Love's Deception, A Fortune's Rebirth
re attempt at reason before this situa
ht possess some sliver of rationality. "I don' t want any trouble. I just wan
s to step forward and sho
ome and start making demands,
at her, shocked. It was one thing to be verbally abusiv
I said, my voice drop
and daddy? They' re on Liam' s side, you know. The
od in front of the hallway. They had me boxed in. The f
, her eyes glittering with malice. "But what good is it? It doesn' t get you a husband. It doesn' t secure the family name
er words was stunning. It was like lis
r, down the short hallway to my bedroom.
a nig
nd family-it was all gone. The walls were painted a nauseating shade of pink. My desk had been replaced with a massive vanity table covere
these walls, had been tossed aside and replaced with their cheap, tastele
e of pure panic
s
t: my passport, my social security card, my birth certificate, and the original, notarized deed to
get to
y, my autonomy. And a cold, hard knot of fear tightened in my gut. They had been in my room. They had been near my safe. The thought that they mig
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