JAKE POV.
It wasn’t my birthday, but I came dressed like the celebrant anyway, stealing the spotlight as usual. It’s something I don’t need to stress over; I could get any woman in that hall if I wanted her, with just a snap of my fingers. Let’s be realistic—what else do women want? I was handsome, tall, rich, a multi-billionaire, and, of all importance, a pro in bed. But tonight, it wasn’t just anyone’s birthday, it was HER birthday—Victoria Langston. It’s crazy how I was obsessed with my enemy and rival, maybe it was just how much she hated me that drove me crazy every time she moaned my name in my bed. She sat not too far from my table, gisting and laughing politely, but I could tell how distracted she was from her frequent side glances. “Jake?” One of the models sitting close to me called out. “You’ve been so quiet. I’ve been watching you since you got in.” She bit her lip in a sexy way. “If you want, I could take the boredom away, Daddy.” She slid two of her fingers from my chest down there, but my mind was still set on Victoria. She glanced my way again and this time, the disgust on her face was evident. Her eyes rolled, and she let out a small grin. “Now that’s more like it!” I whispered to myself, enjoying her reactions. I turned to the model with my glass of wine. “Of course, my lady. What’s a celebration without a little fun.” I winked at her, causing her to blush uncontrollably. My voice was audible enough for Victoria to hear and it was intentional. Suddenly she stood up and walked to where I was, majestically in her long elegant black dress. “If it isn’t the great manager and heir of Shark Hotels. How pleased I am to have you here.” Her facial expression betrayed her complement. “Pleased indeed, my lady” I stood up and stretched out my hand for a handshake. “They say keep your friends close but your enemies even closer, especially when they are as hot as you. Why would I turn down your invitation?” I bit my lips and gave a wink. She slapped my hand away, “Do you really have no shame at all? She whispered, not wanting to draw attention. I closed the gap between us and whispered in her ears. “I can flirt with any woman in public. It doesn’t mean that anyone will find out about our affair if I do it to you.” “Whatever... You wouldn’t dare anyway. I’m sure your father would not want you to have anything to do with a Langston. She took two steps backward, revealing her engagement ring. “You keep forgetting I’m now engaged to your cousin. Don’t get too close in public.” She looked around before whispering. “I’ll see you tomorrow evening at our usual spot. We have… unfinished business.” “Unfinished business indeed…” I said with a smirk, watching her sway her hips in sexy positions while she walked away. I got really upset when she went to meet Michael, her fiancé. I never liked my cousin. My dad never liked his dad either. They’ve always been in competition, the Sharks and the Sterling hotels, two of the most powerful hotels. I had a strong feeling their marriage was being orchestrated to bring our hotel down from the top one in New York City. Ever since we took the top one from Sterling Hotel, they’ve been working extra hard and trying all means to get it back. **** A few hours later, Victoria was cutting her cake when I got a call from my dad and had to step out of the ballroom. We talked about tomorrow’s big event—hosting the vice president in one of our luxurious hotels. As I wrapped up the call, I saw thick smoke curling from the direction of the ballroom I had just left, up to the night sky. Soon, I began to hear screams. “Fire! Fire! Run!” Confusion gripped me as some guests began to run past me. The thought of Victoria made me run back to see If she was ok. “Victoria!” I shouted, shoving through the crowd. I scanned the whole crowd but she was nowhere to be found. As soon as I saw Michael hugging and holding a lady he had just saved, I felt relieved. I ran quickly to where they were and grabbed her. “Victoria! You're alive. I was sca…” I paused when I realized it wasn't Victoria, but Vivian—Victoria's younger sister. I grabbed Michael by his collar aggressively. “Where the hell is Victoria?!” I roared in anger, for fear that Victoria might still be inside the fire. Michael’s shocking expression made me realize he had forgotten about her. “The—the restroom! She had gone to use the restroom when it happened. I had no idea… I'm sorry…” I didn't let him finish before I hit him hard with my fist. “You left her there! How could you!” I was burning inside me. I looked at the building, it was completely covered in flames. It was hard for anyone to even go in or come out, but I needed to try. I couldn't leave Victoria there all alone. “The ambulance would take a bit longer to arrive. I have to go in.” I said, taking off my shirt to be able to move freely. “No! You'll die if you do that now!” Michael grabbed my hand trying to stop me. I flung his hands away. “You don't even love her. Why would you care?” **** The heat was intense, burning my skin, and the smoke suffocating me with every breath I took. Yet, I pushed forward. “Victoria!” I screamed, my voice filled with desperation. I refused to give up on her. I just couldn’t stop searching. Soon, I found her on the floor. “Victoria!” I felt a surge of relief. I ran to where she lay half-conscious. “I've found you,” my voice was shaky and my eyes flowed tears of joy. “You're safe now,” I reassured her, but deep down, I wasn't sure if I was safe. As I carried her, the heat scorched my face mercilessly. The pain was unbearable, and I began to feel dizzy. Yet, I didn't give up. Victoria was all I could think of and till she was safe, I fought every pain the fire launched to me. Finally, I managed to exit the building with Victoria still in my hands. The crowd rushed forward in panic towards us, and I managed to drop her down before I fell to the floor. I could barely hear anything, but her mother's frantic voice was the last thing I heard. “Thank God! You're alive…” I stopped hearing anything afterward. I was just relieved that at least—Victoria was alive. **** I woke up at the hospital, my vision slowly adjusting to the white room and white light in the room. The first person I saw was a female doctor adjusting my IV line. “You're finally awake, Mr. Blackwell,” her tone was relieved, yet cautious. I blinked repeatedly. My body felt heavy, and the pain was unbearable, especially my left face. I tried to adjust my sight to the blurry figure standing beside her when suddenly, I heard a familiar voice. “How could you have been so reckless?” His voice was sharp, and full of anger. “How could my only son, the heir to all my hotels and investments, risk his life for a woman?” “D…dad? What—what happened?” I tried to speak, but it took much more energy than I expected. My throat felt like sandpaper. “You! You happened, Jake.” His eyes were red and his voice was full of pain. “But I'm alive. Isn't that what matters now, father?” My voice was still shaky. “Alive?” He laughed bitterly. “Take a look at yourself, Jake.” He brought out a small mirror from his pocket and placed it on my bed. “No… Sir, please don't.” The doctor tried to stop him, making me curious about why she was trying to stop him. “Take a look at yourself!” He yelled out in anger. “No beauty would want a beast like you.” The words pierced through my heart like needles, and I wondered what my father was talking about. I hesitated for a while before picking up the mirror to see what my father was nagging about. “It can't be that bad,” I mumbled. The moment I saw my reflection, my breath stopped. I was terrified; the reflection staring back at me wasn’t mine at all. The left side of my face was completely scared, unrecognizable and irritating. I felt the pain even more now. “No!” I screamed, smashing the mirror to the wall. “That can’t be me… No…” It felt like a living nightmare; I wanted to wake up from it. “You’re a beast! A monster!” He spat. “With a face like yours, our guests would run for their lives at first glance. People will think a beast broke out of the wild.” The sting was unbearable, but he was right. My heart sank and I tried to hold my tears back from falling but I couldn’t. “You can’t take everything from me now, Father. I helped you attain the top position in New York City. We ranked number one within three months, remember?” I was desperate, I knew what my father was capable of. He stopped pacing in the room and walked closer to me. “Watch me, ” he snapped. “Jake Blackwell, you are no longer the manager and heir to Shark Hotels. You threw the privileges away the moment you stepped into that fire to be a hero.” He paused for a while before adding. “A hero's heart cannot rule a kingdom built on power and profit. You have to keep stepping on other people to get to the top. Until you realize that… you’re not worthy.” With that, he stumbled out of the room. The disappointment was palpable, and I felt ashamed for letting my father down. “Father… wait…” I tried to get up and follow him, desperate, but my body betrayed me. With every ounce of strength I used to push forward, the pain was unbearably increasing. The doctor stepped closer. “ Jake, I know this is too much to handle right now, but you’re still alive… you’re a hero.” Her voice was soft and calm, but not enough to comfort me. “Hero? Are you mocking me, Doctor?” I looked at her with red piercing eyes, full of pain, anger, and tears. “No… Of Course not! You saved Victoria Langston, and she’s currently in our hospital now, recovering.” She placed her hand on my shoulder. “I don’t think she’d be alive now if it wasn’t for you.” “Victoria?” Her name triggered something in me. A mixture of Anger, desperation, and hope. “Where is she? Please… take me to her.” “I can’t, Sir. You need your rest.” She was reluctant. I held her two hands, begging her seriously. “It’s urgent, I beg you. Please… help me. I need to tell her something really important. I need to see her.” After a long pause, she finally agreed. “Fine… but be quick. You’re not fully recovered yet, yourself. The journey felt like an eternity. My legs were heavy, but I still kept pushing forward. My breath was rapid and it was hard to get to Victoria, but the doctor assisted me till we got to her room. A familiar face made me pause. Vivian, Victoria’s sister, was coming out of the room when I arrived. “Where’s Victoria? I need to see her.” I tried to go in, but she stopped me. “Stop! Victoria doesn’t wanna see anyone.” I paused. “But I’m not anyone. I saved her life, remember? Leave the way…” I tried to force my way in with my little strength. “Her words were clear. Thank you for saving her life… but you remain a Blackwell. Victoria said she doesn’t wanna see you either, Jake Blackwell.” Her tone was full of so much disdain and irritation. It was at that moment it occurred to me how foolish I was, risking my own life for my enemy, my rival, my competitor. I understood what my father said, I was too weak, too stupid. With a broken heart, I turned around not wanting to cause more problems, and the doctor followed me feeling pity towards me. **** As I sat down on my hospital bed, I clenched my fist hard. Pain, anger, and regret surged within me, and tears flowed freely from my eyes. “What was I even thinking? Why did I think it’ll matter? Langston? There’s no way I have to go through this much pain for her.” My voice was shaking and the tears didn’t stop dripping. The doctor sat in front of me “Jake, you’re alive today is what matters. Please…” “No! I died in that fire. They created a new me. What’s left now is a monster. The monster they turned me into.” My voice was cold. “Doctor… Please, leave me. I need my space to think.” She looked at me, her eyes full of pity. “Okay, but please… don’t hesitate to send for me if you ever need me.” With that, she left. Alone in the room, I stared at the shattered mirror on the floor. My ugly reflection shattered me. I clenched my fist and ground my teeth hard. They created this monster.” I said, looking at my reflection. “But it’s not over yet until I’ve gotten my revenge on every single one of them. Victoria Langston, I’ll make sure you all pay. This is my rebirth, now let me show you all the monster you’ve unleashed!”VIVIAN POV.I watched my mother’s every move from the balcony. She stood there, watching the night sky as if they held the solution to her problems. I joined her, clutching the glass of Champagne I held, and sipping little by little.“Don’t overthink yourself, mother. She’ll be fine.”Her head turned to me, her eyes red and soaked with tears. “Of course, I know she will. But, Vivian, what exactly were you thinking? Do you want people to start talking?”My breath seized for a while. How did she know? “I don’t know what you’re talking about, mother.” I took a sip of my champagne, feigning ignorance. Her voice became cold. “Don’t play dumb with me. I told you to stay away from him, but you just don’t listen!”A pang of relief clouded me. For a moment, I thought she caught me. “I said I don’t know what you’re talking about! Do you have proof that I was with him?” I shot back, now losing my cool.“Oh! Really? Then how come you were with Michael during the fire? He was so busy with you th
MRS. LANGSTON POV. “I won't be able to make it. Something came up.” The words hit me like a slap. I held my phone tightly. “David, today is your daughter's wedding. You can't keep running away from your fami…”“I'm not running away!” He cut me short. His tone was firm and full of anger. “I already called the hospital to check in, and they said she's doing fine. Didn't you say it was a minor scratch?” I paused for a while, swallowing hard. He mustn't know about her condition yet. “Ye—yes,” I lied. “But you haven't seen her since the accident. Don't you care how she feels?”There was a long pause between us, heavy and suffocating. “It's not as simple as you think,” he said, his voice softening.“Then make it simple! Do you want people to talk? She's still your daughter, David! She loves you…”“Stop! Just stop.” His voice cracked, a mixture of pain and frustration. “Does she know the truth yet? Will she still love me after finding out the truth?”The question hit me like a blow to my
VIVIAN POV.I couldn’t let my sister take everything away from me. Not this time. I had the perfect plan–flawless, no one saw it coming. I stayed close to the door, eavesdropping on my mother's conversation with her. As soon as my mother turned to leave, I hid in one of the adjacent rooms and waited till mom was completely gone. Immediately, I approached Victoria. She sat alone there, gazing at the window like a caged bird that wanted to fly away–a bride in distress. I almost pitied her–almost. But my own ambitions were darker. I knelt before her, holding her trembling hands. Her teary eyes met mine.“Sis, you’re the only one who sees my pain. No one here understands me.” She whispered. For a moment, I almost laughed at how easily she trusted me. “Shh,” I cooed, wiping the drop of tears from her eyes with my hand. “It’s okay, sis. I understand you, and that’s why I’ve come to help you today.” “Help–help me. How?” Her voice cracked.I stood and paced the room, feigning deep though
VICTORIA POV.I ran without looking back, my breath heavy, my heart pounding as if it was about to leap out of my chest. The scarf I’d wrapped around my head barely cooperated with my escape. It barely stayed in place as I stumbled down the narrow stairs. My legs trembled under the weight of what Vivian had said, making my heart scream for more answers, but there was no time. Fear gripped me as I reached the gates. “Just walk,” I whispered. “Don’t panic, don’t think or look back now, just go.”I was unsure of which direction to take. From my side view, I saw a muscular man with matching black shirt and black pants leaning against a car. I wondered if he was the stranger waiting to help me escape, but I was unsure and couldn’t trust anyone at that point. I pretended to walk past him, sure that he would approach me if he was the one. Suddenly, he stepped forward. “Miss. Miss!” He called out. “I’m over here.” “Who are you?” I managed to whisper. “I’m Mike. Vivian sent me here to wa
VICTORIA POV.“Mike, you’re joking right?” My voice wavered as I stared at him. He stood tall by the door with his arms crossed, as if preventing me from running away from this harsh reality he’d just revealed. “What sort of games are you playing with me?” “Games?” He tilted his head. “You think this—all this is a joke?” His voice echoed disbelief. “I just helped you escape your wedding. I got you out so you could flee to your real family. Wasn’t that what you asked for?” His brows furrowed. “Yes—but…” “But what?” He cut me short. “You should be thanking me instead, not stand there acting all high and mighty.” His lips curled into a sneer. His words sliced through me sharp like a blade. My heart sank from the seriousness on his face, making me realize that he meant his words. “You forgot so much, sister.” Hazel’s trembling voice broke my focus. She stood a few feet from me with red rimmed eyes locked on me. “I’d have never thought that day would come when you’d reject your own fa
LIZ (VICTORIA) POV.I woke up to a cold splash on my face. I gasped, sitting up, using my fingers to wipe water off my cheeks. My surroundings slowly came back into focus as it hit me that it was reality and not a dream at all. “Good morning,” she said calmly, her face hovering close to mine. Her deep brown eyes stared at me, framed by long lashes that seemed to be weighed down by sadness. They depicted not just sadness but experience—experience of hardship and silent battles. I blinked at her, still struggling to shake off the sleepy haze. “Good morning,” I muttered.Hazel just continued staring at me, as if trying to pierce through my mind. I glanced forward, a small plate of rice and chicken catching my attention.“Did you…?” I trailed off, my eyes wandering. My throat suddenly felt dry so I swallowed saliva.“Eat up. You don't want it getting cold.” she said, motioning her head towards the direction of the food. I crawled towards it, my stomach growling impatiently. It wasn’t
LIZ(VICTORIA) POV.“No! I’m not doing it!” I yelled, standing in the mansion’s sitting room, angrily. “You can’t make me!”Hazel didn’t flinch. She crossed her arms, her voice low yet sharp. “You have no choice, Sis. You wanna starve? How else are you gonna feed?”“I don’t care! I’m not cleaning toilets, washing dirty dishes, or scrubbing floors!” My voice cracked.Hazel stepped closer, her eyes narrowing. “Now hear yourself clearly, Liz. What’s your next plan then, huh? You gonna run away? Again?”“Maybe I will!” I snapped, tossing the maid uniform back to her. “Don’t follow me!” I said firmly. I stormed past her, my direction clear. My steps, firm and intentional—each a rebellion against the life being forced upon me. “Liz! Stop right there!” Hazel’s voice rang out behind me, but I didn’t turn back. My eyes fixed on the gate. “Stop following me!” I shouted, quickening up my pace. “Leave me alone!”Hazel caught up, grabbing my arm and spinning me around—I almost tripped. “You have
LIZ POV. Then I saw him. He stood right in front of me, shirtless. The faint glow of light from the hallway caught on the water dripping from his skin. A towel was wrapped loosely around his waist, making it obvious to me that he had just stepped out of the shower. I couldn’t stop my gaze. I started from his feet, moving slowly up. Drops of water slid lazily down his chiseled abs, making the air around me feel heavier. His body looked like it was sculpted gently into perfection. I swallowed hard as my eyes went upward to his face, but his piercing eyes burned into mine with a force that made my heart skip. He had a mask on, but those eyes were sharp. I wanted to look away, but it was hard. A force—an invisible pull—urged me forward. My hands trembled as they moved forward to feel if what I was seeing was real. Before I could, he grabbed my wrist.“Don’t,” he growled. His deep voice sent shivers down my spine. His hands went to my face, his touch—tender. My breath hitched as his
JAKE POV.The long dining table stretched before me, covered in an extravagant spread. On the table were different kinds of meals—roasted chicken, lobster, caviar, creamy mashed potatoes, ruffled pasta, expensive wine bottles, and so on. Maids stood around us in silence, ready to take orders. While others poured wine into the delicate crystal glasses on the table. This used to feel special. Sitting here and sharing meals with my family. Now, it felt forced—like I wasn’t supposed to be here. I gripped my knife, my fist clenching hard onto the handle as my gaze landed on the man sitting across me—my father. My jaw clenched, along with my fist, but then a flash of cold fingers against mine made me soften. I thought of her again, that maid… Liz. No doubt she had a spell on me, and I couldn’t shake it off. I could still feel the way she trembled under Audrina’s torment—helpless. I was glad I got there just on time to save her from sister’s torment—I couldn’t watch that.A sharp throa
LIZ POV.“What’s wrong? Want me to help you take it off?” Audrina crouched down, her smirk widening. Anger burned in my veins. I clenched my fist so hard, and for a moment, I wanted to smack that look off her face. “I’ll do it myself,” I said in a low tone. “Oh! Be fast then. You’re wasting time.” She snapped. I glanced at Hazel. She shook her head gently, but enough for me to understand the warning in her eyes. It made me wonder what she was really scared of, and why she looked tense. My hands went to my mask, and I was ready to remove it. Suddenly, the maids and security lowered their heads. What’s going on?“Good evening, Sir.” They greeted in unison. I barely had time to process before Audrina’s excited voice screamed. “Brother!” She practically launched forward, sprinting like a little kid. My eyes snapped towards the new arrival, and the moment I saw who it was, my breath hitched. Even with his mask on, the aura, his broad shoulder, the way he carried himself—Gawwd. H
LIZ POV.“Liz, wake up!” A voice called out, but I buried my face deeper into my pillow. “I said wake up!” A sharp tap landed on my shoulder. I shot up so fast I almost fell off the bed. “I didn’t go in this time, I swear!” Hazel’s brows pulled together. “Huh?” My heart dropped immediately—shit. Hazel sighed. “You’ve forgotten? The Blackwell family will be returning today! You’re sleeping too much, Liz.”My eyes widened. “Oh my God! Why didn’t you wake me up? And how long have I been asleep?”Hazel shrugged. “I don’t know. Don’t forget—I wake up early before anyone else. Been helping Madam Olivia with some arrangements.” I groaned, swinging my legs off the bed. “How do I face Madam Olivia now? I don’t wanna scrub toilets for waking up late again!” Hazel chuckled, arms crossed. “Well…” she dragged, smirking. “If you hurry and get down there on time, you might make it there before she notices. And maybe—just maybe—I won’t tell on you for being late.” I gasped. “You wouldn’t dar
LIZ POV. After our morning duties, it was finally time to eat. We all lined up in the staff’s kitchen, holding a tray. The scent of eggs and toast bread filled the air, but my stomach felt tight. It wasn’t hunger—it was the way the maids kept glancing at me after what had happened earlier. Worst was that Hazel refused to talk to me after everything. She stood few feet away with her arms crossed, acting like I didn’t exist anymore. My heart ached, seeing my own sister ignore me. Suddenly, some maid spoke to me.“Hey, newbie!” A voice rang out. “How the hell did you do it? She asked, tilting her head. I had not been there for long, but I managed to learn their names. Her name was Maya. Before now she’d been ignoring me, but now all of a sudden, she was talking to me.Amber— her friend, spoke next. “Yeah, Liz. How exactly did you pull that off?” I frowned. “Pull what off?” Maya let out a short laugh, exchanging glances with the others. “Oh, come on. Don’t play dumb.” “You went int
JAKE POV.The water poured over me relentlessly as I stood under the shower, but it wasn’t enough to cool the storm inside me. It had been over a week since I locked myself in my room like a monster. Not a single day passed without regrets. I shouldn’t have gone that night. My fingers tightened into fists. The thought sent a fresh wave of rage through me, causing my fist to slam into the tiled wall. It ached, but it was nothing compared to the fire I still felt on my left face. My fingers grazed the scarred flesh, tracing the rough skin that was once smooth. Once admired. My eyes squeezed shut as tears poured, mingling with the water washing over me. I had risked everything for her, but in the end, I lost everything. I’ll make them all pay. Victoria…Just then, I heard it—a sound. I was certain someone was creeping around in my room. Quickly, I grabbed my towel and my mask, anger burning within me. Slowly, I stepped forward. My gaze over my dimly lit room, then it landed on her
LIZ POV. Then I saw him. He stood right in front of me, shirtless. The faint glow of light from the hallway caught on the water dripping from his skin. A towel was wrapped loosely around his waist, making it obvious to me that he had just stepped out of the shower. I couldn’t stop my gaze. I started from his feet, moving slowly up. Drops of water slid lazily down his chiseled abs, making the air around me feel heavier. His body looked like it was sculpted gently into perfection. I swallowed hard as my eyes went upward to his face, but his piercing eyes burned into mine with a force that made my heart skip. He had a mask on, but those eyes were sharp. I wanted to look away, but it was hard. A force—an invisible pull—urged me forward. My hands trembled as they moved forward to feel if what I was seeing was real. Before I could, he grabbed my wrist.“Don’t,” he growled. His deep voice sent shivers down my spine. His hands went to my face, his touch—tender. My breath hitched as his
LIZ(VICTORIA) POV.“No! I’m not doing it!” I yelled, standing in the mansion’s sitting room, angrily. “You can’t make me!”Hazel didn’t flinch. She crossed her arms, her voice low yet sharp. “You have no choice, Sis. You wanna starve? How else are you gonna feed?”“I don’t care! I’m not cleaning toilets, washing dirty dishes, or scrubbing floors!” My voice cracked.Hazel stepped closer, her eyes narrowing. “Now hear yourself clearly, Liz. What’s your next plan then, huh? You gonna run away? Again?”“Maybe I will!” I snapped, tossing the maid uniform back to her. “Don’t follow me!” I said firmly. I stormed past her, my direction clear. My steps, firm and intentional—each a rebellion against the life being forced upon me. “Liz! Stop right there!” Hazel’s voice rang out behind me, but I didn’t turn back. My eyes fixed on the gate. “Stop following me!” I shouted, quickening up my pace. “Leave me alone!”Hazel caught up, grabbing my arm and spinning me around—I almost tripped. “You have
LIZ (VICTORIA) POV.I woke up to a cold splash on my face. I gasped, sitting up, using my fingers to wipe water off my cheeks. My surroundings slowly came back into focus as it hit me that it was reality and not a dream at all. “Good morning,” she said calmly, her face hovering close to mine. Her deep brown eyes stared at me, framed by long lashes that seemed to be weighed down by sadness. They depicted not just sadness but experience—experience of hardship and silent battles. I blinked at her, still struggling to shake off the sleepy haze. “Good morning,” I muttered.Hazel just continued staring at me, as if trying to pierce through my mind. I glanced forward, a small plate of rice and chicken catching my attention.“Did you…?” I trailed off, my eyes wandering. My throat suddenly felt dry so I swallowed saliva.“Eat up. You don't want it getting cold.” she said, motioning her head towards the direction of the food. I crawled towards it, my stomach growling impatiently. It wasn’t
VICTORIA POV.“Mike, you’re joking right?” My voice wavered as I stared at him. He stood tall by the door with his arms crossed, as if preventing me from running away from this harsh reality he’d just revealed. “What sort of games are you playing with me?” “Games?” He tilted his head. “You think this—all this is a joke?” His voice echoed disbelief. “I just helped you escape your wedding. I got you out so you could flee to your real family. Wasn’t that what you asked for?” His brows furrowed. “Yes—but…” “But what?” He cut me short. “You should be thanking me instead, not stand there acting all high and mighty.” His lips curled into a sneer. His words sliced through me sharp like a blade. My heart sank from the seriousness on his face, making me realize that he meant his words. “You forgot so much, sister.” Hazel’s trembling voice broke my focus. She stood a few feet from me with red rimmed eyes locked on me. “I’d have never thought that day would come when you’d reject your own fa