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Betrayed By Family: A Daughter's Vengeance

Chapter 1

Word Count: 984 | Released on: 04/07/2025

e table in front of me. The clink of ceramic ag

and I need to talk to you

er internship. It was a huge opportunity, a paid position at a top marketi

ch. My parents only used that serio

asked, trying to k

al armchair, his face a mask of solemn concern that didn' t quite reach h

huge star in the 90s. He' d been a recluse for years, living off

sorry to hear that. W

ted. The point is, he needs someone to look after him

aughed. "Me? Mom, I can' t. My internship starts

laptop's trackpad, star

cross my vision, right over my father's head. It

re worried about his royalties. Rick' s music just got licensed

at was that? I must be more stresse

his voice taking on a harder edge. "Fami

areer-defining internship. They don' t just h

e. "But your uncle is very wealthy. If you take good care of him, he' ll be v

text flas

ming from his accounts for years. Now that he'

y smelled bitter. I pushed it away. "No. I can

end the conversatio

is voice low and cold. He stood up too, towering

surprisingly strong, and it hurt. A small, painful

sked, my voice shaking wit

I were a difficult child

ion. "You said he' s sick. What

r frowned, picking up her teacup and plac

"It' s just... a liver problem. From his

ake care of him?" I shot back

ising. "Someone has to pay the bills. You' re the one

od together, a united front against me. I was their daughter, but

ot fair,"

arm, but his next wor

dy called your internship coordinator this morning. I told them

ut of my lungs.

u wh

There' s no interns

blue text seared itself int

contagious and socially unacceptable disea

hem, I grabbed my phone from the coffee table. I fumbled with th

rom the firm' s HR depar

situation. Under the circumstances, we must formally rescind

es. The phone slipped from my h

t. They had destroyed my fut

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Marvella Fantasy

“My summer internship was everything: a path to my dream career in marketing, years of hard work finally paying off. Then my parents dropped a bombshell. My estranged rockstar uncle was gravely ill, and I, his favorite niece, had been chosen to be his full-time caregiver. They spun a tale of liver problems, but a glowing blue text only I could see whispered a darker truth: "They' re not worried about his health, they' re worried about his royalties. Rick' s music just got licensed for a huge movie. They want to make sure they' re in his will." My refusal was met with a cold, hard slap across the face, and the devastating news: "It' s done, Chloe. There' s no internship to go back to." They' d sabotaged my future, then casually explained: "We' ve already made the arrangements." The email from my dream firm confirmed it: "rescind our internship offer...wish you the best in your recovery." Recovery? What were they talking about? They took my ID, my money, my car keys. Then I overheard my mother' s chilling words: "Rick' s viral load is extremely high... a little contact... a shared utensil... a simple solution. Once she' s sick too, she' ll have no choice but to be quiet." My own mother was planning to infect me with HIV. I bolted, running into the night, only to find my father' s mistress and instigate a chaotic scene, creating my escape. But they weren' t done. A viral video appeared, featuring my tearful parents. "Our daughter, Chloe, is very sick," my father stated, "She contracted HIV through a promiscuous lifestyle... she developed a severe gambling addiction. She stole all of our savings..." Hatred flooded the comments. My name, reputation, and future were completely destroyed. Who would believe me over my grieving, concerned parents? I was utterly alone, but one thought burned through my despair: they wouldn' t get away with this.”