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The Price of Compassion

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 608    |    Released on: 26/06/2025

the sterile hallway

at me, her face a mask

The permanent position

ate. I had the highest performance reviews, the most ove

came out quiet

decision based on compassionate grounds. Your husband, Matthew, he came to us. He explai

band.

in my stomach. It was the same feeling I'd had in my last life,

id off a year later, replaced by a fresh university graduate. I became a housewife, ra

, I

ng husband, holding Nicole's hand. I saw my own child, my swe

y child had said, "She suppor

me, a rage so pure it fe

day, this exact moment. The

this

ghtening. The grief, the shock, it was all st

ce surprisingly steady. "Thank

steps even and controlled. I didn't go hom

to Director Anderson's of

ed up, s

Is everyth

a form on her desk. "I'd l

cal aid program? Gabrielle, this is a two-year assignment in a ve

ware,"

take you hundreds of miles away

the one who felt so strongly about helping som

words hang

aying here, under the circumstances... it would be difficult for everyone. This

m confusion to a dawning, uncomfortable understanding. She

ked up

But anyone who completes it is guaranteed a senior per

sive stroke. "I'll approve the transf

, Director

of victory. My new

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“My world shattered in the sterile hallway of the city hospital. Director Anderson told me the permanent nursing position, my dream job, went to Nicole Chavez. Why? Because my husband, Matthew, had advocated for Nicole, a "struggling single mother," on compassionate grounds. The cold dread that settled in my stomach was utterly familiar; it was the same feeling I had in my last life. In that life, I had gone home, cried, got pregnant, and was later laid off, only to watch my husband hold Nicole' s hand at my funeral and my child call her "mom." A physical rage burned through me, fueled by the memory of utter betrayal. But this time, I wasn' t going home to cry; I was reborn at the exact moment the betrayal began.”
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