My evil personality - Part 3 (Patreon)

The old Janae was a woman of many facets, each one more intriguing than the last. She was a complex puzzle of personalities, each vying for control, each claiming to be the real Janae. But when the original Janae had started taking medication, the evil and manipulative version accidently came out.

The new Janae understood the poor girl in a way. It was a challenging time in her life, a time that saw her struggle to maintain control of her own mind. Her only solace was in the small, round pills that she took religiously every day, and in the therapeutic sessions that offered her a semblance of normalcy. But the original Janae couldn’t have known that her evil personality was actually her dominant one. She tried to seek help, but she only made things worse for herself.

Paolo, her new and rich fiancé, had been the evil Janae’s rock throughout the ordeal. He was a constant source of love and support. Obviously, she wasn’t the original Janae, but it wasn’t like he had to know. Her parents were also happy with her transformation, and it wasn’t like they actually liked the original Janae. If they liked the original Janae, then they wouldn’t have sought help for her.

Now, after over a year of being off her medication, Janae was thriving. She had successfully completed school, her intellect and drive propelling her towards her goals, and she was unbelievably healthy. She constantly took care of herself and followed all of the instructions her doctor gave her. The woman that emerged was a more refined version of herself, a woman who had faced her demons and emerged victorious.

On this particular day, Janae found herself stepping out of Paolo's car, his hand warm and reassuring as he helped her out. She followed him to the nearby tennis court with a smile on her face. They had developed a love for the sport, often spending their weekends playing games against each other.

As she walked onto the tennis court, her golden ring caught the sunlight, casting a kaleidoscope of colors onto the ground. She felt a wave of happiness wash over her, a sense of peace and contentment that the old Janae wouldn’t have felt.

Ever since she stopped taking her medication, her other personalities had gone silent and were no longer clamoring for control. The old Janae’s voice had been a pain to deal with. The more she took her meds, the quieter the voice became until the new Janae’s mind was empty with peace. The combination of therapy and medication had done its job.

She was Janae, just Janae, and she was happier than she had ever been.

Now, her gaze fell on Paolo, his face alight with love and admiration. As Janae stepped onto the court, tennis racket in hand, she couldn't help but feel excited about the future. She had come a long way to secure her sexy physique, but she had emerged stronger and more resilient. She was a woman who had reclaimed her life, while the old Janae remained trapped and unable to steal back control.