A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

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Matilda felt like her depression was sinking its claws deeper into her, and Yvan’s reappearance was knocking her for six.

Prostrate on the couch with a throbbing headache, her work wasn’t making any headway, and her son was not with her. She felt like a total failure, now laid up with a fever, clueless about what to do next.

Then, out of the blue, her phone rang.

She glanced at the display: an unknown number. With a sigh of indifference, she answered. But the voice on the other end was familiar.

It was Willow.

In a voice that was cool and to the point, Willow said, “Head over to Fusion. I’ve got a business proposal for you.”

Matilda was puzzled. What game was this heiress playing now?

been coddled by her family for so long, especially considering

been smoothed over, and soon after, the news of Matilda’s incarceration eclipsed the Simpson family’s troubles. Five years in jail, with a shattered heart, had

and truth be told, you’re

silence for twenty minutes, she got up, showered, applied

later, as Willow sneezed in the chilly air, Matilda

clad in black boots. A blowout and curling iron had teased her hair into loose waves, tossed to one side to reveal the

that made people stop

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could pass through a garden without disturbing a single petal, her presence like a fleeting silhouette, ready to vanish with

someone on the brink of death yet radiating a final, stunning burst of life. Her eyes were deep and desperate, like parched earth,

Yvan who had reduced her

Willow noted her nasal voice and frowned, “Caught a

Matilda said nothing.