Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 693:

Once again, it was Maia who stood at the center of her destruction. Always Maia, weaving through every thread of her downfall.

Vince’s heart belonged entirely to Maia, and every ounce of sympathy naturally flowed in Maia’s direction.

But what about her? Rosanna didn’t know what she had done wrong.

She found it hard to understand this world. All she’d wanted was to take back her life, to remove the woman who had stolen her place, to return to the world of privilege that should have been hers.

Her dreams were simple enough. To be loved, to marry into wealth, to live comfortably and earn the respect of others. Nothing more than that.

Why did she, fighting to reclaim what belonged to her, still couldn’t measure up while Maia, who had taken her identity, got to live so easily?

had only wanted to give Maia what she deserved, to let her experience the same bitter

wrong with

up from the ground, her clothes dirty and torn, her hair

thunder rumbled across the sky as dark clouds gathered overhead, growing heavier by

hurried for cover under shop awnings and into their cars, but Rosanna stood perfectly still in

as if it might cleanse away her

through her hair, soaked into her collar, and ran between her fingers, leaving

completely unaware of the world

newest

desperately she wished that this was all just a nightmare, that she could open her eyes to find Maia still locked away, Vince still wearing her

time moved in only one direction, and there was no undoing what had been