Ashes to Phoenix: A Love Reborn

ce considered home. It felt cold and empty, a

hone: "Estelle had a panic attack. Staying with her

close-up of two champagne glasses, with the opulent background of a Plaza suite unmist

twisting her lips. She had spent four years

gh her. She wouldn't be a victim. Sh

he floor. His cologne bottles, his watch collection, his photos-everything went into trash bags. She worked wit

apartment was bare. All traces

f pastries as a pathetic peace offering. He stoppe

t... what ha

onfusion genuine. He tr

she said, her voice fl

n. "Okay... well, I guess we needed a change. We can go

y. He thought a new sofa could patch t

r voice steady. "We nee

here' s nothing to talk about. I told you,

f the words were a magic spell that could make everything

ilence stretching between the

said, changing the subject. "You have to be

oor and never see any of them again. But she kne

" she

wed by a sea of business associates. Ember was left alone, an outcast in a world she never fit into. The other

on a balcony overlooking

ook what the ca

tte, stood there, a cruel smirk on her face.

brother' s shoes?" Jeanette sneered. "Or

. "Jeannie, don' t be mean. Ember is our guest

her voice rising. People were starting to turn and look. "She' s nothing

n deserves someone... whole. Someone from his own wo

s a carefull

ser. "My brother feels sorry for you. That' s all it is. Pit

and shot out. She grabbed the high coll

tent of her scars on her neck and shoulder was sudd

le stared, their faces a mixture of shock and

d over Ember, hot

out again, as if to point at the

re instinct, her hand swinging up and connectin

ood frozen, her hand on her red c

?" In her manufactured haste, she "tripped," falling to the gro

a single glance: Ember standing over a crying Estelle,

past Ember, knocking her off balance. She stumbled back, h

he asked, his voice

ed wailing. "Brother, she attacked me!

she were made of glass. He turned, his eyes finally landing o

and carried Estelle away, leaving Ember alo