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Return of the Broken Heiress 7
EthanThe night sky is unusually bright tonight, stars scattered across the vast darkness like tiny beacons, but I find no comfort in them. My study is quiet, save for the low hum of my computer screen glaring at me, the cursor blinking on a blank document I haven’t touched in hours.I lean back in my chair, rubbing my temples. My thoughts are a puzzle, tangled in things I should have let go of long ago. But no matter how much time passes, no matter how much I try to push it all away, it lingers. That feeling. That loss. That regret.With a sigh, I push back from my desk and walk toward the couch in the center of the room. I sink into it, resting my head on the top while propping my feet up on the coffee table. Maybe if I close my eyes, I can finally shut it all out.But then my phone buzzes.I don’t reach for it immediately. I let it vibrate against the couch cushion, the noise breaking the silence of the room. Eventually, I glance over, and the screen lights up with a name I haven’t
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Return of the Broken Heiress 8
DarlaRevenge is a slow burn, a fire that starts in the pit of your stomach and spreads until it consumes you whole. People warn against it, say it will rot you from the inside out, but what they don’t tell you is how exhilarating it feels. The rush. The satisfaction. The raw power of watching the people who wronged you crumble beneath the weight of their own sins.I never knew how intoxicating it could be—until tonight.The way their expressions twisted, shifting from shock to anger, and finally settling into pure hatred. At least, hers did.Esther.God, she hates me. It’s written all over her perfectly made-up face, hidden beneath layers of artificial charm. The way she clutched Roy’s arm, fingers digging into his sleeve like I was a ghost that had come back to haunt her. And maybe I was. Maybe I wanted to be.I can’t stand her.Not just because she married my fiancé, but because she stole the life I was supposed to have. The love. The family I had envisioned. She walked in and took
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Return of the Broken Heiress 9
DarlaThe shrill ringing of my alarm clock crashes into my skull like a hammer against glass. A groan escapes my lips as I blindly reach for my phone on the dresser, my fingers fumbling until they close around it. The moment my eyes focus on the screen, my heart nearly stops.9:12 AM.I bolt upright, the sudden movement sending a violent pulse of pain through my skull. Shit. Shit. Shit. My meeting is at 10 AM. How could I have let this happen? I was supposed to wake up early, prepare myself, go over my notes one last time—but instead, I drowned myself in alcohol like an idiot, fully aware of what was waiting for me in the morning.A wave of nausea washes over me, my head spinning so intensely it feels like the room is tilting. I squeeze my temples as if that will somehow hold my brain together. This is what you get, Darla. This is what you get for drinking yourself into oblivion.Gritting my teeth, I force myself to stand. The floor feels uneven beneath me, but I push forward, stumbli
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Ethan POV:My knuckles had turned red the moment I stepped out of the car, my fingers clenched so tightly that the veins beneath my skin protruded like strained cables. I flexed my hand absently, trying to shake the tension away, but it was pointless. It was embedded too deep.The car ride was mortifying, the low hum of conversation between John and Carlo barely registering in my mind. Their voices melded into the background, mere noise compared to the chaos raging inside my head.Darla.She was right there. Right in front of me. And yet, the moment our eyes met, she turned and ran. As if I were something to be avoided. As if I were nothing. How many fucking times was she going to keep running from me.I exhaled sharply, my jaw tightening. I could never forget that face—those eyes, the way her lips parted in that fleeting second before she bolted like a coward. My chest burned with something I didn’t want to name.Anger?Frustration?Pain?I swallowed hard, my pulse pounding as I tri
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Roy’s POV“What’s on your mind, buddy?”King’s voice cut through my thoughts, but I barely registered it. His beer bottle clinked softly against the table as he leaned back into his chair, watching me.It was already past three in the afternoon, and I was on my third bottle—maybe fourth. I wasn’t even sure anymore.I thought coming here—having a few drinks with the boys—would help clear my head. It didn’t.We were sitting in the VIP section of Rooftop Bar, a place I had been to countless times before, but today, it felt suffocating. The blue fluorescent lights flickered every few seconds, casting shadows across the table, matching the haze in my mind. The thick, drawn curtains blocked out any sunlight, making it impossible to tell whether it was day or night.A fitting atmosphere for the way I felt inside.I had to get her out of my head.But I couldn’t.Darla.From the minute she crashed my anniversary, I hadn’t been able to think of anything else.Her voice.Her words.The way she l
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DarlaIt’s been four years.Four years since I left this place, since I walked away from everything. Four years since I boarded that plane, carrying nothing but heartbreak, regret, and the weight of a past I couldn’t face.Now, I’m back.The moment I step out of the plane, the cold air wraps around me like an old friend. Almost comforting. The sharp breeze stings against my skin, but I welcome it. I breathe it in, deep and slow, letting the chill seep into my bones.I never thought I’d come back. Not after everything. Not after the way I left.But I had to.There are things I left behind—unfinished business, ghosts that refuse to rest. And I am more than capable of dealing with them now.People always say revenge is dangerous. That it’s a poison, a fire that consumes everything in its path, including the one who wields it. They warn you about how demanding it is, how it strips away your soul piece by piece.But what they don’t tell you—what no one ever admits—is how thrilling it is.H
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DarlaIt’s been four years.Four years since I left this place, since I walked away from everything. Four years since I boarded that plane, carrying nothing but heartbreak, regret, and the weight of a past I couldn’t face.Now, I’m back.The moment I step out of the plane, the cold air wraps around me like an old friend. Almost comforting. The sharp breeze stings against my skin, but I welcome it. I breathe it in, deep and slow, letting the chill seep into my bones.I never thought I’d come back. Not after everything. Not after the way I left.But I had to.There are things I left behind—unfinished business, ghosts that refuse to rest. And I am more than capable of dealing with them now.People always say revenge is dangerous. That it’s a poison, a fire that consumes everything in its path, including the one who wields it. They warn you about how demanding it is, how it strips away your soul piece by piece.But what they don’t tell you—what no one ever admits—is how thrilling it is.H
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DarlaIt’s been four years.Four years since I left this place, since I walked away from everything. Four years since I boarded that plane, carrying nothing but heartbreak, regret, and the weight of a past I couldn’t face.Now, I’m back.The moment I step out of the plane, the cold air wraps around me like an old friend. Almost comforting. The sharp breeze stings against my skin, but I welcome it. I breathe it in, deep and slow, letting the chill seep into my bones.I never thought I’d come back. Not after everything. Not after the way I left.But I had to.There are things I left behind—unfinished business, ghosts that refuse to rest. And I am more than capable of dealing with them now.People always say revenge is dangerous. That it’s a poison, a fire that consumes everything in its path, including the one who wields it. They warn you about how demanding it is, how it strips away your soul piece by piece.But what they don’t tell you—what no one ever admits—is how thrilling it is.H
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DarlaIt’s been four years.Four years since I left this place, since I walked away from everything. Four years since I boarded that plane, carrying nothing but heartbreak, regret, and the weight of a past I couldn’t face.Now, I’m back.The moment I step out of the plane, the cold air wraps around me like an old friend. Almost comforting. The sharp breeze stings against my skin, but I welcome it. I breathe it in, deep and slow, letting the chill seep into my bones.I never thought I’d come back. Not after everything. Not after the way I left.But I had to.There are things I left behind—unfinished business, ghosts that refuse to rest. And I am more than capable of dealing with them now.People always say revenge is dangerous. That it’s a poison, a fire that consumes everything in its path, including the one who wields it. They warn you about how demanding it is, how it strips away your soul piece by piece.But what they don’t tell you—what no one ever admits—is how thrilling it is.H
Return of the Broken Heiress 15
DarlaIt’s been four years.Four years since I left this place, since I walked away from everything. Four years since I boarded that plane, carrying nothing but heartbreak, regret, and the weight of a past I couldn’t face.Now, I’m back.The moment I step out of the plane, the cold air wraps around me like an old friend. Almost comforting. The sharp breeze stings against my skin, but I welcome it. I breathe it in, deep and slow, letting the chill seep into my bones.I never thought I’d come back. Not after everything. Not after the way I left.But I had to.There are things I left behind—unfinished business, ghosts that refuse to rest. And I am more than capable of dealing with them now.People always say revenge is dangerous. That it’s a poison, a fire that consumes everything in its path, including the one who wields it. They warn you about how demanding it is, how it strips away your soul piece by piece.But what they don’t tell you—what no one ever admits—is how thrilling it is.H
Return of the Broken Heiress 14
DarlaIt’s been four years.Four years since I left this place, since I walked away from everything. Four years since I boarded that plane, carrying nothing but heartbreak, regret, and the weight of a past I couldn’t face.Now, I’m back.The moment I step out of the plane, the cold air wraps around me like an old friend. Almost comforting. The sharp breeze stings against my skin, but I welcome it. I breathe it in, deep and slow, letting the chill seep into my bones.I never thought I’d come back. Not after everything. Not after the way I left.But I had to.There are things I left behind—unfinished business, ghosts that refuse to rest. And I am more than capable of dealing with them now.People always say revenge is dangerous. That it’s a poison, a fire that consumes everything in its path, including the one who wields it. They warn you about how demanding it is, how it strips away your soul piece by piece.But what they don’t tell you—what no one ever admits—is how thrilling it is.H
Return of the Broken Heiress 13
DarlaIt’s been four years.Four years since I left this place, since I walked away from everything. Four years since I boarded that plane, carrying nothing but heartbreak, regret, and the weight of a past I couldn’t face.Now, I’m back.The moment I step out of the plane, the cold air wraps around me like an old friend. Almost comforting. The sharp breeze stings against my skin, but I welcome it. I breathe it in, deep and slow, letting the chill seep into my bones.I never thought I’d come back. Not after everything. Not after the way I left.But I had to.There are things I left behind—unfinished business, ghosts that refuse to rest. And I am more than capable of dealing with them now.People always say revenge is dangerous. That it’s a poison, a fire that consumes everything in its path, including the one who wields it. They warn you about how demanding it is, how it strips away your soul piece by piece.But what they don’t tell you—what no one ever admits—is how thrilling it is.H
Return of the Broken Heiress 12
DarlaIt’s been four years.Four years since I left this place, since I walked away from everything. Four years since I boarded that plane, carrying nothing but heartbreak, regret, and the weight of a past I couldn’t face.Now, I’m back.The moment I step out of the plane, the cold air wraps around me like an old friend. Almost comforting. The sharp breeze stings against my skin, but I welcome it. I breathe it in, deep and slow, letting the chill seep into my bones.I never thought I’d come back. Not after everything. Not after the way I left.But I had to.There are things I left behind—unfinished business, ghosts that refuse to rest. And I am more than capable of dealing with them now.People always say revenge is dangerous. That it’s a poison, a fire that consumes everything in its path, including the one who wields it. They warn you about how demanding it is, how it strips away your soul piece by piece.But what they don’t tell you—what no one ever admits—is how thrilling it is.H
Return of the Broken Heiress 11
Roy’s POV“What’s on your mind, buddy?”King’s voice cut through my thoughts, but I barely registered it. His beer bottle clinked softly against the table as he leaned back into his chair, watching me.It was already past three in the afternoon, and I was on my third bottle—maybe fourth. I wasn’t even sure anymore.I thought coming here—having a few drinks with the boys—would help clear my head. It didn’t.We were sitting in the VIP section of Rooftop Bar, a place I had been to countless times before, but today, it felt suffocating. The blue fluorescent lights flickered every few seconds, casting shadows across the table, matching the haze in my mind. The thick, drawn curtains blocked out any sunlight, making it impossible to tell whether it was day or night.A fitting atmosphere for the way I felt inside.I had to get her out of my head.But I couldn’t.Darla.From the minute she crashed my anniversary, I hadn’t been able to think of anything else.Her voice.Her words.The way she l
Return of the Broken Heiress 10
Ethan POV:My knuckles had turned red the moment I stepped out of the car, my fingers clenched so tightly that the veins beneath my skin protruded like strained cables. I flexed my hand absently, trying to shake the tension away, but it was pointless. It was embedded too deep.The car ride was mortifying, the low hum of conversation between John and Carlo barely registering in my mind. Their voices melded into the background, mere noise compared to the chaos raging inside my head.Darla.She was right there. Right in front of me. And yet, the moment our eyes met, she turned and ran. As if I were something to be avoided. As if I were nothing. How many fucking times was she going to keep running from me.I exhaled sharply, my jaw tightening. I could never forget that face—those eyes, the way her lips parted in that fleeting second before she bolted like a coward. My chest burned with something I didn’t want to name.Anger?Frustration?Pain?I swallowed hard, my pulse pounding as I tri
Return of the Broken Heiress 9
DarlaThe shrill ringing of my alarm clock crashes into my skull like a hammer against glass. A groan escapes my lips as I blindly reach for my phone on the dresser, my fingers fumbling until they close around it. The moment my eyes focus on the screen, my heart nearly stops.9:12 AM.I bolt upright, the sudden movement sending a violent pulse of pain through my skull. Shit. Shit. Shit. My meeting is at 10 AM. How could I have let this happen? I was supposed to wake up early, prepare myself, go over my notes one last time—but instead, I drowned myself in alcohol like an idiot, fully aware of what was waiting for me in the morning.A wave of nausea washes over me, my head spinning so intensely it feels like the room is tilting. I squeeze my temples as if that will somehow hold my brain together. This is what you get, Darla. This is what you get for drinking yourself into oblivion.Gritting my teeth, I force myself to stand. The floor feels uneven beneath me, but I push forward, stumbli
Return of the Broken Heiress 8
DarlaRevenge is a slow burn, a fire that starts in the pit of your stomach and spreads until it consumes you whole. People warn against it, say it will rot you from the inside out, but what they don’t tell you is how exhilarating it feels. The rush. The satisfaction. The raw power of watching the people who wronged you crumble beneath the weight of their own sins.I never knew how intoxicating it could be—until tonight.The way their expressions twisted, shifting from shock to anger, and finally settling into pure hatred. At least, hers did.Esther.God, she hates me. It’s written all over her perfectly made-up face, hidden beneath layers of artificial charm. The way she clutched Roy’s arm, fingers digging into his sleeve like I was a ghost that had come back to haunt her. And maybe I was. Maybe I wanted to be.I can’t stand her.Not just because she married my fiancé, but because she stole the life I was supposed to have. The love. The family I had envisioned. She walked in and took
