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The Ninth Bride

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 238    |    Released on: 17/06/2025

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“Eight years, the whispers in Havenwood never stopped. They called it the "Thorne Curse"-eight women, all Julian Thorne's fiancées, all dead the night before their wedding. My sister, Emily, was the first, ruled a suicide, but I knew that was a lie. Today, I announced I'd be the ninth. My father, Dr. Miller, looked at me, his face like stone, his words cold and sharp: "You are no daughter of mine." He even offered my mother's inheritance, a severance from my own family, as the town stared, calling me crazy, just like my dead sister. Walking into Thorne Manor, its black iron gates twisted like angry branches, I met Eleanor Thorne, whose smile didn't reach her eyes, and heard the staff whisper about Emily' s screams. Julian Thorne, pale as death, just said, "I pray you'll be the one to break this curse." His rehearsed words, my father's chilling abandonment, and the town's judgment only fueled my resolve. How could my father accept Emily's "suicide" so easily? Why did this town cling to such a convenient lie? I had to know what really happened to Emily. I had to finally expose the truth behind the Thorne Curse, even if it meant becoming its final victim.”
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