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101~Dylan’s POVI froze for half a second after Velma turned away from Eva.That was all it took.She picked up her bag, her movements sharp and controlled, as if, if she slowed down, she might crack. I knew that walk. I had watched her do it for years. The walk she used when she was done. Not angry anymore. Not arguing. Just finished.“Velma,” I called without thinking.She did not turn.Panic hit me hard in the chest. It was sudden and loud. Like a door slamming shut inside me.I moved after her.But Eva stepped into my path.“Where do you think you are going?” she asked, her voice high and shaking, her eyes wild.I stopped short. My body went stiff with frustration.“Move,” I said.She laughed. A sharp, broken sound that did not carry humor. “You are chasing her? Again?” She spread her arms wide, blocking the way like she meant to guard the door with her body. “Is she the reason you have been fighting me every day? Is she the reason you look at me like I am nothing?”“Eva, get out

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102~Dylan’s POVI clenched my fists until the knuckles ached. My jaw tightened so hard I thought I might fracture it. I took a slow, deliberate breath and then let it out in a controlled hiss through my teeth.“Eva!” I yelled, the sound booming across my office, echoing off the walls. My voice carried authority, menace, and a warning all at once. “I am warning you. If you put my name or Velma’s out there again, if you even hint at it anywhere, I will not take it lightly!”She lifted her chin, her face pale, her eyes sharp and defiant. She scoffed at me, a sound that made my blood run hotter than it already was. “You think I care?” she spat, words coming faster than her thoughts. “You can divorce me if you want. That doesn’t scare me. I won’t just sit quietly. Velma’s name will be dragged through the mud, and I promise… I will ruin her.”I felt the heat rise to my ears. My first instinct was to slap her, to knock some sense into her with a gesture that would make her tremble. But I st

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103~Dylan’s POVEva scoffed, a sharp, humorless sound that scraped against my nerves.“I cannot believe this,” she said, shaking her head slowly, like the thought itself offended her. “I cannot believe a day would come when I would be the one threatening you. Not the other way around.”She smiled again, but it was not soft or playful. It was thin and measured. The kind of smile someone wears when they think they have already won.“For years,” she continued, pacing across my office, her heels clicking against the floor, steady and deliberate, “you were the one with the power. You were the one setting rules. Drawing lines. Making ultimatums.”Each step felt intentional. Like she was marking territory. The sound of her shoes filled the room, loud in the silence, almost mocking.“You decided what was allowed,” she said. “Who stayed. Who left. Who mattered.”She stopped right in front of me and lifted her chin. Her eyes searched my face, looking for something.“Now look at us.”My hands c

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104~Eva’s POVI walked out of Dylan’s office with my jaw tight and my hands shaking, my heels striking the floor harder than necessary. Every step felt sharp, like I was forcing myself forward before I could turn back and scream at him again. The door closed behind me, solid and final, and the sound echoed in my head long after I was already down the hallway.People were around, but I did not see them. I did not want to see anyone. My chest burned, my throat felt tight, and my eyes stung with tears I refused to let fall yet. I kept my head high, because that was what I had always done. I walked like I was in control, even when everything inside me was falling apart.By the time I reached the car park, my breathing was uneven. The air outside felt cooler, but it did nothing to calm me. I unlocked my car and slid into the driver’s seat, slamming the door shut behind me. The silence inside the car was loud.I dropped my bag on the passenger seat and gripped the steering wheel with both

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105~Eva’s POVI looked at my mum, desperate. “What should I do.”She leaned closer, lowering her voice. “You remind him who you are. You remind him what you mean to him.”“And if that does not work,” I asked quietly.Her eyes darkened. “Then you make sure she regrets ever coming back.”I swallowed, my heart pounding. “I do not want to lose him.”My mother squeezed my hand. “Then you fight,” she said. “And you do not fight fair.”She looked at me closely, her eyes sharp but calm, like she was measuring the damage and already planning how to fix it.“This time,” she said firmly, “we will step in.”I lifted my head and looked at her. My lashes were heavy with tears, my vision still blurry, but I saw the certainty on her face. It was not anger. It was not panic. It was confidence. The kind that comes from money, power, and knowing you have leverage.“You have done enough on your own,” she continued. “You have been patient long enough. If Dylan thinks he can treat you this way and get awa

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106~Eva’s POVI slid into the seat and closed the door, the outside world sealing off with a dull thud. I glanced at the mirror as I started the engine, but my eyes drifted back toward the gate before I could stop myself.He was still there, standing with the child beside him, one hand resting on the child’s shoulder. He laughed at something the child said, the sound visible even from a distance in the way his shoulders moved.I felt oddly aware of myself suddenly. Of my posture. Of my hair. Of the faint trace of makeup I had reapplied earlier.“Are we going now,” Ronan asked, impatience creeping into his tone.“Yes,” I said quickly, shifting the car into gear. “We are going.”I pulled out of the parking space slowly, careful not to draw attention, though I was not sure why I cared. As the car moved forward, I passed close enough to see him clearly through the windshield.For a brief moment, our eyes met.It was quick. Barely a second.But it was enough.His gaze was steady. Then he

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~107Eva’s POVHe exhaled slowly, then leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk. The movement was deliberate, heavy with meaning, like a man about to say something that could not be taken back.“There is only one way to fix this,” he said. “One clean way.”I lifted my head at once, my eyes locking onto his. The room seemed to hold its breath with me. “Say it.”“The transfer papers,” he replied. “The document that shows your grandfather willingly transferred ownership of the shares to you.”My heart skipped, sharp and sudden. For a moment, hope flared before I could stop it. “You said that paper existed.”“It does,” he said calmly, already turning away from me. He walked to a cabinet behind his desk, unlocked it with a small metallic click, and pulled the drawer open. Files were arranged inside with careful precision. He began to search through them, one after the other.The sound of paper sliding against paper filled the room. It was soft, dry, and unforgiving. Each shuffle made

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108~Eva’s POVHe never denied it.That was the cruelest part.“I never disputed that you are my granddaughter,” he said, his voice thin and tired, like it might give up at any moment. “But..”But.The word sliced through me.“No.” The sound ripped out of my chest before I could stop it. It didn’t sound like me. It sounded raw, angry, and desperate. “No.”I stepped closer to the bed, my hands clenched so tightly my fingers hurt. I was shaking, and I hated that he could see it. I hated that even now, I still looked like the girl asking for permission.“You don’t get to say but,” I yelled. “Not now. Not after everything.”My heart was racing, my thoughts colliding into one sharp certainty. I was done waiting, done proving myself. I told him I was claiming what was mine. Rightfully, legally, and morally. Every way that mattered. I said it like a promise, like the room itself needed to hear it.And then I saw it.The stamp.It sat on the side table, heavy and quiet, the metal catching the

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109~Eva’s POVI watched from outside of the room as the doctors rushed in. Their shoes slapped against the floor, echoing in the stark white ward. My heart lodged in my throat, hammering against my ribs so violently it was a wonder I didn’t collapse right there. I couldn’t see their faces clearly, only the blur of scrubs and masks, the flicker of movements, hands flying across monitors, the shuffle of papers, the squeak of the bed being adjusted.They were over him, bending and leaning, voices low but clipped, commands whispered sharply. I wanted to step closer, to help, to do something, anything, but my legs were frozen. I could feel my hands trembling, gripping the strap of my bag as if holding onto it would anchor me to reality.I caught sight of his chest rising and falling, unevenly, and I forced myself not to scream, not to collapse.I could hear muffled words. Orders, reassurances, the quiet beeping of machines. I didn’t need to know what they were saying to know they were try

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110~Eva’s POVI walked into the ward, my steps quiet, deliberate, though inside I felt like I was stomping on glass. The door clicked shut behind me, muffling the outside world, leaving only him, the machines, and the sterile scent of antiseptic.He lay there, still. I paused at the side of his bed, staring at his face. It was closed and peaceful, maybe. But I knew better. I knew he was gone.I sank into the chair beside him, legs trembling under me. My hands shook as I lifted one toward him. I pressed it gently against his arm, almost afraid the cold would burn me. It did. His skin was so cold, like marble, unyielding. I recoiled immediately, my hand falling to my lap as if I had touched ice through my soul.I looked down at my bag, at the papers I had stamped moments ago. My fingers trembled as I unzipped it, staring at the document, the ink still dark, still final. My eyes blurred. I whispered to no one, to everyone, to myself: “What have I done?”The room seemed to spin slowly, a

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