The Woman They Tried To Erase

The Woman They Tried To Erase

Celine Egan

5.0
Comment(s)
205
View
10
Chapters

I risked my life daily, fighting monsters to keep our post-apocalyptic community, The Hollow, alive. Yet, they only saw Anna-the gentle, beloved persona inhabiting my body. My brother, Michael, and my former love, Caleb, preferred her, doting on her while ignoring the real me, Sarah. When Project Chimera offered "consciousness integration therapy"-a polite term for erasing me-my own people readily agreed. They celebrated it as Anna's path to freedom, pushing me to sacrifice myself on the very anniversary of my deepest sorrow. I retreated, a silent prisoner. Anna played the helpless victim, effortlessly charming Michael and Caleb, who lavished her with protection. Caleb, my last hope, gave her the tenderness he once reserved for me. "He chose me," Anna's smug triumph echoed in my mind, as my very self began to blur. The betrayal was a gaping wound. How could they discard me, the one who bled for their survival? Was I nothing more than a tool, an inconvenient ghost to be wished away? The agony was so profound, I willed myself into oblivion. But oblivion wasn't the end. Days later, a desperate Chimera needed my unique brain patterns. Forced to resurface, I came face-to-face with him: Ethan Vance, my forgotten childhood love. He wasn't there to erase me. He had orchestrated everything to bring me back-transferring my true self to my original, secretly healed body. My rebirth, stronger than ever, was just beginning.

Introduction

I risked my life daily, fighting monsters to keep our post-apocalyptic community, The Hollow, alive.

Yet, they only saw Anna-the gentle, beloved persona inhabiting my body.

My brother, Michael, and my former love, Caleb, preferred her, doting on her while ignoring the real me, Sarah.

When Project Chimera offered "consciousness integration therapy"-a polite term for erasing me-my own people readily agreed.

They celebrated it as Anna's path to freedom, pushing me to sacrifice myself on the very anniversary of my deepest sorrow.

I retreated, a silent prisoner.

Anna played the helpless victim, effortlessly charming Michael and Caleb, who lavished her with protection.

Caleb, my last hope, gave her the tenderness he once reserved for me.

"He chose me," Anna's smug triumph echoed in my mind, as my very self began to blur.

The betrayal was a gaping wound.

How could they discard me, the one who bled for their survival?

Was I nothing more than a tool, an inconvenient ghost to be wished away?

The agony was so profound, I willed myself into oblivion.

But oblivion wasn't the end.

Days later, a desperate Chimera needed my unique brain patterns.

Forced to resurface, I came face-to-face with him: Ethan Vance, my forgotten childhood love.

He wasn't there to erase me.

He had orchestrated everything to bring me back-transferring my true self to my original, secretly healed body.

My rebirth, stronger than ever, was just beginning.

Continue Reading

Other books by Celine Egan

More
Too Late For Sorry

Too Late For Sorry

Romance

5.0

The news broke on a Tuesday. Olivia Reynolds, a celebrated artist, found herself targeted by a major art blog accusing her of blatant plagiarism. Her acclaimed piece, "Urban Echo," was displayed side-by-side with similar works by an unknown European artist, igniting a war zone of online comments declaring her a "Fraud" and calling to "Cancel her." Her boyfriend, Ethan Miller, a respected art critic, didn't defend her. Instead, he confessed to orchestrating the whole thing to protect his protégé, Chloe Davis, claiming Chloe had made a "youthful mistake." He dismissed Olivia's pain as "dramatic" and a "performance," highlighting her struggle with depression as mere "attention." The betrayal only deepened when her gallery terminated its representation, cancelling all her shows. Chloe, feigning empathy, then explicitly told Olivia that Ethan had chosen her because her career was "more important," rubbing salt in the wound until Olivia shattered a glass in a fit of despair, cutting her hand. Ethan, without a glance at Olivia's injury, sided with Chloe, who accused Olivia of attacking her. Ethan and Chloe were seen making their official debut at a gala, dancing on Olivia's professional grave. A text message then arrived, "You should kill yourself, you thieving bitch," accompanied by a photo of her with a gun pointed at her head. Standing on her balcony, teetering on the edge, Olivia made one last desperate call to Ethan. "I'm on the ledge, Ethan," she whispered. But he laughed, dismissing her plea as a bid for "attention." The line went dead as Chloe's laughter echoed in the background. With nowhere else to turn, Olivia stepped into the void.

Love's End, Betrayal's Sting

Love's End, Betrayal's Sting

Sci-fi

5.0

My husband, Mark, told me he was reborn. In the ruins of San Francisco, he promised me a safe harbor, built on the back of his miraculous "system." I, a scientist who dealt in facts, chose to believe in him, in us. That trust was my first mistake. A week later, our penthouse was breached. Mutated creatures swarmed. Trapped in my lab, being torn apart, I cried out the emergency phrase Mark had taught me: "Celeste' s Melody." A synthetic voice echoed in my head, asking, "Host, what did Luna ever do to you? How could you trade her to those sharks?" Then Mark' s voice, cold and flat, confirmed it all: "No choice. Celeste is fragile...Luna is my co-founder, I can' t do anything about it. Celeste has suffered enough. After this, my stock options will be enough, and I' ll find a way to compensate Luna." He had orchestrated my demise. My husband, the man I loved, sacrificed me to monsters to protect his manipulative protégée, Celeste. For "stock options." The pain of betrayal was worse than any wound. But it wasn' t just physical agony. As I lay dying, the system revealed Mark was watching, monitoring my forced torture for 72 hours. He had a timer on my agony. My life, my work, the cure I' d perfected-all disposable in his cruel game. And worst of all, I was pregnant. Our child, Lily, would never be born. I wouldn' t let them win. With my last breath, I found a flare gun and my audio recorder. I would ensure the truth survived, even if I didn' t.

You'll also like

Chapters
Read Now
Download Book