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Fated Love, Unwritten Endings

Chapter 9 

Word Count: 862    |    Released on: 18/08/2025

"death." It was also, ironically, t

ange calm settled over me. "Get d

his eyes full of

" I said simply. "We'r

got dressed, his moveme

the water as the sun began to dip towards the horizon, painting the sky in fiery shade

the railing, the wind whipping through his h

the one he'd been pouring his life into, was about to launch. I knew from the novel that

ng point in his

he world," I asked him when he

of the old coldness in hi

ld pay me back, sever our cont

to look at the sunset. I

s exquisite, the champagne was chilled. The sun was a perfect half-circl

te. He barely t

phone ra

reen flashed in th

panicked and laced with tears, w

r hit me..." she sobbed. "I'm scared. C

ixture of panic and apology. It was the first time he

he st

"You should go," I

he stammered, looking genuin

time," I said calmly, echoing the words

gainst the deck. "You're right. I'm sorry, Jaliyah. I

looked at me for a long, strange moment. I saw something flicker in his eyes, somethin

off the yacht, his phone a

, a small, sad s

to the empty air. "Ther

he horizon. The sky turned a deep, bruised purple. The lights of

roached me. It was the man

lements," he said, using my

e plan agai

air color. She'll be dressed in your clothes. We will stage a fall from the aft deck. The currents are strong here; she'll be discov

"No comp

e declared dead by morning. K

nged. A perfect

e pier, I took one last look at the glittering skyline of Ne

took my phone out of my pocket, snapped the SIM card

he waiting car that would take me

y final gift. The evil villainess

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Fated Love, Unwritten Endings
Fated Love, Unwritten Endings
“For three years, I paid millions to have Caleb Mitchell as my boyfriend. I funded his sister's experimental cancer treatment, and in return, the brilliant, proud student played the part of my loving companion. He resented being bought, but I was foolish enough to fall in love with him. That foolishness ended two months ago, after a fall from a horse left me with a concussion. I woke up with the horrifying knowledge that my entire life was a lie-I was just the villainess in a novel, a footnote in a story about him. In this story, Caleb was the hero, destined to reunite with his true love, Frances. I was the obstacle he had to overcome. My pre-written fate was to go mad with jealousy, try to destroy them, and end up ruined and dead. I thought it was a hallucination until the plot began to unfold. The final proof was the vintage watch I spent months restoring for his birthday. A week later, he gave it to Frances, telling her it was just some old trinket he'd found. According to the script, seeing that watch on her wrist was supposed to make me fly into a hysterical rage, sealing my tragic fate. But I refuse to follow their story. If the villainess is destined for a tragic end, then this villainess will simply disappear from the book altogether. I slid a black credit card across the polished desk. "I want to be declared dead," I told the man who specialized in new beginnings. "Lost at sea. No body."”
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