Chapter 33

POV: “Corinna”

The sunbeams made their way through the cracks of the bay window; the dark curtains that blocked them out were nothing under its power.

I twitched in my sleep, the light behind my eyes pulling me from my dream. I shifted my head to the right, breathing in deeply. The light, however, was stubborn.

It followed me, and I groaned. flipping onto my stomach and burying my head in the pillow.

I had never been a morning person. Necessity had forced it upon me, but as my consciousness surfaced from sleep, I counted the days in my head.

Friday. It was Friday morning. I had no responsibilities, so I could sleep in until 10:00.

If the stupid sun would let me rest.

Mornings were the worst.

I yawned, still half-asleep as I pulled my pillow over my head, blocking out the rays of the morning sun filtering through the curtains of the window.

I sighed in relief, my body relaxing as I slipped right back into sleep. I could’ve slept the day away.

If it wasn’t for the alarm I’d set last night ringing incessantly,

“Ugh!” I threw my pillow, hearing it thump against the wall as I sat up in bed, grumpily. I fished for my phone on the nightstand, wincing at the sudden light from the screen as I shut off the alarm.

There was an unseen text message on my phone that caught my attention.

1 frowned, sitting up in bed as I opened it up.

“Girl, don’t look at the news, Leila texted me.

“Why? Did my father do something stupid again?’ I wrote back, rolling my eyes. It wouldn’t have been the first time my father had gotten himself into trouble.

He wasn’t a good man or even a good father, but he was better than none at all. Adelaide took that for granted. Just another thing I hated about her.

‘Not exactly, came the reply.

“Then what?”

Finally, she texted back with a link to a news article. Wasting no time, I clicked it, and my jaw dropped open.

*Damon Steyn and Adelaide Hildebrand Elope before wedding!

I scrolled down to read at a fast pace.

Two days before their official wedding. Damon Steyn, the son of CEO Dalton Steyn of Steyn Industries, and Adelaide Hildebrand, the first daughter of the old Hildebrand lineage, were caught leaving the Las Vegas Chapel dressed in wedding attire Thursday night.”

to be f*cking kidding me. They really went and

a suit, a massive grin on his face as he carried Adelaide in his

tint of pink.

Adelaide had on. It was too pretty for someone like her. She deserved to wear rags, and

did this to upstage us, I knew it. Who did they think they

phone to throw it at the wall, but I stopped,

fix

on the hard plastic of

rings, it cut off.

Ashton Steyn. Leave your name and number and

“Sh*t!”

the phone, not even knowing where Ashton was. Probably with that wh’re of

again. Typical Steyn.

of my grandmother. The old bat had always disliked me, but years of

rang then

No answer.

in on this too. She had

gnawed on my bottom lip, the panic growing inside of me. I couldn’t let Adelaide win. I

teeth and did what I should have done all along. I dialed my

first ring. I could always depend on my mother to be there for

came her sugary sweet

and saw the news, and that b*tch eloped with Damon already! She’s completely undermined

“She’s as crafty as her mother was.”

we should back off,” I said, full of doubt about our strategy. “If I try anything

fell silent, my voice cutting off immediately. I felt like a child being

win anything. Not even the smallest victory. This is what we’ve been working towards for years,” my mother spat. “That boy, Damon. You did

I frowned. “He still wants me. I made

mother said and chuckled deviously. “Don’t

Mother,” I

you, baby. Make sure to give me

“Love you, too.”

through my messy

since we were children. She

always made sure Adelaide hated him. Whispering in both of their cars to keep them apart, sabotaging any

a wild card. He

two brothers.

was clear. He still wanted

he loved her. I curled my arms around my knees, anger,

I use Damon to fix this mess?

sick, cruel, horrible idea, filled my mind. I smirked, my plan

I just needed Adelaide to think he wanted to. I’d been making her believe lies about him all

up in despair-the desolate look in her eyes as she realized that no

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