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From Neglect to True Love

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 884    |    Released on: 09/07/2025

touching her cheek delicately. "W

ll of pathetic,

to her side, cooing and comforting

you to the best doctor," David sa

od sugar right in front of him. He hadn't even reached out a h

e swept her up into his arms, his face a grim,

e hospital," he an

face heavy with disappointment.

them listen. I ran out of the bright

ing blocke

ddle of the stone path, its teeth ba

od ran

of that day had never left me. I was deeply, pathologically afraid of dogs. My adoptive parents

seemed their concern for my

og lu

d and fell backward onto the damp grass. Then, more shapes emerged from the dark

. My throat started to clo

lawing at my neck.

e long driveway. The red tail lights disappeared in

e I blacked out, I thought I heard a

ain, sinking in the cold water of the deep end of the poo

lled me out, his arms strong around me. He was my

he didn't save

ched. My arms and legs were wrapped in bandag

rom the next room

ing, her tone dripping with fake concern. "I h

"It's not your fault, dear. Sa

on't worry about

atter what I did, no matter how much I suffered, I

h every move, and walked out of

a small bag, when the do

s expression. But then his gaze landed on the diamond brooch, which I had

hardened

. He snatched the brooch from my hand and walke

into the darknes

ment," he said, as if he were granting me a great fa

o great it had burned itself out, l

said, my voice flat.

r word, his phone rang. H

, coming through the phone. "The nurse is gone. C

voice became gentle, soothing. "Of cou

of my room without anoth

the final blow. I wiped a tear from my cheek, a tear of pure, bitter cla

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From Neglect to True Love
From Neglect to True Love
“For seven years, I lived under the illusion of being loved, enduring the Hayes family' s casual neglect and Daniel' s cold indifference, believing my childhood crush would eventually return my devotion. Then, one night, I saw the truth-Daniel, my fiancé, clutching a silk scarf and whispering his hidden desire for Olivia, his adoptive sister. My seven years of love turned to dust in that instant. Olivia Hayes, the golden child for whom I was merely a placeholder, returned home and immediately orchestrated a public spectacle. She faked an injury, bleeding from a self-inflicted wound, and screamed that I had attacked her, turning the family' s welcome party into a chaotic scene. My adoptive mother, Martha, without a second' s hesitation, slapped me across the face, while Daniel' s eyes were filled with pure disgust. Alone and terrified, I was pursued by aggressive dogs-a cruel, calculated act, as the Hayes family knew my pathological fear. I screamed for help, but Daniel, my adoptive parents, drove away into the darkness, leaving me to fall unconscious, only to wake up alone in a hospital with Olivia' s fake concern and my family' s dismissive voices echoing through the walls. Back home, my last remaining sanctuary, my art studio, was gone, replaced by a dance studio for Olivia. My life' s work, a competition piece, was maliciously destroyed. When I tried to confront Olivia, Daniel violently shoved me, and my adoptive father' s hand connected with my face, leaving me bleeding and broken, my heart shattered into fragments. I had given them everything-my pride, my art, my very being-only to be betrayed and dismissed. How could they be so blind, so cruel, so utterly devoid of love for their real daughter? Why did I have to fight for everything, while Olivia effortlessly received their adoration? With nothing left to lose, I definitively chose to walk away and embrace a new life, a new beginning with Michael Blackwood, the man who had silently loved me all along.”
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