Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 692:

She put on that familiar pitiful and aggrieved look. “Vince, I—”

His voice cracked like a whip before she could weave her spell. “Get lost!”

Ice crystallized in Vince’s stare as he wrenched his arm free from her desperate grasp. “How dare you show your face to me? Everything that’s destroyed between Maia and me, every shattered piece, that’s your masterpiece! You’re nothing but a thief, a liar, absolutely revolting! Disappear from my life, and if you ever poison my life again, I will give you a lesson you can never forget!”

His shove sent her tumbling backward, her knees striking the cold concrete with a sickening crack.

“Vince, please don’t walk away from me. Can’t you see past this anger? I know I’ve failed you, failed us both. But I can transform myself, become everything you need. Please, don’t cast me aside like I’m nothing!”

Rosanna dragged herself across the unforgiving ground toward him, her pride dissolving into desperate, clawing need.

his pants, Vince’s

filthy hands away

he pivoted and strode away, his retreating figure carved from

hung suspended in the empty space where he had been, her fingers grasping at nothing

this man who was slipping through her fingers like water,

was gone, forever leaving her

seized Rosanna’s

every story

her with such tender devotion

like a blade finding its mark, carving deep into her chest and twisting

her body as her lips drained of color, knuckles blanching white where her fists pressed

down her cheeks in steady streams, turning the world into a watercolor