All Chapters of The Billionaire Second Chance Vow: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The air smelled of medicine. Too overpowering. Burnt my nostrils each time I tried to breathe. The machines beside me, their sole noise preventing me from succumbing into silence. Beep. Beep. Beep. Slow. Weakening.I couldn't shift. My body weighed me down. I could only just move my head and, when I did, I saw the group of people at the bottom of the hospital bed. My family.My dad had his arms folded, his expression displeased. Not fear. Not worry. Just displeasure, as if I was wasting his time."Pathetic," he growled. "All that upset, and she still didn't get a chance to make herself useful."My stepmother, sitting beside him, nodded too. She didn't even look my way. She was too busy checking her nails, her voice flat."She never fit in here. If she had just worked at it a bit, Thane could have cared. But see what she is now. Nothing but trouble."And Liora—my half-sister. She leaned back against the wall, arms crossed, a sneer playing at her lips. She wasn't even pretending to be s

The ride home was endless.My father spoke not a word as the car pulled up before the Evahart estate. He did not even look at me. His jaw was set, his eyes on the road, as if turned away would keep him from exploding. My fingers clenched in my skirt all the way, the silence weighing on my ears.By the time we opened the gates, my stomach churned. I knew what awaited me inside.The minute we stepped in through the door, the air already stunk. My stepmother, Stacy, was at the stairs top, her hips clutched by hands. Her diamond choker sparkled against the contour of her neck, but she was a picture of rigidity and fury. Liora stood beside her, leaning on the railing, with a wistful smile as if she already knew everything.Stacy's voice was boisterous the instant she spotted us. "So, it's true."I didn't answer. I didn't have to.She came down slowly, one great step after another on the marble floor. "Do you know what you've done, Nadira?"I breathed in. I clenched my fists at my side.Lio

The lights in the ballroom were shining blindingly. Too bright, too white. Each imperfection on my skin seemed enhanced. I re-tightened the strap on my dress for what had to be the third time, attempting to carry on as if I didn't have it twisted again. The room was packed with people: fake laughter, clinking glasses, the sound of heels hitting marble. I hated these parties, but tonight was different. Something was off.And then I saw him.Thane Orion Nightangle.Tall, pointed, all black as always. My heart jumped without my permission. I attempted to look away, but I couldn't. And before I could finish staring, I spotted her.Magnolia.She rushed over to his side and grabbed his hand, clutching it like a snake that'd caught its prey. My stomach dropped. Of course she was going to be there. Out of all people, naturally it would have to be Magnolia Verlice.My throat tightened. Memories hit me sharply—her jeering laughter outside the school hallway, the adhesive notes plastered on my l

The next day dragged on endlessly. I tried to convince myself that everything was normal, that the evening’s fundraiser hadn’t disrupted anything at all. But that was easier said than done—the whispers, the fleeting sensations, the nagging feeling of being observed when no one else was around. By lunchtime, I had to escape the house; being indoors only made everything worse. Eventually, I found myself at the library. It felt like the only stable place left. People came and went, books were opened and closed, but nothing outside felt certain anymore. I quickly spotted my favorite table by the window, where I usually set down my bag. With my notebook in hand, I attempted to write, but the words just wouldn't come. I drummed my pen on the notebook, feeling the awkward rhythm of an unfinished thought. Letting out a frustrated sigh, I halted my efforts. “Still the same boring Nadira, huh?” A scornful voice cut in from behind me. I turned to my right and saw Magnolia. She looked flawless,

Nadira's POVLiora's gaze flashed with rage as if she couldn't believe I'd just told her to leave. She stepped forward and folded her arms."You think you're so tough now?" she sneered. "Don't you forget where you live. Don't you forget who pays your bills."I stood up straight on the bed and glared back at her. "I don't owe you anything, Liora. And I certainly don't owe your mother. And my father pays your bills, so shut the fvck up".Her mouth dropped open like I'd hit her. "Ungrateful. You're as bad as your worthless father—living off of people and thinking you're above them."I couldn't resist. I laughed. Actually laughed. "That's rich, coming from you. All you've ever done is hide behind the apron of your mother. At least my father made something before you two came along and tore it apart.".She reddened. She seized one of my shirts that remained still folded on the bed and flung it onto the floor. "You talk too much. No wonder nobody wants you.""Correction," I stood up, "I use