Chapter 3

After Dad and Caspian left to “handle the situation,” I managed to wheel myself into the hallway and

make an overseas call.

“I’ve made my decision. I want to claim Mom’s inheritance now.”

“Val! What the hell are you doing out here? Dad’s been freaking out thinking you might’ve-”

Dad rushed toward me, voice breaking as he pulled me into his arms. “Baby girl, I swear to God, I won’t let anyone touch a hair on your head ever again.”

As he hugged me, he shot Caspian a look over my shoulder.

On cue, my brother held up his phone with theatrical excitement.

“Holy shit, Val! The Swiss surgical team just landed! Got them on the earliest flight possible. We can get you into surgery, like, tonight!”

I lifted my gaze, eyes drifting coldly across their faces.

So now that my face was ruined beyond repair, they figured fixing my legs wouldn’t threaten precious Victoria’s chances anymore? How fucking generous.

But I didn’t need their twisted version of mercy.

“Dad, just… don’t.”

my hand. “Sweetheart, if we don’t do this surgery now, you’re looking

shook my head slowly. What was the

to argue, but Caspian bounded over, practically glowing. “Dad!

all this

even asking what I wanted–as usual–he pushed me toward my

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into

the

her hidden for years. I only discovered her existence

bullying her at school. There was

God, Val.” Victoria’s voice dripped with honeyed concern as we entered the room. “Everyone at school

noticed she’d brought a bouquet of

“Sorry about these. The florist was, like, totally out of everything else. Hope

impossibly sweet, “could I maybe have a few minutes alone with Val? Girl

her wide

if you can

second the door clicked shut, Victoria’s entire demeanor

swept over my bandaged face and immobilized legs, satisfaction gleaming like

edge.

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