From Heiress to Hellfire

d their friends treat me with a cloying sweetness that makes my skin crawl. They believe they'

w Ethan to hold my hand, his touch fee

was there on a solo trip, trying to escape the pressures of being an Anderson. He seemed so different from th

ruggling artist sister who he supported with every spare dollar. I fell for

red sweet-nothing, was a calculated move in a long con. The Scotts weren' t a humble family; they were a pack of parasites w

ow over the Hamptons, Sabrina approaches me,

dripping with fake excitement. "It' ll be hilarious. You and I will both wear

In my past life, I agreed, desperate to prove I could "take a joke." Ethan "accidentally" guessed wrong, grabbing

at sent me

brina," I say, my smile perfectly plac

and I will go get ready in the private beach

I see them disappear into the secluded cabana

a position that no brother and sister should ever be in. At the time, I convinc

rotechnics team has stored the industrial-grade fireworks for the reception' s grand final

en the event coordinator use it earlier. A qui

reworks are massive, packed with eno

nd Finale Cascade." I don' t need the whole thi

gh-end butane lighter from

cabana, the fuse coiled in my hand, h