All Chapters of Disgraced Ex-wife; Reborn With Fire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

DAVINA“You came too late, Mrs. Miles.” The grave words of the doctor, caused my heart to sink. “The IUD device needs to be surgically removed. It has perforated your uterus beyond normal and uterine removal is the only solution…” Those words put a final stamp on my proficiency as a woman. Weeks of pushing off the doctor’s visits even with the pain I was feeling just to care for my husband in his last stages of illness. “Davina!” His sharp voice cut through my self-deprecating thoughts, reminding me I had an issue at hand. “What did you say?” My shaky voice bounced off the ears of everyone who watched us intensely on stage. Gossip mongers, waiting to carry the news of my impending doom. “I want a divorce.” Again, he said, for the second time that day. He wasn't bluffing, he said it like something I could just accept and get it done with. To him, breaking from a marriage of five years after I had devoted my life and energy to caring for him was nothing. “Right now? Everyone…” I p

DAVINA My eyes opened, with the feel of the sun's rays soothing my skin. The morning sun– I gasped, shooting up from the bed in fear. However, I got a split headache almost immediately and then a rush of memories of all that happened. I wasn't in the Miles mansion where I was obligated to wake up before the sunrise. But where was I? My heart dropped, feeling the thick bandage that wrapped around my head. And then when I looked at the wide floor-to-ceiling window, I realized I was in a penthouse suite that overlooked the streets of Staten Island. This wasn't my apartment. That man— fear filled my heart at the thought of him. “Finally, you are awake.” The same cold voice, made me snap my head in its direction. The man sat, crossed-legged with fresh newspapers covering his face. Had he been here the entire time? Watching me sleep? My gaze burned through those papers, wanting to see the face behind them. When he finally brought the

DAVINA I was engulfed, almost like I was falling into an abyss, an abyss that was just my life. I sat right in the laundry room in the Miles mansion, folding up numerous clothes like I always do every other day, smelling of laundry detergent but also, I smelled of milk. A sweet little baby was placed right on my thighs, suckling milk like it was candy. And then, there was another, a toddler, smiling by the door with her arms wide open, just for me to come get her. I smiled happily at her, dumping the clothes that disappeared with a whiff to take my child. “Get out of the way!” Suddenly, Semion’s sharp voice cut through, pushing the little girl out of the doorway with an irritated expression. “If you want your mother that much, why don’t you walk to her?” “Are your legs broken?!” The hate he had for his children, radiated off him, it scared the little girl. Her cries burst out, turning into loud sobs that tore at my heart and brain. I closed my eyes tightly and held m

DAVINAI clenched the baton with a tighter grip this time, I was not going to just throw, I was going to continuously wreak havoc just the same way I would do in Adeline’s life. However, I wasn't going to move rashly. I was going to move with precision, sneak up on them like a quiet storm and they wouldn't see me coming. As I held the baton, Shaw’s suit jacket covering me, I felt powerful and covered. Adeline’s innocent smile flashed in my eyes, her jabbing words that were disguised as concern and love echoed in my ears. Behind her mask, I envisioned her real face. The face that laughed evilly at me while I did her bidding. And then me, standing timidly before her while I listened to her, worshipped her, and looked up to her for years. That was what I aimed for, to tear off her mask and fire at her real face and then raise my head up high before her, so I wouldn't be that timid sister again. My hands moved, my muscles flexed, and my veins flowed with energy as I smacked the baton

DAVINA“You didn't fail, ma’am.” Maria had told me, with the most reassuring smile ever. “You aren't Lucille yet and you cannot embody her just because you have makeup on.”“Away from trying to embody another person, work on improving yourself internally, and then you can finally blend your attributes with your goals.” My goals were to become Lucille King while biting back at Davina Williams’ enemies and also Lucille’s adversaries but I wouldn't be able to do that if I didn't have even an iota of Davina in me. “The aim isn't to become Lucille King completely, ma’am. We strive for a better version of yourself too.” “You are important.” As always, Maria didn't judge and it seemed Shaw had strategically placed her by my side. She knew her onions, her way with words was magical and as I took off the makeup on my face, I was reminded of her words again. Lucille King was just a mask, to achieve my goals. I was the real person being transformed. As the night deepened, I retired to bed,