The True Heiress Returns (Tilda Jenson) novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Who Needs Family Anyway

Tilda’s heart jolted.

Her blood type wasn’t just rare–it was almost unheard of.

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Doctors called it “Golden Blood,” officially known as the Omega type. It was a newly discovered, ultra–rare blood group that could be given to anyone but could only receive blood from someone with the exact same type.

Anything else, and her body would reject it.

No one knew how she had it. Russell and Blair both had perfectly normal blood types. The doctors just shrugged and called it a mutation.

That blood type was the reason she’d been adopted from the orphanage by her mentor–a brilliant, mysterious figure who taught her everything she knew. Her mentor had even suggested that her uncanny ability to learn, her sharp instincts, and her adaptability might all be tied to her blood.

Years ago, she’d been badly injured and needed a transfusion. The hospital didn’t have a single unit of Omega–type blood in the entire country. Desperate, she’d called Andy and asked him to search the dark web. After paying a small fortune, they’d finally tracked down one matching donor.

That incident serves as a warning.

From then on, she always kept a supply of her blood in storage. She even asked Andy to quietly search for others like her, just in case.

Even though she kept her identity hidden well, anyone who worked in the dark web made enemies. And when you lived that kind of life, you learned to keep backup plans.

But in her previous life, after she left the dark web and Andy–those safety nets vanished. She’d been afraid that keeping any ties to that world might bring trouble to the Jensons.

“What did the caller say?” she asked.

Andy hesitated, then replied, “He made a strange request. He wants to sign a contract with you… to sleep beside him.”

Tilda blinked. “Come again?”

“Apparently, because of the side effects of this blood type, he hasn’t been able to sleep for years. It’s only gotten worse. He says the scent of someone with the same blood type helps him fall asleep. He’s offering a lot of money, Queen.”

“… I see.”

After hanging up, Tilda stepped out onto the balcony. Her phone buzzed–payment received. More than enough to keep her going for a while.

“Omega blood side effects, huh,” she muttered, rubbing her temples.

Truth was, she had them too.

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Not insomnia, like him.

Hers came in the form of nightmares.

When she was little, the nightmares came once or twice a week.

But as she grew older, they became more frequent–darker, heavier.

By the time she died in her previous life, she was haunted six nights a week.

They always showed her the things she feared most.

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And back then, her greatest fear was her family–their accusations, their betrayal, and their rejection.

In the dreams, she would watch Kyla being embraced as the real daughter, laughing in perfect family photos.

Meanwhile, Tilda would be trapped inside a glass sphere, pounding on the walls and screaming, but no one could hear.

Above her, sand and dust trickled down, slowly covering her, burying her alive. She watched as Kyla kept smiling in the light, surrounded by the family’s warmth.

“I wonder if I’ll get another nightmare tonight,” she muttered with a self–mocking laugh.

If the Jensons tried to hurt her again, she doubted she’d even feel it.

Sometimes, unspoken pain weighs heavier than despair itself.

The next morning..

Tilda groaned and rubbed her forehead.

Another nightmare.

It hadn’t been about the Jensons this time, but it was just as bad.

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She’d dreamed of the fire again–the searing heat, the choking smoke, the raw pain that made her want to claw her way out of her own skin.

After everything she’d been through, nightmares had become routine.

Still, all she wanted was one good night of rest.

She just wanted a peaceful life.

Was this because of her rare blood type?

Could sleeping next to someone with the same type really help?

She reached for her phone.

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Sixteen missed calls.

As she expected, not a single call from the Jensons.

Every missed call was from her college best friend, Una Colon.

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In her last life, Tilda had nearly fallen into depression. The suffocating emotional trap of craving her family’s love, the constant fear of being abandoned, and the relentless nightmares from her rare blood type had almost pushed her to have depression and nearly ended her life.

If it hadn’t been for Una, she might have done it–long before the Jensons had the chance to break her.

Everyone has a weakness.

Even Tilda.