From Cursed Child to Trueborn Scion

ual energy, gifting it to her own daughter, Claire, who reveled in every stolen blessing. I was the family's "cursed" child, scarred and

orchestrated a twisted plan: publicly declare Claire her biological child, and use me as live bait

o the glittering ballroom, bleeding and broken, a grotesque spectacle. Guests gasped, recoiled in disgu

believe I had endured decades of torment, of stolen life and power, only for a final humiliati

a victim, but as a force. The Gala wouldn't be Claire's crowning; it would be the Blackwood family's