Abandoned In The Fire: Reborn A Queen

“The grand crystal chandelier shattered, pinning my leg as the inferno consumed the hall. Through the suffocating smoke, I saw my fiancé, Preston. "Preston!" I screamed, the pain in my voice raw and desperate. He stopped and looked back at me, surrounded by a wall of fire. But then my stepsister, Breanna, let out a pathetic, calculated whimper and buried her face in his chest. Preston gave a resolute nod, turned his back on me for the last time, and carried her to safety. He left me to burn. I only survived because a cold-eyed stranger pulled me from the collapsing wreckage. When I woke up, Preston had already spun a heroic narrative to the press. He even broke into my apartment, gaslighting me about his "instincts" and threatening to bankrupt my family's company if I dared to cancel our engagement. Breanna didn't waste any time either, moving her vulgar pink heels and celebrity magazines right into my CEO office. For three years, I had suppressed my own identity, packing away my sharp suits to play the perfect, submissive fiancée. I couldn't believe I had traded my soul for a coward who would abandon me for a single fake tear. But public humiliation was too messy, and I refused to be a victim. Putting on my sharpest blood-red power suit, I walked straight into my company, slapped the prenuptial termination agreement against his chest, and prepared to burn his entire world to the ground.”