Fated Love, Unwritten Endings

Chapter 2

Word Count: 899 | Released on: 18/08/2025

hts, my mind a whirlwind of plans and checklists. Caleb never came back. I hadn

first time in three years, I let him go wi

. I showered, dressed, and had a small breakfast alone at the

verance package and sent them on their way. Only my old family butler, M

is expression worried. "Miss Jaliyah, are y

I said gently. "I won't

ness my strange behavior, no chefs to question m

hands. "But who wil

velope from my purse. "I need you to do one last thing for me. Please deliver this to

s eyes filled with con

novel. I framed it as an escape from a dangerous, obsessive relationship that I feared would end badly. I explained my plan to fake my death, to start

re fixtures in this city. Their sudden disappearance would trigger a massive investigation, far bigger than that of a single l

a path I had

the next phase of my plan. I dealt with my own affairs quickly, t

ment in Queens that I had arranged and paid for. She was a sweet w

hug. "Jaliyah, dear! W

telling me I looked pale. And then, as always, she

Caleb finally going to get married? I'm not getting any

that was never in the cards for me. In the novel, Caleb propos

a smile. I knew Caleb loved his grandmother m

e's just... proud. That start you two had, with the money... it wasn

she wanted to see. But I knew the truth. Ca

placed it in her hand. "Nana, I need you to give this to Caleb. It's some money I'd se

s destined to build, would make him think of me with some small amoun

t me, her brow furrowed with concern. "Jaliyah,

, standing up. "I'm just going

p? To

ld, familiar voice cut thro

think you're g

. Caleb was standing there,

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“For three years, I paid millions to have Caleb Mitchell as my boyfriend. I funded his sister's experimental cancer treatment, and in return, the brilliant, proud student played the part of my loving companion. He resented being bought, but I was foolish enough to fall in love with him. That foolishness ended two months ago, after a fall from a horse left me with a concussion. I woke up with the horrifying knowledge that my entire life was a lie-I was just the villainess in a novel, a footnote in a story about him. In this story, Caleb was the hero, destined to reunite with his true love, Frances. I was the obstacle he had to overcome. My pre-written fate was to go mad with jealousy, try to destroy them, and end up ruined and dead. I thought it was a hallucination until the plot began to unfold. The final proof was the vintage watch I spent months restoring for his birthday. A week later, he gave it to Frances, telling her it was just some old trinket he'd found. According to the script, seeing that watch on her wrist was supposed to make me fly into a hysterical rage, sealing my tragic fate. But I refuse to follow their story. If the villainess is destined for a tragic end, then this villainess will simply disappear from the book altogether. I slid a black credit card across the polished desk. "I want to be declared dead," I told the man who specialized in new beginnings. "Lost at sea. No body."”