Chapter 81

Third POV

“But don't let pity make you marry someone you don't love,” some voices were speaking in his head and he was confused as to which he should listen. Adrian wasn't sure whether to ignore these voices and mind the one in his heart. As he was contemplating, his phone rang.

“Excuse me!” He muttered. The queen and her daughter nodded.

When he peered at the screen, he had a sharp breath. Antonella and her daughter shot disturbed glances at each other. Adrian shut his eyes, now he was being pulled in two directions. He rose up and walked over to the other end of the room, not wanting to sadden them the more with what he was going to say.

“Estella is dead!”

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Estella’s POV

EIGHT YEARS LATER

I sat at the couch before me looking out at the evening sun which sets over the lake before the penthouse. I look at my house and smile in satisfaction.

“At least I've been able to make it!” I told myself. I heave, then rise up to walk into the room. This is the place I