Chapter 1

Citrine had often wondered: if she could return to being three years old, would she ever have called Sawyer Iverson "Dad"?

More than once, she'd fantasized about giving back the life he'd given her-she just never thought she'd actually get the chance.

But she did die, truly and utterly, at the bright young age of twenty-eight.

So when she opened her eyes again, it was a shock to find herself back at seventeen.

Back then, she'd only been home from abroad for six months.

Havencrest General Hospital.

A girl in a faded black jacket and jeans knelt alone beside a hospital bed. Her stubborn little face was pale as chalk, but her tightly clenched fists betrayed the storm inside her.

"Citrine Iverson, apologize." Sawyer's voice was cold and hard as steel.

Iverson. Jeanette had fallen

one believed

head, her words echoing what she'd said

seen in years, there was not a hint of warmth in her voice. She sounded

words had even faded, Sawyer's hand came down hard

the side, and bright blood trickled from the corner of

He hadn't held back.

to admit it. How could I have a daughter like you?" Sawyer's voice shook with disappointment and disgust. Citrine met

judge, she'd

she let out a bitter laugh. "Lucky I'm not your real

say?" Sawyer raised his hand again,

And if you keep pushing, I might just

Iverson family had killed any love she'd ever had for

you?" He looked at Citrine as if she were a stranger. "I sent you abroad for years, and you come back even more

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