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  My steps came to an abrupt halt. What did he just say? He wants to show me some real dirty stuff?!As a grown woman, I knew exactly what that man meant. Before my defenses completely crumbled, I immediately replied in a loud voice.“No! You’re crazy, Alvaro!”After shouting that, I ran as fast as I could down the hallway. Ugh, damn it! My original plan when I left the room was to get some water and fruit, but it all went to waste because of Alvaro’s madness. Now I didn’t have any food to bring back to my room.As soon as I got inside, I slammed the door shut and locked it tight so Alvaro couldn’t get in.I heard footsteps come to a halt right in front of my door. Not long after, Alvaro’s deep voice echoed from outside again.“Remember, tomorrow you have to solve the problems I gave you, Bella! If you lose, just get ready to be my sex slave!”I swallowed

 I picked up my pencil, read each question, and filled out the answer sheet, completely confident that all my answers would be correct. I had absolutely no trouble with the test. These questions were too easy for me—I used to be the top student in my school. Every now and then, I glanced at Alvaro, who was watching me with a very serious expression. I stuck my tongue out at him, teasing him playfully.“Take this seriously, Bella! If even one is wrong, you’re out,” he said coldly.“Pfft! I could even do this with my eyes closed!” I replied confidently.I refocused my gaze on the sheet of paper in front of me. But suddenly, I felt something strange in my body.My stomach suddenly cramped with pain. Was it because I’d been holding off hunger since last night? But I’d already eaten earlier, and my stomach had felt fine then, I thought, confused. Why was the pain coming back now and gett

 Amora’s POVI don’t know where I am right now. What’s clear is that I feel like I’m in a place very far away; I’m wearing all-white clothes, and this place is absolutely beautiful. And… I see Bella again. She’s smiling at me and waving her hand.“Do you want to go back to your body?” I asked her directly.However, Bella just shook her head with a sweet smile. Her face was so beautiful and looked very serene.“In that case, I’ll borrow your body for a bit, Bella. I’m sorry… I have to avenge myself first,” I said again.Bella nodded again, her smile still broad. I hesitated a little before asking more. It was the matter of Alvaro that was starting to bother me. I didn’t like him, let alone love him. I was just afraid that, over time, I might actually be tempted. I’m just an ordinary adult woman who could easily be swept away by

  “Who are you?! Why are you visiting my wife?”I had just stepped out of the intensive care unit where my physical body was being treated when I was startled by David’s shout, which echoed through the hospital corridor.His face was etched with suspicion, while Lidia, standing beside him, glared at me just as fiercely.“I’m her best friend,” I replied softly, trying to keep my emotions in check so as not to cause a commotion in this sterile area.The two of them exchanged glances, as if they didn’t believe a single word that came out of my mouth.Yes, of course they wouldn’t believe me. Because throughout my life as Amora, I had never hidden even the smallest secret from David after we got married. I’ve always told him everything.The same goes for Lidia, whom I’ve always considered my own sister. I’ve never kept any secrets from her, and everyone kn

 Amora’s POV“Bella, there’s something I want to talk to you about,” Alvaro called from the doorway.I turned around immediately. Although I was still annoyed by what he’d said earlier, his admission in front of David and Lidia just now—acknowledging my status—had been quite helpful. Still, that irritation hadn’t completely faded, and I was reluctant to thank him.“I’m sorry,” Alvaro said slowly.I stared at him in disbelief. I truly never expected Alvaro Del Pino—the man who, ever since I first met him, had always worn a cold expression, spoken harshly, and openly shown his dislike for Bella—to ever say those words.Wait, is he sick? Is he suffering from a terminal illness that makes him feel the need to apologize before his time comes?! Ah, maybe that’s it.“What’s wrong with you? Is it chronic and terminal?” I blurted out.