His Karma For Dumping Her

The driver's daughter, Nina, spent seven years quietly loving Jason, the heir who never saw her. One reckless night bound their fates, but secrets and betrayal tore them apart. Years later, she returns as a woman the world now admires, and the man who once broke her can only watch.

His Karma For Dumping Her

The driver's daughter, Nina, spent seven years quietly loving Jason, the heir who never saw her. One reckless night bound their fates, but secrets and betrayal tore them apart. Years later, she returns as a woman the world now admires, and the man who once broke her can only watch.

Rain slashes across the limo window as I step out onto the red carpet, flashes exploding like stars. Seven years gone, and Manhattan still breathes money and lies. I smooth my emerald gown—the color he once said matched my eyes—and smile as cameras scream my name: Nina Reyes, acclaimed designer, global sensation. Not the girl who cried in the garage after he said, 'We can’t,' not the fool who believed his promises.

Inside, crystal chandeliers drip light over silk and sin. Then I see him. Jason. Tall, sharp, untouched by time, yet his glass trembles when our eyes lock. He moves toward me, but I don’t flinch. The past claws at my throat—his hands on mine, our last kiss in the storm, the letter I found days later: She knows. It’s over.

His voice cuts through the music. 'You look… different.'

'Different enough?' I whisper. 'Or just different enough to finally see me?'