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His Sweet Betrayal, Her Cold Vengeance

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 430    |    Released on: 11/12/2025

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rs saw only trouble. His help was my only ticket out. With his backing, the bureaucratic hu

to the brink. Not because I loved the grind, but because I craved it. Craved the fleeting moments

all for

fe, certainly didn't. Ethan, with his deep-seated resentment and twisted sense of justice, cared even le

ld do. I felt the last vestiges of strength drain from my limbs. My body, already teet

of my consciousness, pulling me down into a terrifying

e body was burning, a fever raging beneath the surface. My head

ng, but before I could rea

ace a mask of cold fury. She didn't wait for me to speak. Sh

s at my face. They scattered across th

ice was a low growl, barely co

ade. "You tramp! You slut! How cou

e half-closed, my body limp. I remembered the heavy drinks Dillon had given me. The dizzying sensat

st photos. They

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“I thought my boyfriend, Dillon, was my knight in shining armor, the one person who saw me in a family that treated me like an intruder. I was wrong. He and his best friend, Ethan, drugged me, took explicit photos, and leaked them to the entire university to shatter my reputation and force me out of their lives. My own mother, more concerned with her social standing, called me a slut and abandoned me. Then, Ethan sent his thugs to corner me in an alley. They humiliated me, assaulted me, and in the struggle, I was stabbed and left for dead. Lying in a hospital bed, I overheard the truth. Dillon's feigned apology was a lie; he was leaving me for his "true love," Erika. Ethan's only regret was that I hadn't died. "You're alone," he sneered. "No one will protect you anymore." He was right. I was alone. But when I returned to the house to pack my things, I discovered the last precious thing I owned-my grandmother's jade bangle-had been stolen. That was the moment something inside me finally broke. Or maybe, it was the moment I was finally pieced back together. They wanted me gone? Fine. But I wouldn't just disappear. I would make them pay for every single tear.”
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