Begged All You Want, But You Will Never Have Me Back

I woke up to the scent of lavender and silk sheets softer than anything I had ever touched.

This wasn’t a hospital. The room was massive—high ceilings, elegant chandeliers, walls lined with gold accents. A window stretched across one side, overlooking a garden so perfectly trimmed it felt unreal.

I tried to sit up, but my body ached. My last memory hit me like a cold slap.

The party. Amelia. The pool. Nathan. My stomach twisted. He had walked away. Left me to drown like I was nothing.

The door creaked open, and a woman stepped inside. Sophisticated. Regal. She was tall, dressed in an expensive white suit, her hair in an elegant bun. But what caught me off guard was her face.

Something about her felt… familiar. Her eyes—sharp and piercing—softened the moment she saw me. And then, before I could react, she pulled me into a hug.

“My daughter,” she whispered. “I’ve finally found you.”

I froze. “What?”

She pulled back, cupping my face, eyes glistening. “We’ve been looking for you for years.”

The pieces clicked. The old woman at the hospital. The DNA test.

“My name is Eleanor Johansen,” she said. “I am your mother.”

I couldn’t breathe.

“The woman at the hospital—the one who took your hair—she’s been with our family for decades,” she continued. “She recognized your birthmark. We ran the test. And now you’re here, where you belong.”

I shook my head, my mind struggling to process everything.

"We were too late before,” Eleanor said, her voice tight with emotion. “But now that you’re back, I will make sure those who hurt you will pay.”

Nathan. Amelia. A shiver ran down my spine. My mother wasn’t just wealthy. She was powerful. Tears welled in my eyes, but I forced them back. This was too much. Too fast.

But at the same time—This was perfect. This was justice. This was revenge.

I finally calmed down after what felt like hours. The realization settled deep in my chest—I wasn’t alone. I had a family. A real one.

My phone buzzed on the bedside table.

Nathan.

Where are you?

More messages flooded in.

Why aren’t you answering? Come home. Are you okay, sweetie? What happened? The hospital said you left already.

I scoffed and locked my phone. The nerve of him to ask if I was okay when he watched me drown? If I know, it was indeed their plan just so they could dispose of me. But there were wrong—I would come back to ruin them all!

I turned to the staff waiting quietly by the door. “Send him the divorce papers.”

The woman nodded and handed me an envelope. I checked the contents before sealing it. My signature, the legal documents, and a medical report confirming something else. Proof that I could hear.

Let him realize it. Let him remember every cruel word. He would regret everything and beg.

An hour later, my phone buzzed again. A live video notification.

A famous brand was streaming an event. I was about to ignore it when voices from the hallway caught my attention.

“He just got the divorce papers,” one of the staff whispered. “And the report.”

Curious, I clicked on the video. Nathan and Amelia were there, standing in front of flashing cameras, all smiles. Until someone whispered to him.

I turned up the volume.

Nathan’s face darkened. “She’s divorcing me?” His voice wasn’t loud, but the anger dripped from every word.

"How dare she?”

I smirked. Another staff member whispered something else. Nathan’s expression shifted, his posture stiffening.

“There was also a medical report,” the staff member murmured. “It says Miss Entice got her hearing back two weeks ago.”

Nathan’s hands clenched into fists, face paled. The realization hit him all at once. I had heard everything. His betrayal. His cruelty. The truth about Amelia.

A camera flashed in his face, capturing his shock.

“Where is she?” he demanded.

The staff member hesitated, then answered. “It seems she left with a one-way ticket, perhaps she couldn’t bear the truth because she also learned that Miss Amelia was the reason why she was in an accident that made her deaf.”