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A Ghost To Him, A Queen Within

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1002    |    Released on: Today at 18:54

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wn voice bounced off the bathroom

ink and shoved the handle up, turn

washing away the blood. The sharp, biting physical pain was exactly what I needed. It shocked my

. I scrubbed away the tear tracks. I washed away the weakness, the

cealer. With practiced, mechanical precision, I da

ed the art of hiding my pain so Josiah would never find me "trouble

or. I forced the corners of my mouth to curl upward. I adjusted the mu

lowered in my usual submissive posture, I walked

ad his phone pressed to his ear, his posture straight and

e hand that, just minutes ago, had been w

ausea hit the back of my thro

deliberately scuffed the sole of my sneaker agai

ed the screen to hang up, and spun around. In a fraction of a second, the bored

ed out his hand, moving to affectionately ruffle the top of my hai

The sheer physical repulsion was too strong.

oze, his fingers hovering awkwardly between

e realized I knew, my entire e

rantic, apologetic speed: *I just washed my hai

. It perfectly covere

n vanished from his eyes, replaced by a patronizing smil

y?" he asked, his voice d

tire world. Now, looking at them was like sta

as I typed out the lie and turned the screen toward him:

almost imperceptible relaxation of his jaw. He

okay, Gracie. We have all the time in the world. Ev

to tears of gratitude. Now, I just sneered interna

from the street outside. I recognized the sound immediately. I

maybe just inconvenience, crossed his face. He cleared

neck. "An emergency board meeting just got sch

ving. But I kept my face blank. I nodded, putti

pulled out a sleek, heavy black titanium credit card. He held it out to m

lack card. I didn

It was exactly how my mother's wealthy boyfriend used to pay her off before h

irmly: *I have money from my p

vanished, replaced by the dictatorial heir. He grabbed the lapel of

difficult," he ordered, his ton

ed on his heel and walked briskly out t

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A Ghost To Him, A Queen Within
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“Grace, after three years of silence from a crash that stole her voice and family, finally uttered a hoarse syllable. It was her first sound, a breakthrough she desperately wanted to share with Josiah, her childhood protector. Instead, through a slightly ajar door, she heard his careless chuckle, followed by a sharp, entitled voice. Alexandria's voice sliced through the air: "Josiah, are you really planning to bring that little mute to the banquet? She's a walking trailer park tragedy. It's embarrassing." Grace froze, waiting for Josiah to defend her. He didn't. Instead, he sighed, calling her "a responsibility" and "a lifeless ghost," then pulled Alexandria closer. The words were serrated blades. Her silent devotion, her self-erasure for his peace, had made her a punchline. He was relieved she was broken. The bitter realization of his betrayal ignited a cold, white-hot fury. Wiping away tears, Grace met Josiah, feigning her usual submissive smile, and quietly refused his "hush money." As he walked away without a glance, her inner voice was clear, sharp, and resolute: "I'm done playing your game."”