Unhinged Book Vera Valentine の小説・ストーリー

Vera had a dirty secret she didn't want anyone to know. Back in college, Vera had a boyfriend who got her pregnant. When she informed the guy about it, the guy threw her out of his home. The same home, Vera was paying the rent for. He was bold and told her, he never loved her. Olivia had gone to her parents by then. Vera ended up in my hostel. She told me everything. Olivia didn't know about Vera's relationship because Vera felt all the guys liked Olivia and she felt she may lose her guy to Olivia. She decided to keep the pregnancy but the guy invited her over and ended up drugging her. She did not just lose the baby, her womb was destroyed in the process. Once out of the hospital, Vera went

Even though she was born with a beautiful heart, even though he loves her, Vera is the one who sees money as bright. The burning anger is difficult to calm down, and the current heartbreak is also challenging. "About tomorrow, who you want to marry, marry that person! You can rest assured. I will automatically disappear in front of you, won't make you awkward." The woman didn't care as she put her pants back on her shirt just said. She was as calm as if it had nothing to do with her. Looking at Vera and the other man leaning out the door together, Carwyn Hiddleston laughed, like mocking irony. He no longer believed in women, really didn't want to be trampled hurt again.

“I shouldn't have tried to hide it. I should have trusted all of you from the start. Will you forgive me?” Vera's smoke breaks across her face like the sun through a curtain of clouds. She pulls me to her and wraps me in a hug, pressing the side of her face against my neck “See! That wasn't so bad, wasn't it?” At my confused look, Thea explains. “Vera finds it hard to stay mad at people she likes. She made post-it notes so she could continue being mad at you until you confessed.” Vera beams. “I'm relieved that I no longer have to be. I'll take down the post-its tomorrow.”

My whole body shivered uncontrollably. Ian… How could he? Out there, with another woman? And so recklessly that it landed them in a hospital? The realization was like a blow to the gut. My breath hitched painfully, and I clung to the wall for support. Why did I have to find out like this—while carrying his child? Why did he have to betray me, especially today, of all days? Valentine's Day. Suddenly, a sharp, stabbing pain gripped my belly. I bent over, barely able to stay on my feet, while the voices around me continued unabated.

she declared. "I don't want to go to the hospital," Vera said. The truth was, she didn't have the money. She hadn't budgeted hospital fees into the money she would be spending this year. Their moment of peace was short-lived. From outside the window, they could hear the unmistakable sound of raised voices. "I can't believe he's here with her," one of the cheerleaders was saying, her voice dripping with disdain. "She's not even one of us." Alex felt a surge of anger rise within him, but before he could respond, Vera placed a hand on his arm, her touch calming.

"You actually thought you could stay here? You thought you could wear my clothes, use my credit cards, and live in my mansion while I was rotting in some European hotel waiting for Uncle Richard's transfers? You’re a fake, Vivian! A charity case!" "Valerie, stop," Vivian said softly, her voice carrying a quiet, heavy authority that caused her sister to pause in shock. Vivian didn't look down. She looked her twin directly in the eye, her posture straight and unyielding. "The game is over. Uncle Richard's accounts are frozen. He's under federal investigation." Valerie’s face turned instantly pale, her mouth dropping open. "What? No... that’s impossible. He said the Vance money would clear ever

The thought of that little bastard I adopted bargaining with her father’s life makes me want to lose my mind. She looks up at me suddenly, eyes glassy. “Do you think I’m worthy of being loved?” I set my glass down, move closer, and cup her face gently with both hands. “Cariño,” I say, voice low, “you are worth far more than that boy ever deserves. And tonight, I’m going to show you exactly how much.” She hesitates, then nods. “My name’s Veronica…” she starts, then laughs under her breath, a little breathy sound. “Veronica Harper. I’m—uh—23. Medical student at Horizon.”

she said shakily, “but every time I visit her, it feels like my heart is being ripped open again. She doesn’t talk, doesn’t move. Her doctors say she still breathes fine, but… Gabriel, that’s not living. She’s fading away.” My throat tightened. I had seen victims cry in court, watched families collapse in grief—but something about Valerie’s pain was different. It wasn’t loud or hysterical. It was deep, internal, suffocating. “Few days ago,” she said, voice barely holding, “she was hospitalized again. The stress, the complications… I had to pay the hospital and a nurse to care for her privately. I spend every day, every coin, just trying to keep her alive. Gabriel, you don’t understand. Vera

For the first time, she didn’t want to know. A knock. Soft, deliberate. Not Dimitri’s pattern. Hazel opened the door to find Valentina wrapped in a cream shawl, eyes glittering with the faint intoxication of victory. “You disappeared before the press left,” Valentina said, stepping inside uninvited. “People noticed.” “They always do.” Valentina smiled thinly. “You should be grateful. Attention is currency, darling. The moment they stop watching, you stop existing.” Hazel’s reply was calm. “Then perhaps invisibility is the truest form of freedom.”

The Vision skipped forward then as if skipping over something she didn’t want him to see. She smiled as she woke up to a strong smell of pine, thinking she had woken up from the awful dream. She tried to roll over but she was cuffed with silver chains. She was in a dungeon. She glanced around the room, starting to panic. ‘Jayce, Myra, somebody.’ She tried to mindlink them. “I wouldn’t bother, they can’t hear you.” The calm deep voice came from the shadows. “Who are you?” The voice that came out was not hers but Vivian’s.