The Day I Chose My Own Destiny
of my first life clung t
y, "what I do carries risks. A
ars welling. "But Liam... he's all
k contrast to Eleanor Vand
ving eyes. This was different.
O'Connell. I wi
in full swing. New York's elite glittered, oblivio
dget's insistence,
tir at th
oking artfully disheveled, a single, exo
inging with triumph. "The Healing Orchi
gh the crowd. Ethan, wheeled to the
t imperceptible glance. Her earlier conf
neutral, drawing me forward. "Perhaps you coul
" She looked down her nose at me. "While some rely on outdate
"You all said it was impossible. You said Ethan was a l
eronica. Unlike some so-called healers who offer
a deliberate counterpoint to
d evenly. "Though its medicinal propertie
to infuriate her mo
ed. "Are you questioning m
zing. "I'll prove it. And I'll p
et! I will cure Ethan with my orchid. You... you try to wake Liam O'Conne
his was better than
publicly shamed. Ostracized from every circle in this city. We'll reveal
y relishing the prosp
enging gaze. "A public
right, Miss Croft.
, my eyes flicking to E
Croft, will attempt to cure Mr. Vanderbilt. T
. The media would
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