Little Miss Revenge Chapter 11

Little Miss Revenge Chapter 11

Blood soaked his white suit. He grunted, staggered, but didn’t fall. He grabbed Victor’s wrist and

held on.

“Take… take Ella… run…” he gasped.

Isabella was frozen in shock.

I saw red.

I bit Victor’s hand-hard as my little teeth could-and he yelped, letting me go. I scrambled to

Isabella. “MOM!”

I meant it this time. From the bottom of my heart.

Guards swarmed Victor. He was tackled and cuffed.

Alexander collapsed.

At the hospital, the surgery took hours. Isabella held me the whole time, shaking, tears dripping onto my hair.

And in that moment, something inside me cracked. The hatred. The resentment. All of it.

They loved me. They’d almost died for me.

The surgery was a success. He’d need months to recover. We stayed by his side every day.

I fed him soup. Read him stories. Massaged Isabella’s shoulders when she got tired.

For the first time, we felt like a real family.

The day he came home, the sun was shining. Isabella pushed his wheelchair. I walked beside him, holding a bouquet of sunflowers.

I put a family photo on my nightstand. In it, we were all smiling.

Real smiles.

The

past still hurt. Some scars don’t disappear. But I’d found something stronger than revenge.

hapter 11

Love. Family, Home.

I chose to forgive. And I chose to forgive myself.

Because life is long. And the sun always comes out after the storm.