Elena's POV I blinked once, twice. Nothing changed; the alphabets remained the same. I trailed my fingers around the plaque, and a smile stretched across my lips. Caspian Nightingale, from the Nightingale family, was none other than Caleb's uncle. I had heard about him—stories, rumors, gossip. No one had seen him; he was scarcely related to the family, but I knew this name. I wouldn’t mistake it for anything else. Caleb and I had once spoken of him—his uncle, who stayed away from the family, fourteen years older than I was, holding the most hesitance and power in the family. Perhaps things weren’t as bad as I believed they were. I pulled away, making my turn out of the room, several thoughts racing through my mind. What were the odds? A golden opportunity had fallen directly into my lap. This was a chance for revenge. I could use him, his wealth, his power, and, to top it off, his name. Caleb would squirm at the sight of his uncle and me in each other’s embrace. I could only
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