Too Late, My Prince: Her Choice, His Ruin

Too Late, My Prince: Her Choice, His Ruin

Gavin

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I stood by the French doors, the coolness barely a comfort. Tonight, at the Kensington gala, my fate was to be sealed. As the heir to the discreetly powerful principality of Eldoria, my choice of husband would secure a powerful alliance. Just like before. A wave of dizzying clarity hit me, a memory so sharp it tasted like ash. My past life. I had poured everything into Ethan Kensington, my cousin, my first love. My Eldorian influence, my vast fortune – all to make him governor. He won. Then he found Chloe Hayes. He changed. He became obsessed with her, twisting every slight she felt into a weapon against me. He blamed me, the "cold princess," for her career struggles, her insecurities. So, he orchestrated my ruin. A public smear campaign, vicious and relentless. Economic attacks that bled Eldoria dry. He watched, smiling, as my life ended in disgrace, alone. His voice, cold as ice, echoed: "punishment for meddling with his love for Chloe." How could someone I loved and sacrificed everything for turn so utterly, maliciously against me? How could my own resources be weaponized to destroy me and my country? The injustice burned, a brand on my soul. But then, I opened my eyes. I was back. Reborn at this very gala, the precise moment where my destruction began. This time, I knew the game. This time, I would rewrite my destiny. Liam, his mournful face a beacon in my memory, would be my anchor. My retribution starts now.

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I stood by the French doors, the coolness barely a comfort.

Tonight, at the Kensington gala, my fate was to be sealed.

As the heir to the discreetly powerful principality of Eldoria, my choice of husband would secure a powerful alliance.

Just like before.

A wave of dizzying clarity hit me, a memory so sharp it tasted like ash.

My past life.

I had poured everything into Ethan Kensington, my cousin, my first love.

My Eldorian influence, my vast fortune – all to make him governor.

He won.

Then he found Chloe Hayes.

He changed.

He became obsessed with her, twisting every slight she felt into a weapon against me.

He blamed me, the "cold princess," for her career struggles, her insecurities.

So, he orchestrated my ruin.

A public smear campaign, vicious and relentless.

Economic attacks that bled Eldoria dry.

He watched, smiling, as my life ended in disgrace, alone.

His voice, cold as ice, echoed: "punishment for meddling with his love for Chloe."

How could someone I loved and sacrificed everything for turn so utterly, maliciously against me?

How could my own resources be weaponized to destroy me and my country?

The injustice burned, a brand on my soul.

But then, I opened my eyes.

I was back.

Reborn at this very gala, the precise moment where my destruction began.

This time, I knew the game.

This time, I would rewrite my destiny.

Liam, his mournful face a beacon in my memory, would be my anchor.

My retribution starts now.

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