The car pulled up in front of the house Mateo had set up for their married life.As soon as Yara stepped out, she started packing.She tossed out everything she had ever left in this house, wiping away every trace of herself.Then, she started preparing to erase her identity—deleting accounts, cutting ties, anything to make sure they'd never find her again."No choice. She had to go back to the Medici residence.An hour later, she stood at the entrance.Her own home, yet she didn't even have a key. Even knocking took effort—because she knew.She wasn't welcome here.The housekeeper took her sweet time answering the door. When Yara stepped inside, she spotted her parents, Benjamin and Milada, pacing anxiously in the living room.The second they saw her, their faces twisted with annoyance."You?!""You stay away for years, and now you come crawling back? Why can't you be more like Helen? You were born from the same mother, yet the difference between you two is night and day!"
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