e way. The paramedics asked me questions I could not answer. Medical history. Medications. Allergies. I knew
cted. They kept her overnight for observation and told me to go home and rest. I did not rest. I sat in the waiting room
But awake. I closed the door behind me and stood at the foot o
x," she said. It
d. My voice was calm. Too calm. The
e was your mother."The words hit me like a physical blow."You told me my parents
lie
hy
lly looked at me. There was so much pain
he Blackwood family. When you and your sister were born, your mother, Eleanor, she... she did not want y
turned. "Ge
ed during birth. But I could not let that happen. I took you and
kissed my scraped knees. Who had told me stories about princesse
me," I said. My
"Eleanor Blackwood is a monster. She would have destroyed you. I swore
else
r told a soul.
nted to demand answers to a thousand questions. But be
me people here to see you.
end of the corridor, were two people I had never seen before. The woman was tall and elegant, dressed in a black coat that probably cost more than I made in
le. Calculated. "Seraphina," she said. Her voice wa
alking. "Wh
. "Eleanor Blackwood. And t
ed the wall to steady mys
ng. Your grandmother is dead. Or she will
ike a slap. "What
is hands shoved into his pockets. "We're not here t
you," I spat. "You abandon
mistake. One I intend to correct." Behind me, I heard a commotion. Elara was on her fee
from her" Eleanor turned to look at her. Her lip curled. "You," she said. "The n
anted herself between me and the Blackwoods
"You're dying, Elara. Stage Four lung cancer. The doctors h
felt the blood d
r eyes fixed on me. "Experimental treatments. The best doctors in the coun
r. "You're bla
ere with your dying nanny and watch her suffer. Or
. She shook her head."Don't," she begged. "Don't go with them. They'
forty-eight hours that had already run out. I thought about the way Elara had held me when I was a child. The stories she had told me. The love she
t you to meet your sister. And I want you to take her pl
in the air. Ela
of marriage
orres. Your sister was promised to them years ago, but she has refused to
to pretend to be my sist
torre family has three sons. The contract requ
e men. She wanted me to marry three men."That'
ulled out a folded piece of paper. "This is a contract. It states that if you agree to the marriage,
y eyes. All I could see was the number at the bottom. The cost of
hispered. "Please, Ser
only family. "You're worth everything," I said
me
ere with you. I want to see the doctors. I want to see t
ily. Like it meant something. Like she had not abandoned me at birth and left me to d
y mouth. Elara cried out. She grabbed my arm, her grip sur
. "I won't let you
obbed. "They're not your fami
e gestured to Richard, who stepped toward me. He took my ar
oice sounded hollow. Distant. L
ake it quick. We h
n. The door was still unlocked. The soup bowl was still on the table. E
. The photograph of Elizabeth Blackwood. The newspaper clipping. I did not know why I kept th
ind me, swaying on her feet. She had followed me home. I did not know ho
per. "They will hurt you. They will use you. And when
be alive," I said. "Th
r. You've always mattered. I should have told you the truth years
id of
outh. Closed it.
of what,
r. Her eyes were wild. Desperate. She gripped my arm so hard it hurt. "Promise me you
ed me into a hug. Her body was thin and frail, but her arms were strong. "I love you," she wh
I did not want to l
nt. The leather seats were cold. Eleanor sat in the front, next to the driver. Richard sat beside me in the bac
watched my old life slip away.And I wondered if I would ever see it again.The car pulled onto the highw
at me."Welcome home, Seraphina," she
nk about Elara's warning.They're not your family. They're your exec
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