Win The Day Novels & Stories

You should know exactly what the Tyne Family is capable of. Nigel, now certain that there was truly no way to salvage the situation, eventually signed the agreement with a defeated expression on his face. My father couldn't help giving me a thumbs-up after watching me handle everything so decisively. "That's my girl. You settled everything before I even had to step in." I smiled and looped my arm through his, leaning against him as I said, "That's only because you were here backing me up. I have no idea how I was going to handle this if you weren't here."

You're not fit to be a mom! He hung up before I could say anything. I called the repair shop and asked them to pull the dashcam footage from my car. … I arrived at the courthouse first thing the next morning, right on time. Just as I was about to cross the intersection, I ran into Vera. Her eyes immediately went to my belly, and she put on a dramatic expression. "Oh no, you lost the baby? What a shame. Then again, with a mom who can't hold onto a man, that kid never stood a chance. Even if it had been born, it would've just been a fatherless orphan—"

However, from the day I turned my life around, I had made it crystal clear to the finance folks: no more handouts. At this point, they were burning through their own cash stash. I was itching to see what they would have left once the wedding hoopla was over. Sure enough, over the next few days, they pampered Amelia like she was royalty. Her birthday bash was nothing short of a spectacle fit for a queen, with the three suitors outdoing themselves with gifts. Yoel outshone them all, getting down on one knee with a bouquet that sparkled with diamonds. "Amelia, we can offer you the world. You'll always be our principessa!"

"Get some rest. I'll be back later." Once he left, I breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out a phone hidden under my pillow. After some thought, I texted Gina. [Do you seriously think you've won? You're nothing but a joke. As long as I'm unwilling, Levi will never choose you.] I silently prayed that Gina would put on the show of her life. Half an hour later, Gina stormed into my ward. Seeing me in bed, she mocked, "Caitlyn, do you think being Mrs. Robbins makes you special? You'll never have his love, but I'm different. One word from me, and he'll drop everything—including you!"

She thought about winning, and how it still felt like someone else was playing. --- *Friday | 11:00pm | Elena’s Apartment* The whiteboard: *DAY 1. WHITAKER IS MINE.* Elena stood in front of it. She had won. She had the facility. She had the board, almost. And she had an enemy who was still in the walls. “Day 1,” she said. “Let’s see how long it lasts.” ---

It would have passed off as the usual vandalism if not for the relevance. It just contained two words. WE WIN.

Tomorrow, there would be a new battle to win. (The End)

He held up his hands for silence, and the crowd instantly quieted. “Folks, this has been a truly remarkable day. And you know something else? For reasons I’ll give you in a few moments, it’s only right that the big winner today should be Candace Kane. Why is that? Because, had it not been for Dacey, there would have been no picnic today.

*GGGGGRRRRRRRROOOOARRRRRRRRRR! "we cant win this!!!"