Kissed by a stranger Marked forever

inside her cracked. She dragged her suitcase across the floor, the weight of her world trailing behind her like a broken glass. Everything looked exactly the same her father's blue p

poison wrapped in perfume. Irene. Felicia's stepmother entered with her arms folded tight, her mouth twisted into a disapproving sneer. "Honestly, it's pathetic. So he slept with someone else. That's not a tragedy, it's a Tuesday." "Irene, enough," her father warned. But she wasn't done. "You always were too sensitive," she snapped at Felicia. "You'd rather throw away your future than forgive a man for one little mistake?" Felicia straightened, wiping her face. "It wasn't a mistake. It was betrayal." "And you think you'll do better?" Irene laughed coldly. "You think another man will treat you like a queen? You'll learn eventually they all cheat. At least Jaden has money and status." Felicia's hands curled into fists. "You spoke to him?" "He called," Irene said casually. "I told him you were being dramatic. He still wants to marry you, by the way." Felicia flinched. "You defended him?" "Of course I did! That man is our family's ticket into the elite. And you want to toss him away over a pair of panties on his floor?" "That's enough!" her father barked, slamming his fist on the table. "She doesn't owe him a damn thing." But Irene turned her venom back on Felicia. "Then what's your plan?" she hissed. "Hide here? Cry forever? Or run like a coward again?" Felic