Chapter 11: Fallout at the Mansion
Eleanor’s carefully constructed composure shattered into a million pieces. A choked gasp tore from her throat, and she clutched the edge of the dining table, [more…]
Eleanor’s carefully constructed composure shattered into a million pieces. A choked gasp tore from her throat, and she clutched the edge of the dining table, [more…]
Leo’s small hand found mine, and he squeezed it tightly. His face was pale, but his earlier defiance hadn’t completely faded. He looked up at [more…]
News, as it always does in high society, traveled faster than light. Within days, the story of the Everleighs’ forfeited Legacy Retreat, and the Montgomery-Shaws’ [more…]
The week passed in a blur of mundane routines. The date of the supposed Everleigh Legacy Retreat came and went, marked only by the absence [more…]
Days later, I stood in my kitchen, the morning sunlight streaming through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The smell of coffee [more…]