Vivienne's POV It's five years later...The California heat hit me the moment I stepped off the plane. I wrinkled my nose in dissatisfaction as the dry air filled my lungs, so different from Europe's cool humidity. "God, I forgot how hot it gets in this country." I muttered, pulling off my blazer and draping it over my arm. Despite my complaint, a faint smile tugged at my lips. After five years away, I was finally back. Back to the country that held countless memories. The place that had broken me. But also the place I would rebuild myself into completeness—stronger, smarter, and ready for my revenge. The airport bustled with activity just as I remembered. Crowds of people rushing with luggages, families reuniting with tears and laughter, businessmen barking into their phones. It chaotic and loud—a typical Californian airport, and I actually missed it. "It's good to be back home, Dr Duarte." I said to myself proudly. That's right. I wasn't the same pathetic woman who'd left fiv
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