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999 Rejections: Her Final Escape

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 510    |    Released on: 24/06/2025

and the steady beeping of a heart monitor.

he bed, his face a mas

" he said. It w

ia?" I asked,

sed, looking uncomfortable. "I apologiz

gizing for h

inued, as if this should comfort me. "

nt for smashing a bottle over his

d my throat. This was the man I had given five years o

ad broken. There

ays again. A business rival of Ethan' s, a man he had bankrupted last yea

. They grabbed Maria, who had come to "visit" wi

facing each other. A digital timer was attached to each of our chests, count

for you. You destroyed my life, so I' ll destroy yours. You can only save on

is face pale with terror. He looked at me. He

I don' t want to d

n' t h

n to

shaking as he punched the code into her device. The tim

ew things on the ranch. I looked at the wires. Red, blue, yellow. It was a simple sequence trigger. My hands were bound, but I c

d with three se

ondary explosion rocked the warehouse. A gas canister in the cor

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999 Rejections: Her Final Escape
999 Rejections: Her Final Escape
“For five long years, I chased a man' s love, guided by a mysterious "System" that promised me his heart. I lived in a world not my own, sacrificing everything for Ethan Lester, enduring 999 rejections while he preached piety and purity. Then, I found him in his private prayer room, not praying, but whispering Maria's name to a hyper-realistic sex doll, an exact replica of his adopted sister. My entire marriage was a sham, a shield for his twisted obsession; all his coldness and devotion were just a lie. I didn't play a game; I tried to make a man love me, but discovered he was in love with his sister, and I was just a fool for listening. But when he then harvested my skin for a graft-without my consent-to protect Maria's perfect face after a near-fatal incident he caused, I knew I was truly done. He offered me his body as a 'reward' for my severed flesh, but the disgust was cleansing; it burned away every last shred of my affection. I finally understood; my worth wasn' t tied to his twisted devotion. So, I ripped out my IV, filed the divorce papers he' d unknowingly signed, and stood in his empty mansion: "System, take me home."”
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