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Too Late For Regret: The Surgeon's Comeback

Too Late For Regret: The Surgeon's Comeback

Author: Lorraine
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1098    |    Released on: 29/04/2026

gar smoke filled the depths of her throat. A ringed hand gently tapped a

body. It was a cold, numbing fear. However, something else immediately followed. A pure

ce's eyes s

focused, had shrunk to the size of pinpoints.

, laced with cruel laughter. "Enjoy this 'deep physiotherapy' while you c

st," was squatting beside her knees, holding a

to bone fragments, and she would spend the rest of her life

ot out like a viper, her fingers locking

of bone cracking echo

before any sound could escape, Ariel's other hand slammed into

his soft abdomen with the force of a hammer. The force flung him off the bed, l

nd disbelief. He stared at the woman sitting on the bed, the woman who had j

on the carpet. Her gaze swept across the room, landing on the iron hammer

stood above him, like a predator surveying its wounded prey. H

ely, trying to project his usual authori

. She didn't answer. Instead, with a restrained violenc

ed muffled thuds that e

your skull is harder or the hammer i

mmer and gently placed it on Mickey's skull. The icy coldness of th

w and whispered, colder than the ir

mingling on his face. "I...I don

ell with eve

y managed to utte

-a nauseating mix of love and betrayal. The coldness

she stated, her t

perate to live. "Brittny Gree

best friend. A classic and tragic betrayal, wanting her to live

out his phone. His sweaty thumb was all she needed to unlock it. Her fingers flew across the screen, bringi

ow. You'll g

fast they blurred as she encrypted the file and sent it to a secure, anonymous cloud server. Only then, after expertly erasing h

p, his face filled with te

struck the back of his neck, and he

ge face looked back at her. Beautiful, exquisite, yet u

te a short string of numbers on the bathroom mirror-the

you don't want your bones to shatter into pieces, you'd bet

t wait for

nt, the sounds of a distant party echoing down

stairs. The cold concrete steps led her down, one after another, unti

air stung

e street corner

river asked witho

un-down apartment in an area of ​​the

verly Hills swept across her face. Ariel clenched her fists. Thi

of m

ove into th

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Too Late For Regret: The Surgeon's Comeback
Too Late For Regret: The Surgeon's Comeback
“I was just a struggling actress in Hollywood, desperate for a chance to prove myself. But the people I trusted most pushed me into hell. My boyfriend, Kole, and my best friend, Brittny, drugged me and handed my hotel room key to an abusive, greasy producer. They traded my body just so Kole could secure a movie role. As the producer pinned me to the bed and tore at my clothes, the original me died of sheer, paralyzing terror. I saw the text message on his phone, a gloating confirmation of my ruin. "She's all mine. You'll get your part." I realized the two people I loved most had treated me like a cheap bargaining chip. While I was being assaulted, they were probably celebrating, building their future fame on my absolute destruction. I didn't understand why they would do this. I gave them all my love and loyalty, only to be betrayed and discarded like trash. The sickening mix of love, betrayal, and paralyzing fear should have been the end of my pathetic, helpless life. But instead of breaking, a cold, calculating consciousness awakened inside me. The soul of "Reaper," a legendary underground doctor and ruthless operative, took over this fragile body. I snapped the producer's wrist, collected my blackmail evidence, and walked out into the cold Los Angeles night. This new life is a war, and it's time to make them pay.”