The Heiress Who Rose

the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were white. My mother

er. They stood together, a united front. Blake's mother, Eleanor Van

full of false confidence. "We ne

out," I said, my voice even

d, a sound lik

rbilts require a certain imag

ward, her eyes wet w

o hurt you. It just happened

diet, you're beautiful as you are," she'd cooed. I remembered her "forgetting" to invite me to t

accident. It

this for years," I sai

r it. I dieted, I exercised, I studied. What did you do? You sat around feel

. "She's right. Savannah supports m

icious one. I felt nothing. No anger, no h

aid. "You c

scene, tears, begging. They had a whole sc

in disbelief. "Just like

rning to walk up the stairs. "He was nev

d after me. "You'll be a lonely ol

him, his face dark with fury,

th it, Dad,"

sed the door. I didn't re