he calendar notification on my phone vibrated. I gla

y I visited my m

orced when I w

my mother. He'd been having an affair with a wealthy socialite for

he bone just to make ends meet. Seeing her so exhausted, I sw

t the elite private school I attended on scholarship

season; maybe I didn't have a chauffeur to drop me off. T

in my backpack, fully prepared to take their ringleader down with me. The lead girl

Silas Vanc

the heir to a financial empire. He just stood between us, hi

three years, he would casually acknowledge me in the ha

high school safely s

ght to get into Columbia University just to be near

still a st

of light in my darkness, he

na T

ther's daughter.