All Chapters of The Lost Heiress’s Glorious Return: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter Twenty-One

Isabella’s POVI didn’t remember walking out of Room 417.I just knew the hallway swallowed me — long and sterile, the lights humming above like they knew something I didn’t. Mia followed quietly beside me, not speaking, not pressing.My palms were damp. My heart thudded against my ribs.Damon had said my name.Not just said it, breathed it, like it hurt, like it meant something.And maybe… it did.But it wasn’t just him that rattled me.It was her.Kiara.The way she stood beside his bed, her fingers brushing the blanket like it belonged to her. Like he did. The way her eyes narrowed the moment she saw me as if my presence was some kind of offense.And maybe it was.But what chilled me most wasn’t her voice or her perfume or her sharp little smile.It was what I saw in her eyes.Recognition.Not of me.Of something I didn’t yet remember.Something she hoped I never would.We reached the small waiting lounge tucked into a corner of the hallway. Mia sat down, but I couldn’t. I paced, h

Last Updated : 2025-08-05

Chapter Twenty-Two

Damon’s POVThe first thing I noticed was the silence.Not the kind that comforted you. The kind that buzzed at the edges of your mind, too still, too sharp. The world felt muffled — like I was underwater. Dim light leaked in through half-closed blinds. A slow, rhythmic beep tracked my pulse.Hospital.The thought came sluggishly, like dragging a stone uphill.I tried to move my head, but pain flared sharply across my temple. My throat was dry, sandpaper-scraped. Every breath burned a little.I didn’t remember what had happened.Didn’t remember how I got here.Just fragments. Flickers.Voices. A woman crying. The weight of someone’s hand on mine.I blinked hard, trying to make the fog clear. Nothing.But the ache in my chest wasn’t just physical.It felt like a part of me had been torn out and buried somewhere I couldn’t reach.And worse — I had no idea what it was.The door clicked softly.I turned my head with effort. A silhouette appeared against the soft hospital glow, high heels

Last Updated : 2025-08-06

Chapter Twenty-Three

Isabella’s POVThe silence stretches too long.I check the time again. Mia’s been gone for nearly fifteen minutes. She said it was just the parking garage, just a quick check, just in case someone triggered her car alarm. But even quick checks shouldn’t take this long.I shift on the waiting room seat, trying to quiet the storm building in my chest. The hum of vending machines. The occasional shuffle of nurses down the hall. But no sign of her.Something’s not right.I stand, gripping the strap of my purse tighter than necessary. She told me to stay here, but my feet have already started moving. The elevator’s slow, so I take the stairs two at a time, my heartbeat matching each hurried step. By the time I reach the garage, my palms are sweaty again.I spot her near the far end, keys in hand, muttering to herself as she rearranges her bags in the trunk. Her car is fine—no broken windows, no alarm blaring.“Mia!”She turns at the sound of my voice, eyebrows lifting in surprise.“Bella?

Last Updated : 2025-08-08

Chapter Twenty-Four

Damon’s POVThe antiseptic smell still clung to the air—too clean, too sharp. Beeping monitors hummed beside me like a quiet orchestra that refused to stop playing. For the first time since the crash, my eyes stayed open longer than a minute. My mind wasn’t racing—just clearer. Sharper than yesterday. Or the day before that, if I’d even been awake then.Pain radiated across my ribs when I shifted, but it was nothing compared to the weight in my chest. Not physical pain—something deeper. Emptier.The ceiling tiles above me stared back, blank as everything else. Still, I could feel something had changed. Like the fog I’d been floating in had thinned just enough for a thread of memory to snake its way through.Bella.Not a whisper this time. Not a dream.A name. A truth.The sound echoed inside me, filling up a space I hadn’t known was hollow. It wasn’t just a name. It was something deeper. Something I couldn’t quite place—but couldn’t let go of either.I turned my head slowly toward the

Last Updated : 2025-08-10

Chapter Twenty-Five

Isabella’s POVI sit there, numb.“You used to come in for some treatments… Quiet girl. Always kept to herself.”That janitor’s voice keeps playing in my head, like a scratchy vinyl that refuses to be ignored.Treatments. At this hospital. Me?But when? Before the fire? After?I try to remember—I try so hard my head aches—but there’s nothing—just the sound of wind rushing through hollow spaces where memories should be.My hands tremble as I pull out my phone and redial Mia. She picks up immediately.“Bella?” she says, already alarmed. “What’s wrong?”“I need you to come back.”“What happened?”“There’s more. He recognized me, Mia. Said I used to come here for treatments.”There’s a beat of silence on the other end.“I’m coming,” she says at last. “Stay where you are.”The line goes dead.I clutch my coat tighter and press my back to the bench. The morning air is warming, but I can’t shake the cold creeping into my bones.I was here before. And someone made sure I forgot.Mia arrives i

Last Updated : 2025-08-12

Chapter Twenty- Six

Kiara’s POVI knew something was wrong the moment I turned the hallway corner.The nurse was gone. The hallway was too quiet. And the door—Room 417—was wide open.I walked faster, my heels clicking like firecrackers on the hospital floor. I didn’t even try to soften my steps. Let them hear me coming. Let them know.And when I stepped inside…There she was.Isabella.Her back was to me, her hand resting gently over Damon’s. He was awake. Awake and looking at her like she was air after drowning.And in that moment, I didn’t feel hurt.I felt betrayed.“What the hell is going on?”My voice snapped across the room like a whip. She turned slowly, calm. Almost too calm.Her face didn’t hold the shock or fear I expected. Just peace.Peace.Like she belonged here. Like I was the intruder.Damon’s gaze shifted toward me—dull, tired, but steady. His voice was low. Raspy.“Kiara… get out.”The audacity.“You’re awake… and that’s what you say to me?”She flinched, just a little, but Damon’s hand

Last Updated : 2025-08-13

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Isabella’s POVThe silence that follows Kiara’s outburst is suffocating.I don’t look at her. I can’t.Damon’s hand is still wrapped around mine, and I’m not sure what to feel. The weight of his fingers against my skin should mean something—used to mean something—but now, it just… confuses me.I try to pull away.He doesn’t let go.His grip isn’t tight, not forceful, but it’s persistent. Like if he lets go now, I’ll vanish. Like he’s holding on to something he thinks still exists.But what if it doesn’t?The last time Damon held my hand was the night before everything crumbled. Before the silence. Before the single, heartless text that ended us without ceremony or closure:“I need you to leave the house. She’s moving in.”That was it.No calls. No explanations. No apologies.Just those words.And yet, here we are. His hand wrapped around mine like the past never happened.Kiara’s heels click hard against the tile as she storms out, muttering something under her breath that I don’t cat

Last Updated : 2025-08-15

Chapter Twenty- Eight

Damon’s POVRoom 417 felt colder after she left.The scent of her perfume lingered—soft, floral, achingly familiar—but the warmth of her hand was already fading from mine, like she had never been here at all.I stared at the closed door, willing it to open again.It didn’t.My chest rose and fell in shallow breaths, every inhale tight, every exhale heavier than the last. I swallowed against the lump in my throat and whispered into the emptiness, my voice a low rasp even I barely recognized.“I never stopped waiting for you…”But she was already gone.Across the room, the IV machine beeped with mechanical indifference, its green light blinking in a steady rhythm. The thin needle tugged at my arm when I leaned forward, elbows on my knees. My body ached from the accident—bruises, stitches, the sharp pull in my ribs when I moved too quickly. But the real pain—the kind that clamped around my chest like an iron fist—came from the look in her eyes when she saw me.She didn’t cry. She didn’t

Last Updated : 2025-08-16

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Isabella’s POVThe city outside Mia’s apartment was quiet, but my mind was anything but.I sat curled up on her couch, a blanket around my shoulders, my fingers wrapped around a steaming mug of chamomile tea I hadn’t even touched. The warmth seeped into my palms, but it couldn’t reach the cold knot sitting in the center of my chest.The hospital’s fluorescent lights had been harsh, the smell of antiseptic sharp in my lungs. Now, here, everything was dim and muted — the low hum of the fridge in the kitchen, the faint ticking of the clock on the wall, the occasional whoosh of a car passing on the street below. It should have felt safe. It didn’t.I could still see Damon’s face. Still feel the ghost of his hand over mine. Still hear his voice, low and rough, like it had been dragged through gravel.I never stopped waiting for you.The words had hit something deep inside me, something that wanted to crack open. But I’d kept it shut. I’d walked away before I could fall into that place wher

Last Updated : 2025-08-18

Chapter Thirty: Weight of Secrets

Damon’s POVThe night had settled deep and heavy over the city, but inside the sterile hospital room, the silence felt suffocating. The soft hum of machines and the faint beeping from monitors were the only sounds that punctuated the stillness a mechanical rhythm that felt alien compared to the chaos inside my mind.I lay on the narrow hospital bed, the thin sheets barely hiding the aches from bruises and stitches. The dull throb in my ribs flared sharply every time I shifted, a constant reminder that my body was healing but the pain in my chest, the kind that tightened with every thought of Isabella, felt far worse. It wasn’t a wound that would close with time or medicine.I stared at the ceiling, watching shadows stretch across the pale walls, thinking about everything I’d lost and never dared to say.She left, just like that.The door had closed behind her with a quiet finality I still couldn’t process. The hand I’d held for a fleeting moment, warm and trembling beneath mine, had s

Last Updated : 2025-08-20

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