The Unloved Bride: Her Heart's Legacy

dead for

tch the world I left behind. I don' t

o once stood so tall in boardrooms, now stoops, his face etched with a sickness that has no name. My mother,

ing world has cr

any. She' s had five fiancés. Every single one of them died before the

den child is surrounded by death. My father, desperate and broken,

a spiritu

sn't what I expected. She was a simple-looking woman with eyes that saw far too much. She walked int

sn' t a curse o

s calm but c

A restless soul ti

rd, his hands tremblin

settled on a blank space on the wall, right whe

gest daught

n the air, thic

d, a mix between a scoff and a g

little

with a familiar hatred tha

Always bringing us misery! She was

ast thing of mine she could find, the few cheap dresses, the worn-out books, the singl

at the memories, t

e fire, her face twisted with rage, "I' d

her, silent, his face a

a single thought ech

ee. You were always so worried about ghosts and curses, Mom and Dad. But the real

pping up what was left of Miller Innovations pulled out. The final nail in the coff

ther stress-induced episod

. They called Madame Zelda again, their

asped. "You have to do something. B

voice was steady

rrent home. It' s stronger elsewhere. A

nd I knew wha

The place she was last se

lace of nightmares

ction was immedi

s! That' s what you do, right? You destroy the re

The mother who gave me life was now p

ietly, rushed to our mother' s si

. Don' t say thi

father, her eyes b

gry. She must be in so much pain to lash out at us like this.

the compassionate one. My parents looked at her with adoration, their hearts melting at h

ays took Brittany' s side, would go to the old estate. They would follow Madame Zelda' s

els and their courage, convinced they were the victim