Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“Where are we going, Marian? Three–and–a–half–year–old Yvonne asked, her lile legs struggling to keep up with Marian’s long strides.

It was six in the morning, and the orphanage was quiet, like everyone was still asleep.

But not these two–already dressed and heading straight for the farthest corner of the orphanage.

A few minutes later, Yvonne came to a stop, glanting back at the orphanage with uncertainty written all over her face. “Marian, I wanna go back. Mrs. Harrison said Mr. Yates is coming today to take me home”

Marian, who’d been walking ahead, slowed and turned to look at Yvonne. She gently grabbed the little girl’s hand, her eyes soft as she gazed at Yvonne’s inocent, worried expression.

But there was something darker in her gaze–something far beyond her years. “Didn’t you say you lost your necklace! It’s in that little shed up ahead. I’ll help you find it.

Yvonne hesitated, but Marian wasn’t having it. Without waiting for an answer, she grabbed Yvonne’s hand and rugged her

forward

She urged. “Come on, that necklace… it was from your real parents, right? And Mr. Yates loves you. He’ll wait. He’s not going anywhere.

Before Yvonne could protest, she was being practically dragged toward the shed.

The shed was pitch black. When the door creaked open, a cloud of dust exploded into the air, making it almost impossible

to see.

Yvonne wrinkled her nose at the musty smell, clearly uncomfortable. She looked over her shoulder, still unsure. “Marian are you sure my necklace is in here?”

Marian didn’t answer. Instead, she shoved Yvonne into the shed without warning, making her stumble forward.

“Marian” Yvonne hit the ground hard, her big eyes wide with disbelief as she watched the door slam shut in front of her

Scrambling to her feet, Yvonne pounded on the door and screamed, “Marian, please, let me out! Mr. Yates is coming to take me home today!”

Outside, Marian expressionlessly locked the door, ignoring the frantic cries, and walked away without a second thought

A little while later, Marian checked her pocket. She felt something hard in there.

When she pulled it out, it was a purple necklace. The gems were perfectly cut, sparkling like stars in the night sky.

Even Marian, who wasn’t the sentimental type, could tell this thing was way more than just a random piece of jewelry

She shoved it back into her pocket and, by the time she made it to the playground, the sky was fully lit up.

A couple of volunteers were hanging out in the corner, gossiping and whispering,

“Yvonne’s so damn lucky, huh? The Yates family isn’t just rich–they actually seem like decent people.”

“Yeah, she’s gonna be a Yates princess now.”

go grab Yvonne. She needs to get ready.

her teeth as she

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suit.

onto the man standing next to the headmistress, all polished and sharp in his nair. That was Robert Yates, the

the Yates

for what felt like hours, shouting for help, but the place was ton inlated, no one could hear her

covered in colowebs, and way too high up

a pile of firewood, dipping and falling so many times it was like the universe was messing

spiders in the shed were hanging out like they owned the place–big

from crying, her lule hand covered in dust as she clung to the window frame. Her other

a

hiccupped and whispered to the spider,

the dizzying drop below, her heart stopped. The ground

out even louder. Waaaaah! It’s so high! Am I gonna die if I climb

her hair, her face streaked with a mix of black and white marks

look extra pitiful. She stared at the orphanage building from a distance, her lips pressed

Robert Yates was supposed to come and take her home, just

wiped her tears away roughly, covered her face, and

and knees as soon as she hit the ground. Once she was able to move again, Yvonne gritted her teeth

now. I can’t waste any more time. I need to get back,‘ she

palms were glaringly obvious, and blood ran down

didn’t notice the grass turning greener beneath her. The blades that touched her blood seemed to grow

a long walk, one of the volunteers

and rushed

up, her swollen eyes looking scary. When she saw the familiar volunteer, her nose tingled, and

but held it back.

“Miss, where’s Mr. Yeats? Is he

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Yvonne’s red eyes in disbelief. “Yvonne, didn’t you say you didn’t wanna go to

only to smear blood all over it,

to the new family, so

big red eyes filled with confusion and hurt, shaking her

willing to go

toward the director’s office. “I need to talk to Mr. Yeats and tell him I’m ready

of strong arms scooped her

finally sighed and said, “Yvonne, don’t go. Mr. Yates already

her head. Her lips trembled, but the

thing she remembered was hearing the volunteer’s panicked voice right before everything went dark.

her eyes open, rubbing them

down, she saw her hands wrapped up like a

the door opened, and a bunch of kids burst

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