up to the Tudor-style mansion in Gree

haron, were already waiting at the door, the

hing out to shake his hand. Caden merely ga

t's so cold out here, come in, please. Adela, you child, you didn't even te

but the atmosphere was suffocating.

fawning questions about Moran Global's business ventures. Ade

t obvious. He was here to fulf

ning to Adela. "Adela, seeing you and Caden so happy to

ed on her fork. She

l so sorry for our dear Cristal. If it weren't for that f

e Cristal an apology for what happened. If you hadn't been so jealous, playin

hardened into something darker. He set down hi

teen years. For fifteen years, the

ut then she saw Caden's eyes-the absolute certainty

ack. "I'm full. I'm go

s voice following her. "You see?

edroom that was once hers. She shut the door, her back

and painful, w

en-year-old Adela found her eight-year-old stepsister, Cri

olen from the workshop, proudly showing Cad

yed at being caught, Cristal had delibera

ing speed. Cristal screamed and ran, aba

small as she was, who had grabbed his arm, pulling the

den out of the way. The beam crashed down, striking her arm,

back inside, only to be immediately knocked unconscious by the thick smoke. Adela, her arm screaming in agony, managed to drag Cade

old everyone that Adela had started the fire, and that the

e proof of her guilt. And Caden, from that day fo

ears finally came, hot and silent. She was the one who saved him. And he hat

n to turn. Adela's head snapped