Chapter 1
Five years ago, Vivienne Carrington was in a car accident trying to save her family and became a vegetable.[]
Five years later, when she finally woke up, everything had changed.[]
Her parents and brother had brought home an adopted daughter–Leona.]
They showered Leona with love. Even Dominic Ashford–her childhood fiancé–treated the girl like she was special.[]
They said they adopted her because they missed Vivienne too much.[]
But Vivienne couldn’t stand it. She insisted they send Leona away.[]
Then disaster struck. On the way to send Leona off, there was a car accident. Her parents and Leona died on the spot.[]
From that day on, her brother Cameron and Dominic turned their love into hatred.[]
They said if she hadn’t forced them to send Leona away, three people wouldn’t have died.[]
They tortured her, made her pay. And she took it all, believing she deserved it.]
Three years later, they’d destroyed her completely. Then came the cancer diagnosis–terminal, with less than a month to live.[]
Stumbling past a hotel in a daze, she saw them through the window.
Her “dead” parents, Cameron, and Dominic, all sitting around a table celebrating Leona’s birthday.[]
Leona wore a crown, grinning like a real princess.[]
And Vivienne stood frozen outside, thunderstruck.[]
Before she could process what she was seeing, she heard Dominic ask Cameron, “Don’t you think Viv’s learned her lesson by now? How long are we gonna keep this up?“[]
Cameron smiled. “Let’s wait until her birthday next month to tell her the truth. A little more pain will teach her never to try getting rid
of Leona again.”
Her mother sighed. “That girl’s always been too stubborn. She won’t learn to accept Leona unless she suffers a bit.“[]
Her father nodded. “After our little death act, she definitely won’t dare go after Leona anymore.“[]
Standing there, her blood ran cold.[]
It was all a lie!
They weren’t dead at all–they’d faked everything just to force her to accept Leona, to make her suffer![]
How sick was that?]
Her own parents, her brother, and Dominic–who’d promised to love her forever–had all played her for a fool. All for some adopted girl!
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But they didn’t know.
She wouldn’t live another month.[]
She’d never make it to their big “reveal!“]
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The happy scene inside was too much to bear. She stumbled away from the hotel, her mind flooded with three years of nightmares.]
Every damn day for three years, she’d lived with crushing guilt.
She’d wake up screaming from dreams of that burning wreck, her parents‘ cries for help, Leona’s terrified eyes staring back at her.[]
So she’d accepted every punishment Dominic and Cameron dished out.[]
She let Dominic choke her night after night, hissing “You killed them.“[]
She let Cameron force her to kneel in the church for three days straight.[]
She let them make her write “I was wrong” over and over until her fingers bled…]
But it was all bullshit![]
She stumbled home, bursting through the door and immediately vomiting blood.[]
In the bathroom, she collapsed over the toilet, blood and tears streaming down her face.[]
Her hands shook as she swallowed painkillers and cleaned up the blood. The door slammed open.[]
“Jesus, I’ve been yelling for you. Who’re you playing dead for?” Cameron stood there, ice–cold. “Trying to skip today’s punishment?“[]
Dominic frowned at her too. “Why the hell are you on the floor?“]
Vivienne didn’t bother looking up. “What’s it gonna be today?“]]
The guys exchanged glances. Dominic said flatly, “Go to North District and get French macarons for Noel.“[]
Vivienne let out a bitter laugh.[]
Noel… Leona…[]
A month after Leona’s “death, “Dominic and Cameron brought home this girl who looked exactly like Leona.[]
Back then, she’d naively thought they’d just found a replacement to ease their grief.[]
Now she got it.[]
Replacement? That was clearly Leona, alive and kicking![]
They’d been too lazy to even change her name properly–just flipped “Leona” around to “Noel“![]
“Fine. I’ll go.“]]
Vivienne had no fight left. She was dying anyway. What was the point to argue more?
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The macaron boutique in North District always had a two–hour line. She stood weakly under the blazing sun, vision going black.
First trip back–Noel whined they were “cold.“[]
Second trip-“too sweet.“]]
Third trip-“ugly shape.”
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Seventh trip. She finally got the “perfect” batch, only to be hit by a scooter on the way home.]
The rider fled. She could only drag her bleeding legs and limp home.[]
“Here.” Vivienne held out the bag to Noel.
“Ahh!” Noel opened the box and screamed. “Blood! There’s ‘blood!“[]
Dominic and Cameron rushed over. Noel immediately threw herself at them, sobbing. “Dom! Cam! If she didn’t want to get them, she could’ve just said so! Why’d she have to be so gross about it?“[]
Seeing the bloodied macarons, both men’s faces darkened.[]
“You did this on purpose?” Dominic demanded coldly.[]
Vivienne leaned weakly against the wall, her legs still throbbing from the accident. “No… got hit by a scooter on the way back. The blood got on them by accident.“[]
“Hit by a scooter?” Cameron sneered and strode over. “Right. And you just walked it off? Do I look stupid to you?“]
He grabbed her wrist. “You wanna lie? Fine. Let’s make it real. Take her out back.“[]
Two bodyguards immediately grabbed Vivienne and dragged her like livestock to the lawn behind the villa. Her knees scraped raw and bloody on the stone path, but nobody cared.[]
On the lawn, Dominic and Cameron were already sitting in that black Maybach, engine purring like a predator.[]
“Dominic, Cameron…” She struggled to push herself up. “I really…“]
Before she could finish, the car shot toward her![]
CRASH!
Agony exploded through every limb. Vivienne went flying like a rag doll, hitting the ground hard several yards away.[]
Blood gushed from her mouth. Everything went black.[]
When she came to, the smell of disinfectant stung her nose.[]
She forced her eyes open. The harsh hospital lights made her dizzy.[]
“How could there be so much blood?” Dominic’s lowered voice drifted from the hallway. “We barely bumped her!“[]
“Yeah,” Cameron sounded bewildered. “We totally controlled the impact.“[]
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The doctor’s weary sigh drifted in. “The patient has terminal cancer. Advanced stage. An impact like that would only accelerate her
death!”
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Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.