The Price of Stolen Time

They called me the villainess for standing in the way of their 'happily ever after.' For three years, I played the martyr, feeding their ego and playing the part of the disposable fiancée. But the script has changed. I didn't wake up to seek redemption; I woke up to finalize my exit strategy. I’m liquidating their influence, sabotaging their empire, and buying back my own life—piece by bloody piece. They think I’m acting out of spite, but they’re too blind to see that I’m executing a hostile takeover. And the Hero? He’s no longer the protagonist. He’s just another liability on my ledger. Watch closely—because while they’re busy begging for my attention, I’m busy burning their world to the ground. The new script is written by me.