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uilt money. I laughed, a harsh, ugly sound that didn't feel like my own. I to

He still didn't get it. This was never a

re, the day I officially inherited the O'Hara estate. Now, i

f the grand staircase, watching them all. Carter was by my side, his presence a solid, comforting weight. He had replaced

sentence traitors," he murmure

I replied, a knot of unease tightenin

e isolated from the crowd. He looked haunted, his eyes constantly searching for me. Lily cl

ian's ear, her lips brushing his cheek. A calculated display of intimacy.

ping with false sincerity. "I hope you enjoy your sp

d. A huge screen descended behind the orchestra stage. M

esentation to celebrate Scar

wasn't the montage of my childhood photos