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Too Late, Mr. Mills: Watch Me Leave

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 670    |    Released on: 27/04/2026

, rhythmic pulse that matched the throbbing in her

er eyes. White c

against the thick gauze wrapped aro

ure was slumped in the chair beside the

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g. Her skin was fresh, her face relaxed in s

ered, the word scrapin

ing at her, she gasped, leaning forward to grab her hand. "Oh my go

queezed Janna's hand, holding on like it w

rowed with concern. "I've been here all night.

oor was thrown open. It hit the wa

hey looked impeccable, dressed in designer clothe

p enough to cut glass. "Do you have any idea the damage co

over his chest. "Mills called us. He was furious. Do

er health. Not a single glanc

r their approval, cried for their attention. But now, looking at

said, her voice fla

an, and you want to rest? You will fix this, Adriana. You w

r to the highest bidder. She knew that fighting them he

letting her face crumple into an expression of defe

trembling. "I panicked. I was so sca

ised by the quick surrender. H

voice meek. "I'll tell him it was a mistake. I just ne

you do. The Mills connection is ev

fly. "Get well soon. We hav

leaving the door

eyed. "Adriana... are you

meekness was gone. In its place was a cold,

," Adriana said quie

y. Her trust fund was controlled by her parents, but her gran

couldn't let her friend fall in

Mills as humanly possible. This time, she wasn

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“Adriana Guzman spent two agonizing days tearing through the freezing fog of the woods, searching for her missing five-year-old daughter. She finally found little Pippa curled up under a massive oak tree, her tiny body frozen solid and lifeless. Trembling, Adriana called her husband, Everette. Instead of panic, she heard the soft voice of his mistress in the background. "You think telling me my daughter is dead will make me book a flight home?" He laughed, accusing her of faking the tragedy for attention. When Adriana woke up in the hospital, Everette finally arrived, bringing his mistress with him. He shielded the other woman from Adriana's grief, threw a checkbook at her, and demanded she name her price to sign the divorce papers. He only believed the truth when the midday news broadcasted the discovery of Pippa's body. Exhausted and utterly broken by his cruelty, Adriana swallowed a hidden bottle of sleeping pills. As the darkness pulled her under, she felt a suffocating sense of injustice. Why had she wasted her life begging for a cold man's affection? Why did her innocent daughter have to die alone in the freezing mud while he drank champagne? But the end never came. Adriana opened her eyes to find herself twenty-one again, standing in a luxury hotel room as a younger Everette walked out of the shower to propose. This time, she smashed a crystal vase, pressed a jagged shard to her own bleeding throat, and looked him dead in the eye. "I would rather die right here than ever marry you."”