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“Miss Sophie…” The doctor’s voice softened, but it only made the dread settle deeper into my bones as I waited for whatever he had to say.The suspense killing me with every passing moment.“Your bone marrow isn’t producing enough blood cells anymore. It’s getting worse by the day, and we have very limited options for treatment here, so—”I raised a hand, cutting him off as I leaned forward, dragging in a shaky breath.“You’re saying I can’t be treated? After everything?” My voice came out louder than I intended, trembling at the edges as tears slid down the corner of my eyes, “I'm supposed to just sit here, take all those pills you prescribed, and wait for death? Is that it?”My heart slammed violently against my ribs, each beat louder than the last as I tried to force oxygen down my lungs.No. No, that couldn’t be it.My fingers trembled in my lap, my thoughts spiraling straight to my child.There was no way! I couldn’t die. I refuse that!What would happen to my son? My husband? Th

SOPHIEThis man? I don't want him anymore. He was tainted.And I was going to make this divorce happen.After a little while, my vision became clearer and while pain shot throughout my body, I stood up anyway.I walked to my room after gathering the documents, my purse, and my phone, also grabbing the first aid kit to treat my wound.I was just wiping off the blood when my phone suddenly started ringing. Staring at the caller ID, I realized it was Francesca, my best friend.“Hey, love.” I said immediately the line went through.“Oh my pretty princess. How are you doing? How was the doctor's appointment?” Her voice sounded… flowery, like always, and I couldn't help but smile at that.“All good.”It wasn't good. Not at all.My life was hanging on a thread and it could snap off at any moment but… she didn't need to know that. At least not over the phone.“Apparently, I need to get treatment. Specialized. The kind the best doctors here couldn't even handle.” I dropped the information like

DOMINICI always wondered what Sophie Laurent’s first words to me would be when she finally spoke to me personally after seven years.But contrary to what I imagined, they weren’t recognition.They were—“I can’t breathe.”A harsh cough tore through the speaker just as I pushed open the doors to Hayes’ estate.“Sophie.” My voice came out low and sharp as I glanced around. “Where are you?”“The…the stairs…” Another cough. Weak. Broken. “Blood…”My eyes snapped upward immediately and there she was, curled on the floor just beside the raikings like she no longer had the strength to move.From here, I could see the trails of blood as it seemed she had been struggling to go up.Before letting myself think, my feet ascended the stairs, barely hearing the sound of my own footsteps over the pounding in my head.By the time I reached her, blood had already smeared across her trembling fingers and the front of her clothes.Her face was pale, almost white like she had been drained of blood.“So

SOPHIEWhen I opened my eyes again, the wrong Laurent brother was seated right beside my bed. I blinked repeatedly, a constant ringing in my head totally refusing to go away disoriented me further. I took in my surroundings in one go. White walls, a beeping machine, some needles connected to the vein of my hand. The hospital.I had survived. I didn't die, at least not yet.“Dominic?" I tilted my head a bit to get a clearer view as he stared at me, his bloodstained sleeves rolled up."You're awake.” He simply stated, taking his seat.How…how is he here? And where is Ces—Hold on. I called him. It wasn't Cesca. I called Dominic Laurent, Hayes' elder brother and the one everyone feared not to disturb.First off, how did I even have his phone number?“What…happened to me?” I carefully asked, turning to the nurse who was attaching a drip fluid."You were poisoned.” I turned to him immediately. He looked bored, pokerfaced, almost tired of the fact that he was here, dealing with this.