A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 460

Chapter 460

The page was covered in the name “Alessia,” written over and over in careful, unsteady script. It was clear each letter had been formed one by one, sometimes oversized, sometimes squeezed too small, all a little crooked-but you could see the earnest effort behind every stroke.

“It still looks a little messy,” Susannah Holt admitted, scratching her head. Alessia smiled, ruffling the girl’s hair, and with Susannah’s permission, picked up the stub of a pencil that was left.

With practiced movements, Alessia wrote out the name again, each line sharp and full of character.

“That looks beautiful.”

Susannah’s eyes shone with admiration. In her mind, Ms. Warren had always had the neatest handwriting of anyone she knew, but even that paled in comparison to the effortless grace of Alessia’s script.

Alessia didn’t say anything. Instead, she broke down the strokes of her name, listing them out one by one in order.

“If you master the basics, you’ll be able to write anything beautifully one day.”

Susannah nodded, her face full of hope. She reached for the pencil, eager to try again, but Alessia shook her head gently.

“It’s late. If children don’t get enough sleep, they won’t grow tall.”

“I won’t? Really?”

nodded solemnly. “I’m a

everything-sometimes even more than parents. And in Susannah’s eyes, Alessia was the perfect, kind

right now.” She scrambled onto

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might cost

so fast-you need to dry your hair first. Sleeping with wet hair will just give

just go sit in the yard for a

about to hop out of bed, but Alessia stopped

picked

in

dryer. After you wash your hair, you use this, and it dries in no

for the wind to do the work. She’d only ever seen something similar at Ms. Warren’s house, but

dries your

grabbing her own brush and

sit still.

the ends were a tangled mess. Alessia worked a little leave-in oil through it, then patiently, gently worked out

that Susannah had to blink back tears. The only time she’d seen someone do this was when her mother used to care for her little sister. Her sister would sit on the porch playing with her toys

after a little girl before. When Susannah’s shoulders started to shake, she worried she’d pulled