The Fairness I Never Got Novels & Stories

For my sake, Yelena went through IVF, enduring so much pain. She finally conceived, only for me to destroy everything with a moment of infidelity. I truly regretted it. If I had known things would end up like this, I never would have strayed. Wouldn't it have been better to stay faithful to one person? Humans were so foolish. They longed for what they couldn't have, only to take it for granted once it was theirs. I had worked so hard to win Yelena over, only to ruin everything with my own hands.

Have you lost your mind? "Lost my mind?" I chuckled and took a file from Karina. As I brushed my fingers over the cover, I calmly said, "I'm not insane. I'm just well aware that if the app stays in your hands, sooner or later, you'll use it to milk investors and bleed users dry… "Instead of turning it into your cheap scam tool that drags my professional reputation through the dirt, I'd rather watch it die a clean death." Stacie's breathing turned ragged. She clenched her hands so hard that her nails nearly dug into her palms.

"That's not fair." "Fair?" A hysterical laugh bubbled in my throat. "What's fair, Liam? Is it fair that my child will be raised by a man who sees him as a business asset because you couldn't be bothered to call a lawyer? Is it fair that Clara gets to win because you were too busy feeling noble to be practical?"

Even the underwear he was wearing now was the one I bought. "What a pity," Rebecca said, shaking her head as she held Mom's hand. "When we were young, we always said we'd become in-laws one day. We even joked about arranging a childhood engagement for the two of them!" She glanced at me, her tone warm. "I've always liked Gerry. She's such a lovely lady. She's beautiful, kind, and cheerful…" I lowered my gaze, afraid to make a sound. I was terrified that if I slipped up for even a moment, my tears would start falling one by one.

The warm touch of the sun’s rays made me forget, only briefly, that my life wasn’t peaceful. “I saw.” “He and his family will regret picking her.” “I don’t believe that. She fits in a way I never did. She’s what he always wanted.” I leaned forward, letting my elbow touch the warm metal railing. “I’ve learned that karma never gets to the right people.” “Hmm. Life is never fair. If you want karma, you have to do it yourself.” Something about the way he said that made me wonder if he was simply saying it or plotting. There was an edge that didn’t match his anger.

On the day I'm supposed to try on my wedding dress, Don Aldo Vitale gets the time wrong again. By the time he finally gets to the bridal boutique, I have already chosen my dress. Just like always, Aldo apologizes without thinking. "I've been really busy lately. I hope you understand." But over the past few years, Aldo's taken his childhood sweetheart and assistant, Isabella Berardi, to more than 100 cities for business. He's never forgotten a single flight, meeting, or business dinner. In contrast, Aldo's always forgetting things when it comes to me. I calmly hand the wedding dress back to the sales associate. "It's fine. My friend already helped me pick out a dress. No point in comin

Since childhood, I've always hated taking advantage of others. At seven years old, the lunch lady only gives me half a serving of chicken and proceeds to accuse me of being greedy. "Sooner or later, the orphanage is going to run out of money just trying to feed you gluttonous kids!" Thinking that all of us have really been eating more than we should, I spend the next month weighing all of the food we get. As it turns out, out of the 100 pounds of meat that the kitchen supposedly got to feed us, we only end up eating around 70 pounds of it. All the kids the lunch lady blew up at have been eating as little as they can, and the other 30 pounds leftover somehow end up in her freezer back ho

From the time I was 22 until I turned 30, Brianna Everly and I had a wedding every year. The only thing we never had was a marriage certificate. She said she was afraid of marriage, terrified that we'd end up like her parents. So I gave her eight years to prepare herself—until our eighth wedding, when Brianna showed up in the wrong wedding dress. It looked just like the wedding dress she'd always worn for our ceremonies, except for one detail. The name embroidered along the neckline wasn't mine. It was my best friend, Leon Stratford's. I was about to confront Brianna when my brother, Dominic Sterling, grabbed my arm. "Harrison, it's been eight years. What's the point of digging into it no

Rose gets a gleam in her eye and says “maybe not. Papa got up early this morning and went out. As he was kissing Mama good bye I heard them mention Alice’s name and Mr. Evans. Maybe he intends to marry her off to young Will.” Seline froze and her heart sank. Would her father really do that. Use Alice as a consolation prize to Mr. Evans just so he could get the land promised and keep the peace. Seline selfishly hoped not, but deep down she knew that is exactly what her father would do. He was a businessman and his daughters are just like any other commodity that he bought and sold.

It is just so unfair. "Every rea..relationship I had, they used me to ggget closer to Shanice. I know I am not pretty like her but..but it's not fair..It's not good to use me. I am also a human, you know," her voice came out brokenly, as though each word was a struggle. She also has a heart, her feelings also get hurt, why do people forget this? Maybe they remember it but just don't care enough.