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While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her

Katie Oettgen

As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.

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"One's upon a time---"

"Argh! Shut up! Giliana! I'm reading here! You disturbing me, kid!" I wailed. "Lower down your voice

"Sis, I'm also reading here, like duh?" she rolled her eyes.

"Even so! Get out of my sight now or else I'll call Mom to drag you out of here, you want that?" I smirk and laughed.

"Fine! Goodbye witchy!" she run out of my room. "Lo Siento!"

"Goodbye sister! Love you!" I mocked and I heard her murmured something. "Giliana! Don't run! Careful!"

By the way, let me introduce myself, I'm Gianna Isabella Lee. I'm 17 years old of age and I was born in New York and please call me Gia in short of Gianna, okay?

My secret is I am inlove with my casanova bestfriend slash player! Is it amazing? Hahaha! Of all people, why him? He's my oh-so-call bestfriend! But the worst is? He's a freaking casanova!

"Sis? Are you out of your mind again?" she asked out of nowhere.

"Stop it Giliana! Stop mocking me or else I'll beat your ass off!" I roared. "You see? I'm studying here!"

"Ahahaha! Your not studying cause it's your first day tomorrow. Ah sis! Use your commonsense sometimes okay?" she smirked.

"The heck you care?" I raised my brows.

Ah, are you thinking of your crush dear sis?" she chuckled.

"Get out baby, please?" I pleaded.

"Sis? What's with you and your childhood bestfriend Yohane? Are you both in a relationship? Or you still on the stage of mutual understanding? Well, it's to complicated? I wonder if it is."

"Giliana, stop it. I'll be the one will decide it or make a move! And what's with a complicated thingy? Your only grade school and you didn't know everything about that, baby! But you have a point." I sighed heavily. "He dosen't know about my feelings."

"See? I always find myself right." she grunted before she left me.

Argh! That evil witch ruined my day! Her words keeps running in my mind. Ah, I won't wonder cause she have above IQ.

By the way, about myself again. I have two siblings and they are both girls, my older sister Hazelle and my little sister Giliana. My Mom's name is Juztine Mendez Lee and my father is Jade Clarie Lee. And we are living happily in our home!

"Aah! I'm sleepy!" I murmured.

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