that the fortress could crumble at any moment.The air in the G.L. Group’s annual charity gala was thick, not just with the cloying scent of jasmine and expensive cologne, but with the palpable weight of expectation and power. Anna felt the gazes of hundreds of people—all the major players in the city’s economy—on her back. The sudden, forced intimacy of being introduced as Dylan Blake’s fiancée was a bizarre, full-body shock that she had to suppress with every ounce of her profe

SURREAL. Having the qualities of surrealism; bizarre, dreamlike, or fantastic; seemingly detached from reality. Anna’s life had fractured into two distinct realities: the private, intense, and ethically questionable relationship with Dylan, and the public, professional role as the director’s "girlfriend." Returning to work, she found herself inhabiting a dreamlike world where her identity as a dedicated doctor was now overshadowed by her celebrity status, making every interaction feel bizarre and detached from the professional life she once knew.Anna walked through the glass doors of G.L Hospital, the same place she had walked into every weekday for the past one year, but the atmosphere was dramatically different. The sterile, fluorescent-lit halls now felt like the stage of a play she hadn't auditioned for. The nurses at the front desk, usually immersed in charts and patient intake, looked up in unison. Their whispers, though hushed, were impossible to ignore: “It’s her.” “The direc

FRIGHTEN. To make someone afraid or anxious; to cause fear in a profound or sudden way. Following Liam’s confession, Dylan was engulfed by an intense, destructive BPD episode. The betrayal triggered a full 'split,' turning his world instantly from black-and-white to a terrifying monochrome of hatred and self-loathing. Anna was forced to confront the violent reality of his illness, stepping fully into the role of psychiatrist to de-escalate a situation that was genuinely frightening, all while wrestling with the overwhelming knowledge of his pain.The massive, mahogany desk that had absorbed Dylan's rage stood between him and Anna, a silent witness to the chaos. The dent in the wood was a physical manifestation of the mental fracture that had just occurred. Dylan was hyperventilating, his back still turned to her, his rigid posture screaming panic and self-hatred.Anna knew instinctively that the immediate threat of violence was over, having been directed at Liam. Now, the violence was