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The Fallen Ugly Girl: Her Epic Comeback

The Fallen Ugly Girl: Her Epic Comeback

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Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 1000    |    Released on: 27/01/2026

es of The Sapphire Club into a river of oil and grime. Emely Cohen stood in the center of it, water soaking throu

ed to pulp. It was a pathetic shield against the elements, and

didn't step out into the rain. She wouldn't dare ruin her blowout. Instead, she leaned against the frame, her eyes s

handkerchief from her clutch and pressed it to her nose, as if Emely's pove

he looked down at her shoes, which were sinking into a puddle of questionab

for a circus attraction. Do you know what the uniform size limit

roat. "Please. My dad... the facto

ly's foot. She reached into her purse and pulled out a pale pink envelope. The

flicker of hope warring w

, you'll do it." Yvonne's smile was a slash of red malice as she held up her phone, dis

as if struck.

the rain. "Take it. It's for Christ Collins. He's at a private pa

t Col

ish, replaced by a vacuum of memory. She reached out, her fingers trembling, and took th

d. "Try not to eat the hor

ity of Emely's dignity. She stood alone in the downpour, staring

summer day that felt like a fever dream-golden, ho

s of swimming. She was sipping lemonade, watching the shimmer of heat rise off the pool d

watching th

pt E

ace, pale and desperate, clawing at the air before slippin

ain could process the danger. She sprinted to th

loating like a halo around his head. He wasn't fighting the water; he

her lungs burning.

wasn't static electricity. It was like grabbing a live wire. Heat,

agging his dead weight. They broke the surface gasping, water streaming from their faces.

gs, his chest heaving. Emely sat back on her

she asked, her

is forehead, dripping into eyes that were an unsettlin

k of his hand and glared at her

stunned. "You

voice was raspy and weak. He pushed himself up, trying to r

argued, her temper flari

, with a sharp jawline that promised a devastating ad

tilting her head up. The contact sent that same strange buzz

red, his eyes dark. "You d

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The Fallen Ugly Girl: Her Epic Comeback
The Fallen Ugly Girl: Her Epic Comeback
“I used to be the "Princess of Cohen Pharmaceuticals," but now I'm just a girl in a soaked coat trying to hide the rolls of fat that came with the stress of my family's bankruptcy. My fiancé, Kody, was the only thing I had left to hold onto. I walked into Kody's office looking for a shred of comfort, but he slid a "Termination of Engagement" form across his mahogany desk instead. He didn't just break up with me; he looked at my size sixteen body with pure disgust and told me I was a liability to his corporate image. Before I could even process the heartbreak, his "secretary" walked in, rubbing her flat stomach and asking about their lunch plans. They had been together for six months-the entire time I was at my father's legal depositions. Kody didn't stop there; he took the keys to the Porsche I bought him, claiming it was a company asset, and drove off with his pregnant mistress, leaving me standing in the gutter. Then my phone rang-my father had collapsed from heart failure, and the hospital refused to operate without a $200,000 deposit because our insurance was frozen. I stood in the hospital lobby, bankrupt, betrayed, and watching my father die through a glass window. Kody had stripped me of everything, and the world was laughing at the "fallen princess." I was desperate, humiliated, and out of options. But I still had one thing left: a black obsidian ring given to me twelve years ago by a boy I saved from drowning. I tracked Christ Collins to a private Hamptons gala, a place where the air smells like old money and dark secrets. He didn't offer me a check; he offered me a sick game. "Swim ten laps in the outdoor pool," he whispered, his eyes icy blue and predatory as a freezing November storm raged outside. "Five million dollars if you finish. Or you can go back and watch your father die." I kicked off my heels and walked toward the frigid water.”