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Shattered Party, Fierce Comeback

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 691    |    Released on: 03/07/2025

f they wanted a scene, I would gi

suddenly quiet room. "You all think I'm a th

d out m

ity cameras. We'll have them review the footage from th

s a tiny flicker, but I saw it. She g

lice. It's just a misunderstanding. I probably just mispla

investigation and a potential scandal that could reach the

ed, his voice sharp with warning. "Yo

rried about damage," I said, my t

macked the phone out of my hand. It flew through the air, hitting the marble

yone!" he snarled, his

, took over. I slapped him. Hard. The sound was just a

e you!"

I stumbled backward, losing my balance. My he

n't hit t

e multi-tiered birthday cake, th

ck of my head with both hands, his fingers tangling pai

eet, cloying smell filled my nose and mouth. Cream smeared across my face, blinding me, cl

into the sugary confection, until

bbed from his first slap, my scalp ached where he had grabbed my hair, and my dignity was in tatters, s

, this person my father called a son. His chest

n crying, scared of the blood. My mother, Evelyn, had rushed out. She didn't scold me. She knelt, wiped my tears with her thumb, and cleaned the

was sh

tight, holding him back. He was watching his daughter, covered in cake and blood, be humiliated, and he did nothing. Her hold on him was stronger tha

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Shattered Party, Fierce Comeback
Shattered Party, Fierce Comeback
“My twenty-first birthday party was supposed to be a golden celebration under grand chandeliers at the Sterling mansion. Instead, it became a public spectacle of humiliation orchestrated by my adoptive father, David, and his new "family" -a conniving scholarship student named Melody and her mother, Sarah. The night escalated from a petty accusation of theft to Ryan, my stepbrother, slapping me across the face, then violently shoving my head into my own birthday cake, covering me in frosting and blood. My father, David, the man who raised me, stood by and watched, his silence a louder betrayal than any scream. Sarah and Melody, with their practiced innocence, expertly painted me as the spoiled villain to a room full of gawking guests. How could he let them do this? What had happened to the father I once knew? Covered in cake and tears, I picked up the phone and dialed the one person who would never betray me: my biological mother, Evelyn Sterling, who was supposedly overseas recovering from a serious illness. "Mom," I sobbed, "They hurt me." The next morning, her voice cut through the phone, sharper than any blade: "My recovery is over. It was a test, Chloe. And we have our answer. I' m coming home." The game was over. They had declared war on the wrong queen.”
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