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While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her

Katie Oettgen

As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.

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Mia Lawson sighed as she fumbled with her apartment keys, desperately trying to unlock the door after a grueling day at work. The cramped office, endless deadlines, and a particularly frustrating design critique had left her feeling drained. All she wanted now was a quiet evening, a hot shower, and maybe some takeout.

"Just one more minute," she muttered to herself, her fingers finally finding the right key. As the door creaked open, she was greeted by the familiar sight of her small but cozy apartment. The living room, cluttered with art supplies and takeout containers, seemed like a haven of tranquility compared to the chaos of her day.

Just as she was about to collapse onto the couch, there was a knock at the door. Mia frowned, glancing at her watch. "Who could that be at this hour?" she wondered aloud. She hadn't been expecting any visitors.

Opening the door, Mia was met with a curious sight: a man who looked as if he had stepped straight out of a sci-fi novel. He was impeccably dressed in a sleek, tailored suit that seemed to shimmer slightly under the hallway light. His tousled hair and intense blue eyes only added to his enigmatic aura.

"Hi, I'm Liam Carter," he said with a warm, yet oddly formal smile. "I'm your new roommate."

Mia stared at him, her mind struggling to process the situation. "Roommate? I didn't know I was getting a new one."

Liam glanced around the small apartment with a mixture of curiosity and slight apprehension. "There must have been a mix-up with the landlord. I'm supposed to be moving in here."

Mia's eyebrows shot up. "Well, I didn't get any notice about a new roommate. Are you sure this is the right place?"

Liam's smile widened, though there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes. "Absolutely. Though, given the circumstances, I'm not surprised there was some confusion."

Mia couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance. "You know, a little heads-up would have been nice. But, since you're here now, come on in, I guess."

As Liam stepped past her into the apartment, Mia noticed the sleek, silver suitcase he carried. It looked more like a high-tech gadget than a piece of luggage. He began to unpack with practiced efficiency, revealing an assortment of clothes and what appeared to be futuristic gadgets.

"So, Liam," Mia said, trying to make conversation while she helped him carry his bags. "What exactly do you do?"

Liam hesitated for a moment, then replied, "I work in a field that's a bit unconventional. I'd rather keep the details to myself for now."

Mia raised an eyebrow. "Unconventional, huh? Sounds intriguing. And you're sure you're not some secret agent or something?"

Liam chuckled, a sound that was both charming and slightly mysterious. "You could say I have a unique job. But I assure you, there's nothing too extraordinary about it."

As they carried the last of Liam's belongings into the spare room, Mia's curiosity got the better of her. "So, tell me more about this unique job. I mean, if we're going to be living together, I'd like to know what I'm getting into."

Liam smiled wryly. "Let's just say it involves some unusual activities. You might even call it... time-sensitive."

Mia's eyes widened in surprise. "Time-sensitive? Are you telling me you're involved in something like-"

Before she could finish her sentence, a soft beep interrupted them. Liam pulled out a small, sleek device from his suitcase, which emitted a faint, pulsating glow.

"That's my communicator," Liam explained, glancing at the device. "It's a part of my work. I should probably take this."

Mia watched with a mix of fascination and skepticism as Liam walked to a corner of the room, speaking into the device in a language she didn't understand. The more she observed, the more she became convinced that there was something decidedly unusual about her new roommate.

Just as she was about to ask him another question, Liam turned back with a serious expression. "Mia, I need to ask a favor. I know this might sound strange, but I'd like you to keep what you've seen and heard here between us. It's important for my work."

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