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The Bride Who Vanished

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 424    |    Released on: 21/06/2025

I was once a child who played in the gardens, not a ghost who served drink

hold court. He was laughing with his old fraternit

them slurred, raising his glass. "The 'Ava Project.' I bet you

"You owe me, man. The charity case

here's to the end of the project! To Liam an

all c

A ten-year-long joke. My entire life,

t a workshop years ago. Your voice is unique, Ava. If you ever want to write real stories, my door is always ope

hought away. I

and approached Liam. His s

m," I said, my voice

my mother's only heirloom, a plain gold loc

t, then at me, his eye

Ava? You think this cheap

om my hand, turned, an

ove," he said loudly,

triumphant, venomous smirk, her fingers tracing the gold that had once rested

me. I turned and walked away, leaving my childhood, my love

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“My entire world revolved around Liam Vanderbilt, the dazzling heir to a New York dynasty, and the boy I'd loved since childhood. Despite being his family's housekeeper's daughter, I clung to the hope that our deep connection meant something more than just service. Then fate delivered a cruel blow: a devastating brain tumor diagnosis, leaving me with less than a year to live. As my life spiraled, the man I adored saw me only as an inconvenience, a "charity case" to be tolerated while he doted on his socialite fiancée, Chloe. He shrugged off my pain, letting Chloe steal the very screenplay I'd poured my soul into, turning it into her superficial "passion project." In front of New York's elite, he cruelly bestowed my deceased mother's precious heirloom locket upon Chloe, a final, public humiliation. His subsequent "romantic" proposal aboard a yacht, complete with a beautiful antique ring, seemed like a dream. But it swiftly descended into a nightmare when he presented organ donation papers, coldly suggesting I "be a hero" and give my lungs to Chloe. The man I loved and dedicated my life to was attempting to harvest my body, not out of care, but monstrous calculation. My heart shattered, reeling from the ultimate betrayal: how could anyone, let alone him, consider such a vile act? Then, a blinding flash of truth: an urgent email confirmed a catastrophic medical mix-up. There was no tumor; I was perfectly healthy. The heartbroken, dying girl vanished, replaced by a woman consumed by a vengeful clarity. They thought they had broken me, but they had just awakened the storm within.”
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