Never meant to be

Never meant to be

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When Isabelle's mother, an ambitious socialite, marries for the fourth time, she introduces Isabelle to her new stepfamily. To Isabelle's horror, her new stepbrother is none other than Logan Sinclair—the very boy who tormented her during high school. Seeing him again rekindles all the old fears and resentments. To make matters worse, Isabelle is soon hired as Logan's secretary at Sinclair Enterprises, the megacorporation run by Logan’s father. Isabelle braces for the worst, expecting her nightmare to continue. But instead of cruelty, Logan is calm, professional, and oddly protective of her. Isabelle is torn. The wounds of her past run deep, and the humiliation she endured at his hands isn’t easily forgotten. Can people truly change? Or is Logan just playing a long game, trying to manipulate her emotions once again?

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Unwanted Reunions

The grand hotel loomed before me, its marble stairs bathed in the fading amber of the late afternoon sun. I stepped out of the car, smoothing the folds of my elegant silver gown, wishing I could disappear into the pavement. This celebration had nothing to do with me, even though it was my mother’s wedding dinner.I hadn’t seen her in months, not since she’d called to announce she was marrying for the fourth time, this time to a wealthy businessman, Robert Sinclair. I had only agreed to attend because I knew the alternative was worse: weeks of her relentless guilt trips and scathing remarks about my "ungrateful attitude." So, here I was, bracing myself for a night of fake smiles and shallow congratulations.The grand entrance to the hotel shimmered with chandeliers and luxury. As I walked in, a sinking sensation twisted in my stomach. No matter how many times I was pulled into her world of glitz and glamour, I never quite fit in. My mother, once a minor actress who still clung to the r

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19 Chapters

Unwanted Reunions

The grand hotel loomed before me, its marble stairs bathed in the fading amber of the late afternoon sun. I stepped out of the car, smoothing the folds of my elegant silver gown, wishing I could disappear into the pavement. This celebration had nothing to do with me, even though it was my mother’s wedding dinner.I hadn’t seen her in months, not since she’d called to announce she was marrying for the fourth time, this time to a wealthy businessman, Robert Sinclair. I had only agreed to attend because I knew the alternative was worse: weeks of her relentless guilt trips and scathing remarks about my "ungrateful attitude." So, here I was, bracing myself for a night of fake smiles and shallow congratulations.The grand entrance to the hotel shimmered with chandeliers and luxury. As I walked in, a sinking sensation twisted in my stomach. No matter how many times I was pulled into her world of glitz and glamour, I never quite fit in. My mother, once a minor actress who still clung to the r
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Face to face with my nightmare

Isabelle -"WHAT !" I said aloud.I swallowed back the bile rising in my throat, fighting the urge to flee. I wanted to scream, to run out of the ballroom, to put as much distance between Logan and me as possible. But my mother’s arm held me in place, her nails gently digging into my skin, a silent reminder that I had to play along. To be the dutiful daughter at her perfect wedding dinner.“And Isabelle,” my mother continued, turning to me, her smile still too wide. “Logan is going to be part of our family now. Isn’t that wonderful? I knew you’d be thrilled.”Thrilled. The word hung in the air like a cruel joke. This wasn’t just about enduring a few awkward moments at a dinner party. Logan Sinclair was going to be my stepsister. The boy who had tormented me for years, the source of so many of my insecurities, was now my family !I forced a tight-lipped smile, though my hands were shaking, clasped together to steady myself. “Yes,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “It’s… wonderf
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Meeting the family

Isabelle -The party continued to swirl around me, but I was barely aware of it. The alcohol was starting to hum through my veins, numbing the sharp edges of everything—the embarrassment, the anger, the sheer frustration of seeing Logan Sinclair again. I needed to get away from him, from all of it. The clinking of glasses, the murmured conversations, the sparkling chandeliers above—it all felt like a blur as I stood at the bar, staring into the amber liquid in my glass.The peace didn't last for long, as my mother marched over to me with a look that screamed “Time to meet the family!”.She latched onto my arm like she was afraid I might make a break for it at any second.“Come on, darling, let’s introduce you to everyone!” she said.Before I could even protest, she was dragging me across the ballroom, weaving through clusters of fancy-dressed guests, most of whom I’d never seen before and would, hopefully, never have to see again. The faces blurred together: cousins I’d barely met, se
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Shadows of the Past

I stood there, frozen, my glass of champagne hovering in midair. I could feel my mother’s eager eyes burning into the side of my face, her grip tightening around my arm as if to say, Smile, be grateful!Perfect? Perfect for what, exactly? Working under Logan Sinclair, the guy who had single-handedly made my teenage years a living hell? And not just any job—his secretary?Oh no. Nope. No way.But before I could protest—before I could even think of a half-decent excuse—my mother chimed in with that sugary, sweet voice she used whenever she was trying to convince people we were a perfect, functional family.“Oh, that’s wonderful, Robert! Isn’t it, Isabelle? What a fantastic opportunity!”Opportunity. That word made me want to scream. But instead, I forced the most unconvincing smile of my life; my mouth stretched so tight I thought my face might crack.“Uh… yeah. Great,” I managed, though my voice sounded strained even to my own ears.Logan, who had been standing a few feet away, must’ve
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Manipulation

The smile faltered, just for a split second, before she regained her composure. “What are you talking about? This is an amazing opportunity for you!”“No, it’s not,” I insisted, frustration bubbling up. “I can’t work for him. He... well, we never liked each other back in high school. I can't imagine having to deal with him on a daily basis. It would be too much for me to handle. "She sighed dramatically, as if I were being unreasonable. “Isabelle, that was years ago. You can’t still be holding onto that.”I stared at her in disbelief. “I’m not holding onto it, but that doesn’t mean I want to be his secretary! I’ll find something else, somewhere else. Just… not this.”My mother’s eyes softened slightly, but not in a comforting way. No, this was the calm-before-the-storm look—the one she used when she was about to unleash her patented guilt trip.“Oh, Isabelle,” she sighed, placing her hand on my arm. “I know you’ve had your differences with Logan, but people change. And this job—it’s
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A memory

Logan -I stared at the ceiling, my room cloaked in darkness except for the faint glow of the city lights seeping through the blinds. Sleep wasn’t coming—not tonight. My mind kept circling back to the same thoughts repeatedly. Isabelle.I turned onto my side, hoping that a change in position would somehow trick my brain into shutting off. But no matter how I lay, her face crept back into my mind, her eyes flashing with anger and resentment.I rubbed my face with both hands, frustration gnawing at me. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. I sat up, throwing off the covers. Sleep was impossible. My mind wasn’t letting this go, so I might as well stop pretending.Without really thinking about it, I found myself getting up and walking towards the closet. At the top shelf, buried under some old boxes and a forgotten gym bag, was something I hadn’t touched in years. A diary.I hesitated for a moment, my hand hovering over the dusty stack. Did I really want to go back there? To relive that
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A second chance ?

Logan -I slammed Isabelle's diary shut with a soft thud. My fingers rested on it for a moment, as if closing it would somehow shut out the memories too. But no, the memories were still there, swirling in my mind, sharp and jagged. I rubbed my forehead, trying to push back the headache that was starting to build.Why did I do that? Why was I such a jerk?The question felt like a punch to the gut every time I asked it, and I’d been asking it a lot lately. More than I wanted to admit.I tossed the diary back onto the shelf. Every time I thought I had finally moved past that part of my life, something would pull me back. And now, seeing Isabelle again, it felt like the universe was rubbing my nose in the mistakes I’d made.I hadn’t expected her to be my new stepsister. When my dad said he was remarrying, I figured it would just be another awkward family dinner, some uncomfortable, forced small talk with my father’s latest interest, and then back to my life. I never thought she’d walk thr
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The wedding day

Isabelle -Dear Diary,Tomorrow is my mother’s wedding. Mum’s always loved grand events—the bigger, the better. And while I want to be happy for her, truly, sometimes it’s hard not to feel like a visitor in her world. But for once, tomorrow isn’t about that. It’s about her happiness, her fresh start, and I can respect that. She deserves it.But then… there’s Logan.I still remember the first time I saw him in high school: tall, effortless, and extremely handsome. He was the epitome of everything I wasn’t—popular, confident, and arrogant beyond reason. And God, did he make it his mission to remind me of that?But tomorrow... he’s going to be family, and soon my boss. But I am not that meek girl anymore. I’ve worked hard to become someone I respect. I’ve built myself up from every bruise he left on my confidence and from every cruel joke that made me feel invisible. If Logan Sinclair thinks he can waltz back into my life and keep tormenting me, he has another thing coming.I’ll be civil
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Before the wedding

IsabellaDragging my overstuffed suitcase through the marble-floored hallway, I felt every ounce of its weight as it clattered over the polished surface. The grandeur of the Sinclair mansion was overwhelming, and I’d barely scratched the surface. Towering ceilings adorned with crystal chandeliers, walls lined with expensive artwork that screamed “old money,” and a staircase so grand it looked like it belonged in a period drama—it was all too much. I knew the Sinclairs were rich, but this mansion was the kind of place that made you realize there was rich, and then there was loaded.The guest room assigned to me was nothing short of spectacular. Floor-to-ceiling windows bathed the space in soft light, and the view of the perfectly manicured gardens outside made me feel like I’d stepped into a painting. A massive canopy bed, dressed in plush linens and too many pillows, stood in the center. Gilded furniture and a faint lavender scent gave the room a sense of effortless luxury.I hoved th
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Ghosts from the past

Logan -I watched as she stopped near one of the floral displays, her fingers brushing the edge of her gown as if she wasn’t sure what to do with them. It was a small gesture, almost imperceptible, but it made her seem... human. Like maybe, under all that poise, she was just as overwhelmed by this whole scene as I was."So why is she here?" Trent asked."She, my dad, is marrying her mom," I explained."Holy sh*t! She is your new stepsister!" Trent's eyes widened in surprise as he processed the information."Well, this just got a lot more interesting," he remarked with a mischievous grin."She is not my sister." I clarified, feeling a mix of amusement and annoyance at Trent's reaction. "But yeah, this whole situation just got a lot more complicated."“Are you going to say hi, or are you just going to stand here gawking?” Trent teased, elbowing me.I blinked, snapping out of my trance. “I’m not gawking.”“You so are,” he said with a smirk.Before I could retort, she turned slightly, her
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