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All Chapters of Return of the Broken Heiress: Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

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Rejection

Darla pov“That’s not my baby.” His voice echoed through the room, sharp and cold, slicing through the warm, celebratory atmosphere we’d carefully set up. Everyone went still, and I felt my heart lurch, every beat heavy with disbelief. I stared at him with wide eyes, hoping I’d misheard.“What?” The word barely escaped my lips, a fragile whisper.He didn’t even flinch. “That is not my baby,” he repeated, louder, as if to make sure everyone—his family, all gathered here—would hear. The room seemed to close in on me, and what was supposed to be our happiest moment had turned into a public spectacle.“Do you think you can trap me with this?” His voice was laced with disdain.Trap him?I felt the words hit like stones, disbelief twisting in my stomach. This was Roy, my fiancé, the man I’d been with since college. We’d dreamed together, talked about the beach wedding I’d always wanted, set for three months from now. We had planned a future. He was my first love, the man I’d given everythin

Death

Return of the Broken Heiress/Ataima K

The first thing I noticed was the sterile, sharp smell of antiseptic filling my nostrils as I opened my eyes. White curtains surrounded me, and the dim hum of machines confirmed I was in a hospital.The door creaked open, and a doctor stepped in, his expression somber. I braced myself, fear gripping my chest. “Did anything happen to my baby?” My voice was barely above a whisper.He looked down, a shadow crossing his face. “I’m sorry, miss… but you lost the baby.”The words hit me like a punch to the gut. My heart sank, a heavy, hollow ache settling in. Tears spilled down my cheeks, endless and unstoppable, as the weight of my loss crushed me. It felt as if the world had locked me out, and I couldn’t find the strength to pull myself back in.After a few moments, I managed to choke out, “What about Ethan?” He was the only reason I was alive, even though, at this moment, I wished I hadn’t survived.The doctor’s gaze softened. “He’s unconscious. We’re doing everything we can to help him,

Wedding

Return of the Broken Heiress/Ataima K

I walked down the aisle slowly, my white dress flowing around me like it was made for this moment. It wasn’t a wedding dress, not exactly, but it was close enough to make a statement. I could feel Roy’s glare on me, burning into my skin, but I didn’t care. My heart raced, a voice in the back of my head whispering that this was a terrible idea. But I had lost too much to let him smile over my pain, over the ruin he caused me. As I got closer, I noticed Ethan standing behind Roy, his face unreadable, watching me silently. with a mix of disapproval and disbelief. Then there was Mrs. Claus. Her glare could’ve set me on fire. Her perfectly styled hair and pearl necklace did nothing to soften the fury etched into her face. She looked like she wanted to break me into pieces and toss me out the nearest window. But I didn’t care. I met her gaze head-on, daring her to say something, daring her to stop me. I knew the scene I was about to cause would ripple through this room and beyond. And I