Ivonne's pain

Ivonne’s POV I clutched the cheque in my hands so tightly that the edges were crumpling. I had finally got the money! I could finally save my mom! I almost couldn't believe it.My heart pounded with hope and desperation all at once. Alison’s handwriting was scrawled across the paper, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care that it came from her, or that her smug little smile when she handed it to me made me want to claw her face off.I also didn't care that she was probably going to try her best to make me pay with my life for this. All that mattered was this cheque, this little piece of paper was my mother’s chance to live. “Thank you, Goddess… thank you…” I whispered under my breath as I ran down the hospital corridors. My heels clacked loudly against the floor, echoing like a heartbeat. “Please let me be on time. Please let her live. Please don’t take her from me yet.” By the time I reached the reception, I was panting, clutching my side. “I—I have it!” I yelled, almost shoving t

Last Updated : 2025-09-15

Her story

Ivonne's POVI signed the final forms with hands that wouldn’t stop shaking. The paperwork for my mother's cremation felt surreal. It felt like some official cold goodbye stamped to the worst day of my life. Doctor Charles suggested that I wait a few days for a proper funeral but I knew that no one would attend her service so I insisted they move it up immediately. I wanted her gone from the hospital, reduced to something I could carry in my arms, something I could keep close and speak to when the world felt too loud. Ashes didn’t need hospital bills or permission slips. Ashes wouldn’t be humiliated by Lincoln or laughed at by Alison. Her ashes were the only thing that would be mine to care for and love.Dr. Charles walked beside me as they prepared the body. He was gentle, quiet, the type of person who had been around sickness so long he knew how to carry other people’s grief without crushing it. When there was nothing left to do in the chapel, he asked if I would come to his of

Last Updated : 2025-09-16

Ivonne's reasoning

Ivonne's POV I took a deep breath to calm myself because there was a sharp, ugly twist under my ribs that made my heart hurt as I told my story. “After my miscarriage and the sudden appearance of Alison, everything turned. Lincoln was colder. He picked unnecessary fights at dinner and then started giving expensive gifts to Alison right in front of me. They started constantly laughing at me too. They would mock, demean and laugh at me, especially when I asked for help with Mom’s bills. Just yesterday, Alison tore up the first cheque I got right in front of me and Lincoln refused to sign another. They left us waiting until it was too late.” Dr. Charles’s hand hovered above the desk as if he wanted to reach for mine and thought better of it. “This… none of this sounds fair but I still think because your mother loved you so fiercely, She would not have wanted you to be consumed by hate.” “Well She’s gone now!,” I snapped, and the word didn’t have the softness I thought it wo

Last Updated : 2025-09-17

All Chapters of A Luna of Ice : Reborn for vengeance : Chapter 471 - Chapter 473

Ivonne's pain

Her story

Ivonne's reasoning