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The night was eerily silent.No wind rustled the trees. No birds cried from the branches. Even the leaves beneath Adrian’s boots felt too quiet, like the forest itself was holding its breath.They had reached the clearing—the place the curse began.The ancient stones circled the edge of a dark, sunken patch of earth. It looked almost like a grave, but it was something older. Older than them. Older than their blood feud. Older than the sins they inherited.Damion stood at the edge of the circle, his body trembling—not from fear, but from anticipation. He wasn’t alone. Adrian, inside the body Damion once called his own, stood opposite him, the moonlight casting a silver glow over his face.“I can’t believe it’s finally happening,” Adrian whispered. “After everything… we’re here.”Damion’s lips twitched into a small, tired smile. “I thought I’d hate the sight of you when this moment came. But now… all I feel is guilt.”Adrian stepped forward. “Don’t. We both made mistakes. I didn’t fight
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(Previously)The moon sat high in the sky like an ancient witness, veiled by slow-moving clouds that pulsed with the rhythm of the cursed forest’s breath. Trees stood tall and silent, not daring to rustle as if the wind had taken an oath of silence. The stillness was unnatural. A world frozen in expectation.Adrian stood at the edge of the sacred altar. Beneath his feet, the moss-draped stones of the Queen’s circle gleamed faintly, pulsing with a glow that beat in time with his heart. But it wasn’t his heart—it was Damion’s. His hands, strong and familiar, trembled faintly. The key, ancient and humming, sat cold in his palm.And then—he felt him.Damion’s body approached from the shadows, but inside it walked a stranger. No longer fragmented or wild, the soul that belonged to Damion moved with quiet purpose.“Adrian…” the voice cracked softly.Adrian turned. Across the altar, Damion now stood in Adrian’s old body. The change was evident, not just in posture, but in the clarity behind
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The rhythm of the monitor pulsed like a heartbeat through the stillness of the hospital room. Outside, the storm that had brewed during the ritual faded to a gentle drizzle, raindrops whispering against the windowpane like prayers carried on the wind.Carmela didn’t move. Couldn’t. Her fingers hovered in the air inches from Damion’s cheek, breath caught in her lungs like a balloon never released. She had heard him—his voice, rough and weak, but real. Alive. Her name had formed on his lips like a promise remembered.He blinked slowly, lashes heavy, as though dragging himself up from the depths of a different world.“Carmela…” he whispered again, eyes unfocused.She fell to her knees beside the bed, the tears already flooding her cheeks before she realized they’d started. “I’m here,” she breathed, catching his hand, cold and limp but tethered to hers now. “You’re here. You’re really here…”Lucas stirred on the other side of the room, still weak from his earlier injury. He rubbed the bac
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The rain outside had calmed to a soft mist by morning. The filtered gray light from the clouds pushed through the tall hospital windows, casting a pale silver glow across the quiet room.Damion lay in the bed, awake, staring at the ceiling—not lost in some supernatural war anymore, not caught between life and death—but present. Real. Human.Carmela sat beside him, her fingers gently tracing over his as if grounding herself in the truth. For the first time in what felt like forever, there were no rituals, no keys, no curses. Just breath. Just stillness. Just them.“You haven’t said anything in a while,” she murmured.“I’m afraid if I speak too soon,” he said, his voice hoarse but steady, “it might all disappear.”She smiled softly. “You’re not dreaming.”“Feels like I am.” He turned his head to look at her. “You’re here. And I’m not… cursed or possessed or running through a forest like a lunatic.”She chuckled—just a little. “No. Just emotionally wrecked, mildly traumatized, and defini
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SynopsisIsabelle Everett's perfect life crumbles when her billionaire husband, Damion Ryder, serves her divorce papers on their anniversary. Betrayal, heartbreak, and deceit propel her into a six-year journey of self-discovery.Now, with secrets exposed and old flames rekindled, Isabelle must choose between the man who broke her heart or her high school sweetheart, the one who's always loved her but has an ulterior motive. Will forgiveness transform their lives, or will the past destroy their future?Chapter 1 “I have something for you,” Damion says, his voice cutting through the chatter and laughter surrounding us. I turn to face him, my heart skipping a beat. The celebration is grand—golden lights casting their warm glow, guests mingling, a symphony playing softly in the background. But none of that matters now. All I see is Damion, holding an envelope with a look so unreadable it sends a chill down my spine. “Happy anniversary,” I whisper, forcing a smile, hoping for even a f
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I close the door to our—no, his—bedroom, the sound echoing through the empty halls like the final note of a funeral march. The weight of the evening presses down on me, suffocating and inescapable. My fingers tremble as I reach for the suitcase at the foot of the bed, the one I hadn’t touched since our honeymoon. How ironic that it would be the last witness to this chapter of my life. The room still carries traces of us: the silk sheets tangled from restless nights, the scent of his cologne lingering in the air like an uninvited memory. Every detail feels like a cruel joke, mocking me with what I’ve lost. I stand in the center, numb, trying to process what just happened downstairs. Kaia’s mocking smile, her possessive arm around Damion’s waist, the way he didn’t even flinch when she kissed him in front of everyone. It wasn’t just betrayal—it was annihilation, a public declaration that I was nothing. I sit on the edge of the bed, my hands fisting the fabric of my dress, now w
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The sterile smell of antiseptic bites at my nose as I rush down the hospital hallway, my suitcase trailing behind me like a shadow. The weight of last night hangs heavily on my chest, pressing down with every step, threatening to crush me. My mother’s text is etched in my mind, the urgent call pulling me from one heartbreak and into another. When I reach the reception, I spot Dr. Mensah. His expression is grim as he steps out of my mother’s room, and my stomach twists. “Dr. Mensah,” I gasp, my voice thin with exhaustion. “How is she?” He looks at me for a moment, the furrow in his brow deepening. “Isabelle, I’m glad you came quickly. Your mother’s condition is worsening. We need to increase her treatment regimen, but that also means higher costs.” The room tilts, the weight of his words crashing into me. “I understand,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady. “But what about the funding from my—” I stop, the words catching in my throat. “From Damion? The arrangement we had sh
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The hum of the elevator fills the silence between us, a tangible reminder of the chasm that has grown between our lives. We say nothing to each other. The silence is thick, oppressive, almost suffocating. I keep my eyes fixed on the illuminated floor numbers, counting them like seconds ticking down to some inevitable conclusion. Each ding echoes with memories I’d rather forget. Damion stands behind me, his presence looming like a shadow. The air seems to thicken with every passing moment, weighted down by all the words we’ll never say. I want to speak, to break the tension, but my throat is dry, and my palms are clammy with sweat. My heart races, my body betraying the panic I’m trying so desperately to suppress. Suddenly, the elevator jolts. The lights flicker as it slows abruptly, sending me stumbling backward. Before I can regain my footing, strong arms wrap around me, steadying me against the hard line of his chest. His touch burns through the fabric of my blouse, warm and
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Kaia stood in the grand sitting room of Damion’s mansion, her manicured nails tapping lightly against the phone in her hand. The room was silent, save for the faint ticking of the antique clock on the mantle. Her lips curled into a sly smile as she dialed a familiar number. The line rang twice before a deep, authoritative voice answered, “Kaia.” “Mr. Ryder,” Kaia purred, her voice smooth and controlled. “I was just thinking about you.” “Is everything under control?” Damion’s father, Walter Ryder, asked, his tone clipped and impatient. Kaia sauntered to the window, glancing out at the sprawling estate. “Of course. You doubt me?” “I don’t doubt you,” Walter replied, though there was a note of skepticism in his voice. “I just know how… unpredictable Damion can be. I need assurance that he’s staying focused.” Kaia’s smile widened. “Oh, he’s focused, all right. He’s exactly where we need him—wrapped around my finger. He’s been so busy trying to prove himself to you that he ha
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The cold night air wrapped around me as I stepped out of the mansion, my chest heaving with every breath. Tears streamed freely down my face, blurring the world into a haze of muted lights and shadows. Damion’s voice cut through the air behind me, sharp and desperate. “Isabelle, wait!” he shouted, his footsteps echoing as he followed me. “Don’t just walk away!” I spun around, my vision clouded with anger and heartbreak. “Walk away? What else is there to do, Damion? You’ve taken everything from me. My trust, my money, my dignity! What more do you want?” He stopped in his tracks, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. “I didn’t mean for it to be like this.” “Didn’t mean for it to be like this?” I laughed bitterly, my voice cracking. “You planned this! You and Kaia and that vile man—Lionel! You schemed and lied and used me. And now you’re acting like the victim?” His jaw tightened, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of regret in his eyes. But then his voice har
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Lionel strolled further into the courtyard, his confidence filling the tense silence. His dark suit was immaculate, his eyes glinting with satisfaction as they darted between Damion, Kaia, and me. I froze, every nerve in my body screaming for answers as I tried to steady my breath. “Well,” Lionel drawled, clapping his hands slowly, “it seems the little charade has reached its climax. Bravo, Damion. Bravo, Kaia. Truly, an award-winning performance.” I turned to Damion, my heart hammering in my chest. “What is he talking about? Charade? Damion, tell me this isn’t true.” Damion’s lips parted, but no words came out. His jaw tightened, and he looked away, the silence damning. Lionel smirked, stepping closer. “Oh, come now, Damion. Don’t leave her in suspense. She deserves to hear the truth after all she’s done for you.” He shifted his gaze to me, his voice dripping with mock sympathy. “You see, Isabelle, this wasn’t about saving Damion. It was never about his so-called ‘danger.’
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Chapter 10 I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at my phone. The message from Kaia felt like a reminder of how much I hated her, but it was also laced with relief: “Damion is back home. The money helped, and we’re grateful for everything. Thought you’d want to know.” I reread it, trying to decipher her tone. Was she gloating? Sincere? I couldn’t tell. But one thing was certain—Damion was safe. And despite everything, a part of me still needed to see him, to hear it from him. Grabbing my coat, I hurried out the door. The streets were quiet as I drove toward the mansion. My heart pounded harder with every mile, uncertainty gnawing at me. What would I say? Would he thank me? Apologize for all the pain he’d caused? I shook my head, pushing the thoughts away. This wasn’t about me. It was about knowing I’d done the right thing. The Ryder mansion loomed ahead, its towering gates standing wide open. Strange. The house seemed unusually quiet, the lights spilling out from the window
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The café’s quiet hum is shattered as the two men in dark suits step forward, their commanding presence immediately drawing all eyes. Their expressions are cold and impassive, their movements deliberate as they approach Damion. He stiffens, his jaw clenching, but he doesn’t move. “Mr. Damion Ryder,” the taller man announces, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the air. “You are being detained under orders from Mr. Lionel Grayson for unpaid debts totaling $85 million. You will be held in custody until the matter is resolved or payment is made in full.” My breath catches. Eighty-five million dollars? The figure rings in my ears like a death knell. My gaze snaps to Damion, whose expression hardens, though his hands twitch at his sides as if fighting the urge to lash out. “This is a mistake,” Damion says, his voice sharp but steady. “Grayson knows I’m working on it. I just need more time.” The shorter man steps forward, pulling out a pair of handcuffs. “Time’s up, Mr. Ryder.
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I clench my fists, the receipt burning a hole in my pocket. “What are you doing here?” I snap, my voice shaking with barely restrained fury. She raises an eyebrow, stepping closer. “I live here now, Isabelle. Didn’t Damion tell you?” The air leaves my lungs. She lives here? The realization hits me like a tidal wave. Damion hadn’t just moved on—he’d replaced me, piece by piece, with the woman who had been scheming with him all along. “Get out of my way,” I hiss, my voice low and dangerous. Kaia doesn’t budge. Her smirk widens as she leans in, her voice a whisper. “You should really learn to pick your battles, Izzy. Damion always wins.” Her words are like a slap, but I refuse to let her see me falter. I shove past her, slamming the door behind me as I step into the crisp morning air. My legs tremble as I make my way to the car, but my mind is racing. This isn’t over. Not by a long shot. As I drive away, my phone buzzes on the passenger seat. I glance at the screen, my he
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Robert interjects, his voice firm. “That is absurd, Mr. Ryder. The trust clearly states the funds are to be equally divided between Isabelle and yourself, with her receiving control once the marriage is dissolved.” Damion turns his icy gaze on Robert. “I’ve been the one ensuring this inheritance didn’t fall apart under poor management. Isabelle’s been out of the loop for years. I’ve earned this share.” My hands tremble, and I slam them against the table. “You’re unbelievable! You’ve been using this money to control us, to control me. And now you want ninety percent? No. Absolutely not.” Damion doesn’t flinch, his lips curling into a faint smirk. “Then perhaps you should come by the house tomorrow and finish collecting your things. There’s no need to prolong this any further.” I freeze again, his words slicing through me. Of course—my things were still in his house. Clothes, books, pieces of my life I’d left behind in the chaos of our separation. This was because, I didn’t wa
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The rain pounds against the pavement as I stand on the edge of the street, my body drenched and trembling. My phone slips from my numb fingers, hitting the ground with a soft thud. The words from the hospital still echo in my mind: “Your mother has just passed away.” A sob tears through my chest, raw and uncontrollable, blending with the relentless downpour. The world around me feels blurred and meaningless. First Damion, now this—how much more can I lose before there’s nothing left of me? I drop to my knees, the cold water soaking through my clothes as my fingers fumble to pick up my phone. I clutch it tightly, my breaths shallow and panicked. Somewhere in the haze of my thoughts, a sliver of resolve flickers to life. I can’t fall apart here—not in front of Damion’s building, not with Kaia’s smug face probably watching from a window. My mother wouldn’t have wanted me to crumble. I need to go to her—to say goodbye, even if it’s too late. The cab ride to the hospital feels li
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The hallway is quiet, the hum of computers and low conversations giving way to the evening exodus as employees file out for the day. The silence stretches, interrupted only by the occasional sound of footsteps fading into the distance. I clutch the strap of my purse tighter, my heartbeat drumming a wild rhythm. Each step toward Damion’s office feels heavier than the last, my nerves tangling into knots. I shouldn’t be here, sneaking past his assistant’s empty desk, but the urgency in my chest won’t let me wait any longer. The golden light of sunset filters through the high windows, casting long, fractured shadows across the polished floor. I reach the door, already ajar, and push it open just enough to slip inside. The sight before me freezes me in place. Kaia stands close to Damion, her smile sharp as she leans toward him, her fingers brushing his tie with the ease of someone who has practiced the gesture countless times. Their faces are inches apart, and the easy familiarit
