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A Painter's Revenge: Love Redeemed

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 983    |    Released on: 26/08/2025

augh escap

He had pr

I looked across the lobby at him, at the man who was supposed

ng us to get married quickly. "A merger of families is

my heart ache. "No, Mom," he'd said. "I'm marrying Alana because I love

fic date. He had just smiled m

l. A sweet, naive fool. And on t

of relief washed over me. At least I hadn't signed

. "Mr. Avila is so generous," she said to a colleague. "These are cus

ffered me a piece with a kind smile

ake it. I

ht up in his joy, he didn't even s

t in a simple white dress. She stood on her tipt

rm around her, his smile ge

the big celebration? We all want to

ceremony and it will be broadcast globally. I wan

looking every bit the

walked out of

waiting for me, laid out on my bed. The

t downstairs to the firep

fabric, turning it to black ash. I

of my closet. It was filled with every gift Damian had ever given

him once, tracing the silver

"Because you're my sky,

the warmth of his hands. It all f

contents into the fire. The flames roared, c

ast w

ade two calls. The first w

the house," I sa

was to th

he garden," I ordered. "Dig them up. I

ds and knees in the dirt. "Because they're the

anymore, I thought

, profound exhaustion settle over me. I

to be jolted awake by a feeling of bei

ed my e

face inches from mine. His breat

scrambling to the o

ssed. "You're a married man now

he still had a key. I made a mental note to

ng hurt. "Alana, d

tient a little longer. I'll divorce her, I swear.

e, intense love he had always show

he said softly. "

cing shriek came

are you? You promised

have followed him. She m

"If you're going back to her, I'll

s running out of the house, fo

om. They saw the two figures running out of the h

tired for

cks," I said,

ance but didn't ask any questions

ver my head and wille

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A Painter's Revenge: Love Redeemed
A Painter's Revenge: Love Redeemed
“This was my third wedding. Or, it was supposed to be. The white dress felt like a costume for a tragic play I was forced to perform in again and again. My fiancé, Damian Avila, stood beside me, but his hand was gripping the arm of Eileen Brandt, his "fragile" friend. Suddenly, Damian was leading Eileen away from the altar, away from our guests, away from me. But this time was different. He came back, pulled me into his car, and drove me to a remote clearing. There, he tied me to a tree, and Eileen, no longer pale, slapped me. Then, Damian, the man who promised to protect me, hit me, again and again, for upsetting Eileen. He left me tied to the tree, bleeding and alone, in the pouring rain. This wasn't the first time. A year ago, Eileen attacked me at our wedding, and Damian cradled her while I bled. Six months later, she "accidentally" burned my best friend and me, and Damian broke my friend's wrist and then my painting hand to appease Eileen. My career was over. I was left in the woods, shivering, losing consciousness. No. I can't die here. I bit my lip, fighting to stay awake. My parents. Our family business. It was the only thing that kept me holding on. I woke up in a hospital, my mother by my side. My throat was raw, but I had to make a call. I dialed an international number, one I had memorized long ago. "It's Alana Myers," I rasped. "I agree to the marriage. All of my family's assets transferred to your accounts for protection. And you get us out of the country."”
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