The Discarded Heiress Princess

d around her. She stood, facing Howard Avarelle, the man who had shattered her life before she'd even been born. His words c

allow as if she were afraid of the storm about to break

ter he had discarded. "Do you honestly think you can just waltz back into my life, disrupt everything, and expect

d, her voice steady, though her heart threatened t

re never a part of this family. You never had a

it. She was the one you chose to be your heir, to be the one who fit your picture-per

were an inconvenient little problem, a mess that I didn't have the time or energy to cl

phina. "Please," she whispered, barely audible, but there was fear in her voice. "Sera

of her own voice, feeling the power it held. For the first time, she

eart raced. "You tore my family apart, and you've lived comfortably in the shadow

ave any power over me? You're nothing. Nothing but a bitter, angry child who didn't get what she wanted. And no

Celestine. This is about you. About everything you've tak

ls. Howard's face twisted with disdain, but his eyes held something darker. Fear, perhaps? Or was it something e

of what she was about to do. There was no turning back. No se

ea. "You don't have to stay with him. You don't ow

agile in her eyes, something that hinted at the same pain Seraphina had endur

e's my father, Seraphina. No matter what he's done, no matte

to tell Celestine that it was okay, that she didn't have to make a dec

aid, her voice firm now. "You deserve more than this, Cel

er father, but the weight of Seraphina's words was too much. She wasn't sure if she was stro

e!" he shouted, taking a step forward. "You think I'll just let you ruin everythi

id coldly, her eyes locking with his. "You did

e it was replaced with a mask of pure malice. "You've made a mis

d feel the weight of her words hanging heavy between th

raphina said, her voice cutting through the si

e those words, but she didn't back down