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"No way, Melissa went to make us herbal tea. We have to wait for her before we can operate on the mayor!" When Joe Reid spoke those exact same words as in my previous life, I finally realized I had been reborn. Watching him explain to our department colleagues, hatred surged within me like a tidal wave. Before I could make a move, Joe turned to me with anger written all over his face. "Kimberly Hayes, you're so selfish! Melissa isn't here yet. What's wrong with waiting two more minutes?"

"The two of them have taken what's rightfully mine. What gives them the right to take my place?" "Your place?" I asked incredulously. I stepped forward to get her attention. Out of the corner of my eye, I also checked and made sure that the security personnel were in position. "Our relationship ended ages ago, Queenie! You ended it yourself. This has all been in your head since the very beginning." "No! That's not true!" she screamed emotionally. "It was fate! Fate brought us back to life! You should be with me instead of her. She's the one who took you away from me!"

“I lost everything. I chose the Queen over you again and again. I destroyed us. But I’m done running. I’m checking myself into a private, intensive rehabilitation facility today. No contact with the Harem. No Sophia. No escape. I’m going to fight this addiction with everything I have left. Not because I think I can win. But because I owe it to the woman you fell in love with. And if there’s even the smallest chance you can ever forgive me… I will spend the rest of my life trying to earn it.” I sent the video. Then I turned off my phone, deleted every contact, and drove myself to the secluded rehabilitation center in the mountains. As I stood at the entrance, shaking with fear, withdrawal, an

Chapter 1: Dead Wife he threw the divorce papers at my face, sign it Lucas hale said his fingers dug into my jaw , pinning me so hard like I was an animal that might bite three years of marriage, three years he only touched me when his mother ordered it ......and he picks now to throw me out “I won’t.” I bit my cheek until I tasted blood. His mother laughed from the doorway. Her Chanel perfume couldn’t hide the smell of bleach and smoke. “Barren. Useless. My son needs an heir, Elena. Not a charity case.”

“If she cannot produce an heir soon, her position will be very fragile.” Ava sat frozen as humiliation drained the color from her face. The Queen Consort finally raised her voice. “That is enough. It was merely a misunderstanding. Let the banquet continue.” Servants soon brought in the next course. “A delicacy from the royal forests,” the Queen announced pleasantly. “Please enjoy.” The lids were lifted from bowls of rich venison stew, the heavy aroma of roasted meat and spices filling the hall. The smell reached me instantly. My stomach twisted violently. I covered my mouth and gagged.

The fabric hugged my body like it had been made for this moment. “Done Ma’am,” she said softly. Her words settled between us. I stared back at the reflection before me, my fingers traced my jaw down to my chin. “Ava Johnson is gone truly,” I whispered, “now… I'm back as Ava Thorne.” “The Thorne heiress.” My hands steadied at the handle. For a second…I didn't move. Then I pushed the door open. Immediately I stepped into the room, voices thinned. Movements slowed, but I didn't. The corners of my lips lifted before I could stop it.

Life was quiet and bright. I, Claire Hart, had been given a second chance at life. I sought only wealth, not love. But I had won something far more precious than money: dignity, family, and myself. The End

"The board has agreed to meet on Monday and Holloway says the books are tighter than he expected. If that money leaves, we won't survive the quarter." I felt my heart go cold in anger at the sound of that name. Holloway, saying the books were tighter than he'd expected, as though he hadn't been the one tightening them. "That's unfortunate," I said. "Unfortunate?" My mother hissed before fixing me with a much more intense glare. "This is because of you.” She said, jabbing her finger at my chest. "This is happening because Julian ended the engagement," I said. "In this room. In front of both of you."

The temperature gauge on the wall read ten degrees and dropping. "He will not survive the week in that house," Forrest noted. He watched the dark silhouette of the Crestview mansion disappear behind the falling snow. "He made his choices," Kacey said. She leaned against the warm glass. "I gave them ten years of comfort. They repaid me with betrayal. Now they pay the tab." "The snow is accumulating fast," Forrest observed. "The roads will be dead by morning." "The world as they knew it is over," Kacey said. She turned to Forrest. "Our world starts now."

She had been showing her vulnerability too often, portraying a weaker person, making them see her like someone who couldn't fight for herself regardless of what they would do to her. However, Loretta continued, “Huh! Well, sobbing will complicate the matter. You are pregnant and you have two things to look up to, your baby and the Kingdom. Whoever is trying to contend with you, has to face your wrath. You need to come back as the revengeful hybrid queen you ought to be.” Loretta said and then exited the room, allowing Jasmine to ponder on her words Jasmine's heart held her words and her mind kept pondering over it.