Divorcing the Heiress by Mistake

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ia's

strength again, like witnessing the sunrise after a storm.

life-a twitch of the fingers, a flicker of the eyes and th

ight I carried behind every word or the truth I kept b

d he didn't eat. But he let me sit beside him and let me talk about the wea

nce, sometimes he'd mutter a sar

ed at me as if I was the

. Maybe it was the day I caught him staring at the op

dry and reluctant sound, like his soul forgot

and still, he

had moved on from the fallen heir, the once-fav

ds vanished and his fiancée left hi

didn't

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me knew-he was worth saving, eve

sitting upright, his eyes watching

e today," h

ime he ever acknow

prised. "There

most resembled a smirk. "There

ing down the thermos I br

t looked away, pretend

ars had t

about the grumpy old man downstairs who

offered him a spoonful of soup

companionship, gentle heali

made it harder t

ophia C

e man who once rivaled Williams'

with time. I had traded my power suits and signatures for a nurse's uniform, trying to avoid

the heiress to one of the country's largest pharmaceutical empires. No

I was, would

think I p

ve I was trying to spy

o

t my father's door, heart pounding, praying no on

, pretending I was just Sophia, the volu

entle inside.

was fierce and demanding, a fire that burned me from wi

nd him looking out

e leave when you need them

ised by the rawn

es," I w

ten minutes. Then left. Said she c

said, moving to

d, voice low and bitter. "She called once.

for his hand, gently placing mi

ered. "You're still you, W

eyes open. "Why do you come

d through the walls

I believe in second chances. And... because you r

s say thing

e wh

hat it means to

didn't reach my e

ething flickering in his eyes-understa

eable. He was trying now-doing his therapy w

tted it, but I

wrote under a pseudonym. I left it by his bed,

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es

at me. "It'

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or understands how it feels to

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head. "Did y

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have the same sad

y, but inside,

, very closer to the

how much longer

my father's bed, ho

omeone, someone who doesn't even know who I am

es beeped

thered i

know this... loving him is cha

pressing his han

sees me before

oom to find him sitting,

ike a king,

If I am, you're the reason

truck me li

but a nurse walked in, annou

. "Come b

ith my hea

the line between duty

er just helpi

m completely-and it

the truth wo

w if love alone