Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Amy wasn't just quiet-she could really take it.

The moment Fiona left, Amy's parents finally let their guard down. They shared a loaded glance before turning their attention to her, something unreadable flickering in their eyes.

"Amy, you should go home first," Bentley said, his voice cold and distant. "Your mom and I still have things to discuss. We need to stop by your school and talk to your teachers." He barely spared her a second look, like he couldn't be bothered.

Lucy, as always, kept her gentle act. She reached over, took Amy's hand in both of hers, and gave it a soft, comforting pat. "Amy, you've seen how things are with the Gregory family right now. No matter what, make sure you get along with Ms. Fiona, okay?"

Amy nodded, obedient and quiet, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper. She didn't even dare to speak up.

Bentley's jaw tightened-her meekness only seemed to piss him off more. He shot her a glare, his words like knives.

"Don't forget, you're the Gregory family's heiress, not some scared little nobody. If you keep acting like this, you'll ruin us. Useless! Even that fake Amy before you would never have been so pathetic. Sometimes I wonder if you're really my daughter."

word hit Amy like a slap. She pressed her lips together and stared at the

Lucy said, jumping in to defend her. "She spent years locked in that basement-did you ever think about what that did to her? Who taught her anything? If she'd grown up in the Gregory family like the fake Amy, do you really think she'd be

after all, her daughter.

there's anything you want, just buy it. Don't worry about saving money for us. Everything we have will be yours anyway. Your dad just wants you to take over the Gregory

voice was gentle, a world

and took the card, her voice

picked up her bag and

only her

keep it together?" she snapped. "If you want to keep fake Amy safe, you'd better treat your

shot of liquor and