A Fresh Start Novels & Stories

I sat all the things and set the kitchen now I just need to do a grocery shopping. Then I hear the voice of my three year old Gem, my Shaina. "Goof moning mommy" she said in her baby voice. I smiled at her and pick her up in my arms "Good morning my Gemstone". Then I make her some breakfast and play with her. From next week her school going to start and I am feeling nervous how is she going to manage. Well I will tell you about my life......that I move out from my hometown to New York. It's a very important decision that I have to make because if I don't take that step then I don't know if I live peacefully or not.

But for the first time in a long time, the future didn’t seem so daunting. It wasn’t just a fresh start. It was a new beginning.

It was unfamiliar, but real. And for the first time in a long time, I am not thinking about what I have lost… …but what I am about to gain. A new life. A fresh start. A happy beginning.

I threw myself into their arms, finally feeling a sense of warmth. "Mom, Dad, I'm joining Stellar Group. I've also decided to get a divorce. Please help me find a lawyer." Patting my back reassuringly, Mom replied, "Alright. You have our full support. It's no loss to you to leave a broke and penniless man! We can easily make his life a living hell." "I've already prepared an office for you," Dad declared. "Working for our family company is way better than working for someone else!" After I spent a few days at home recuperating, I got a call from Sean. He said that our new business partner was at Northcrest Co. for an inspection and urged me to go over as soon as possible.

Fiona watched the world blur past the window, her thoughts tangled. A fresh start. She had said those words, had meant them, but starting over wasn’t as easy as just saying it. What did a fresh start even look like for her? She had spent years pretending to be someone else, living under false names, running from shadows. Who was she without the fight? Without the need to constantly look over her shoulder? Darwin’s voice pulled her from her thoughts. “We should talk about where we go from here.” Fiona turned to him, searching his face. “You mean us?”

He'd come back too. That vow—"I'll only marry him"—was from the last life. We restarted. That promise didn't carry over. Evan grit his teeth. "We grew up together. We went through so much—how can you just let it all go?" Gloria's face twisted. She tugged his sleeve. He didn't even look at her. I frowned, almost amused. "Aren't you about to marry Gloria?" I said. "If you can let go—why can't I?"

She left with her people and Sylvia in frustration. For the first time, I found myself grateful for Luca's shamelessness in our marriage. His stinginess was the only reason I still had this, my last battleground and my last shred of dignity. Using my burns as justification, I gave myself a month-long break. It was the first real vacation I'd had since becoming a doctor. One month later, I officially took office as the youngest head of cardiothoracic surgery in St. Lorenzo Memorial Hospital's history. The Vettoris were powerful; their influence spread far and deep enough to rival the Colleones.

“And besides… this means you can start afresh.” Start afresh. The phrase hit me like a slap. Not because she meant harm. Because she didn’t know what that phrase did to me. Start afresh, with who? With some politically approved woman my mother would select? With a new marriage that would be a performance? With a different life where Cassandra existed only as a regret? My heart clenched painfully. I wished I could start afresh with her. I wished I could go back to the beginning, before my mother’s poison, before my cowardice, before Rachel, before the lies.

I pressed a hand against it before lifting my gaze to Baron. "Fine. I feel sorry for her, so you can take her back to your place now and hand over your entire salary next month while you're at it. "If you're leaving, then go. If Mrs. Jones next door wakes up, your little situation will be all over the neighborhood by tomorrow." Without waiting for their reaction, I turned around and walked straight into the bathroom. In my new life, I only want to live for myself. After a while, Baron's voice came faintly from the doorway.

] [I reported this for you, and now you're saying it wasn't true? Some people still defended her. [Maybe she was under pressure too. The residency system is messed up either way.] Rainee didn't answer a single comment. Three hours later, she deleted the post. Then she posted again. One sentence this time. [I deleted it. Not because I feel guilty. Because I don't need this to keep going anymore.] Some people cursed her out. Some praised her. Some had no idea what she meant. Rainee set her phone down. *** Amelia's POV