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The Girl Who Wouldn't Break

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 423    |    Released on: 12/06/2025

and raw. Willow was still near the river, drawn by a faint,

om his limousine, a s

t, his face a

oing here? Are

r pulled up. Scarlett Vance emerged, e

em, a picture of conc

Willow, a flicker of something cold before she

Is this... the subs

s arm. "We must do

. She "accidentally" fumbled it, and a small, inexpensive-looking ch

arm! It' s not valuabl

"You look so cold, dear. I' ll give you two hundred dollars

s eyes. He wanted to appease Scarlett,

y-eighth favor. Get the charm. Or you won't

smile, didn't he, dear? Because it reminded him

loser. "My only devotio

an' s hard face to Sca

d towards the river. The w

in shoes, climbing up her legs. She winced but

losed around the small

hivering uncontrollably. She

imace. "Thank you, dear." She held

took th

," she said, her teeth c

armacy, the money clutched in her hand for medicin

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The Girl Who Wouldn't Break
The Girl Who Wouldn't Break
“For three years, I existed as a quiet shadow in Ethan Hayes' s glittering New York world, always present, always available, my life a series of unspoken duties. Each one was a sacred notch on a silent, relentless tally, a life-debt I, Willow Miller, was bound to repay stemming from a long-forgotten act of kindness. But on a brutal winter night, amidst a biting New York blizzard, Ethan' s words cut deeper than the wind: "Scarlett' s back. Not some... substitute." He didn't just dismiss me; he dragged me into his penthouse, then publicly offered me to his business partner, Liam Donovan, with the chilling disdain one reserves for an unwanted stray, before ordering me to "get lost and never bother him again." I stood freezing, enduring every cruel word, every public humiliation, every demand – from wading into an icy river for a worthless charm to being paraded as a scapegoat at a society gallery. Why, you ask, would anyone endure such degradation, such ceaseless torment, for a man who clearly saw me as nothing more than an implement, a disposable stand-in? It wasn't love or devotion, but a binding promise rooted in my secluded Meadowbrook community' s oldest laws: a life-debt, the "Hundred Favors," owed for a simple sandwich given to a starving traveler years ago. Completing this impossible count was my only path home, the sole way to break free from this gilded cage and reclaim my true self. Now, with 97 favors behind me, just three stood between me and my freedom, forcing me to wonder if his next cruel demand would finally shatter me, or if I would endure and return to the home I so desperately yearned for.”
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