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Stella rolled over and pushed herself upright.

The room wasn't completely dark—a nightlight glowed faintly in the corner, casting a soft shadow across her face. She looked almost emotionless.

"Sick as she was, I'm honestly surprised Ursula managed to hang on this long before finally kicking the bucket," Stella said, her tone flat.

Everyone figured Ursula would be finished within days after Jaxon Larkin threw her out of the Larkin household.

No one expected she'd survive this many nights on the street.

Tegan huffed. "So what if she was tough? You can fight fate all you want, but in the end, she still died a miserable wreck."

You can refuse to accept your lot, but you can't trample over someone else to get ahead.

After all, what goes around comes around.

Stella's brow arched slightly when she heard how bad Ursula's end had been. "How miserable are we talking?"

Tegan hesitated, lowering her voice. "Under the highway bridge. Two homeless guys... did things to her."

She trailed off, letting the ugly details hang unsaid.

But Stella got the picture.

Homeless. That was fitting.

up her fancy image—she'd even tried to get Stella killed

Stella returned to the Larkin estate, Ursula did everything she

never accepted she was just the adopted daughter, always acting like she was better than

that's where she

"That's

worse than rough. It was

"She had it coming. Back when you were in the hospital, if Susie and I hadn't watched

his name made Tegan's voice

his sister—his real

had tried to hurt Stella more times than she

about, others

felt a heaviness in her chest. "Thanks for

you'd like to know. Maybe it'll make

in every way

fate, or just plain justice—what goes around, comes

honest, after I moved back, I

Not just Ursula.

bunch—unless someone shoved their names in her face, she hardly remembered them at

people just aren't

chuckled. "Sounds like life in Ferrowland's treating

answer simple