Chapter 41 Tanya Novels & Stories

Lydia said in an almost breaking voice. " Miss tanya, are you okay? Please say something." The doctor who was sitting beside the bed asked. " I don't think I'm okay." Tanya said after some seconds. " Why, what's wrong, are you feeling pain anywhere?" Lydia asked with concern evident in her voice. " I'm not feeling any pain anywhere." Tanya said. The doctor looked confused as he asked again." Then, why aren't you okay? " I can see very clearly now. I mean, I'm not blind anymore." Tanya said.

Chapter 115 Tania’s heels clicked softly against the smooth pavement as she stood in front of the pristine white hospital building, bathed in golden afternoon light. The air was thick with humidity, but she didn’t feel it. Her eyes were focused, dark, and gleaming with menace beneath long lashes. She had just ended the call with Andreas, her voice still lingering with venom in her own ears. She could still hear herself say it, like an echo from a much colder version of her soul: “One million dollars. For each of them.”

Tanya ripped the papers with a hysterical shriek. “He’s delusional to think he can take my company and my child! I built the business from the ground up and gave birth to Sarah! He’s getting nothing!” “Ms. Cox, ripping up the papers won’t change the facts. We have evidence of your affair with Mr. Nolan. If you won’t agree to our terms, we will proceed with legal action.” Tanya slumped back onto her seat, her face pale. She thought that I was sulking in a corner, waiting for her to throw me a bone or a shred of attention.

Tanya opened her eyes and realized that she was in a strange room. Her hands were chained to the bed post and she was naked. She struggled to remember how she ended up here and recalled that Tyrone had applied makeup on her after she had injured him and he had taken her to meet with a client.

Clark asks me as he pulls a chair next to me. I pause for a second and mull over what Dr. Clark said. The fact that he called me Tanya makes me pause. I stop and run the name through my mind repeatedly. Then I turn to the doctor and look at him. “I’m fine, doctor. I’m learning some things about myself. Like the fact that I hate peas.” “Most people do.” “I guess, but what I haven’t learned is my name, and you just called me Tanya. Is that my name?”