Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Rachel felt every bone in her body scream as her knees and elbows collided with the sleek marble floor. The pain was so intense it made her tremble all over.

Upon hearing Quintessa's voice, she shuddered, as if caught in the same curse as Miranda's outburst that night at home. Quintessa, that wretched woman, was like a curse cast over her, one she couldn't shake off no matter how hard she tried.

Despite their relentless efforts to bring her down, here she was, thriving, better off than any of them.

Rachel was all too familiar with Miranda's misfortunes. She knew Miranda couldn't enter the Lott family anymore. The word around town was that Miranda had started sleeping with boys since junior high, had abortions in college, and had gone through nineteen boyfriends-a promiscuous woman indeed.

spent her days holed up in her room. Abandoned by Sean, and

up like Miranda. Quintessa might be her curse too, but she wouldn't be as foolish as Miranda. She'd find a way to rid herself of Quintessa, to ensure

back, pinning her down. The pain elicited a muffled groan from Rachel. Gritting her

resisting Rachel's tug but also stomping

Rachel struggled a few times before tremblingly saying, "Quintessa, the things you've done with Yolanda, don't think I'm oblivious. Do you really believe you're that clever? That

hilarious. What have I done? Rachel, don't scare me. I'm quite timid, you know! If you find any trace, call the police

what they had done to her mother back then. Rachel seethed, "Wretch, I won't let you revel for long.

Lott family; rest assured, I can do the same to you with the Yorks. No, no, no, not just the York family, but all

expressions changed drastically on the spot, fearful unease flashing in her eyes. Yet, she quickly regained her composure, "Want to accuse me of having a dozen boyfriends like Miranda, of having abortions after sleeping around? Quintessa, please come up