The Jilted Heiress: Rising From Betrayal
untlet of blinding ligh
Franco! O
true the weddi
e you w
led, he guided Kalea with a hand on the small of her back. To the cameras,
his teeth, his lips barel
facial muscles trembled with the effort. She
age Six, stopping briefly. "We're just finalizing th
rter. They were scanning the
llowed h
ral arrangement of white hy
where Kalea's was high-necked and modest, Jennie's was slashed to the hip and plunged deep in the front. It was a deliberate, cal
er heel caught on
is fingers digging into her flesh painf
ered in her ear.
of direct sight of the cameras, Kalea pulled away. She jerked her arm from his gri
wed her. He smoothed the lapel of
ong with yo
Her chest was heavi
, feigning ign
t with a rage so hot it felt cold. "Or I leave. Right now. And you ca
is face. He took a step closer, looming over her. He used his h
our family's stock is tanking. This marriage is the only thing keeping the Alexande
understands me. She makes me feel alive. You? You're a duty. So b
er with a mixture of pity an
y. He walked straight toward the cha
e cold of the stone seeped through the th
ve J
it. Out loud
with Franco. It was a graveyard of unrequited affection. Texts from her saying "Ha
ed two
hit
is pocket, glanced at the screen, and frowned. He looked around,
the "Read" r
etric for her own sanity. When it hit zer
ed a flute of champagne. The doctor had been explicitly clear: No
wave of dizziness washed over her, and she gripped the stem of the flute, her knuckles white, forcing the world to stay upright.
ng, arm in arm with Eleanor. They looked like royalty. Hale
ie Spence was walking straight toward Kalea. Her hips swaye
e flute until she felt the fragi