The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 1

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.

Citrine had gotten into a fight with Jeanette Iverson. Jeanette had fallen down the stairs, and the security

believed

head, her words echoing what she'd said in her last

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

her words had even faded, Sawyer's

side, and bright blood trickled

He hadn't held back.

Sawyer's voice shook with disappointment and disgust. Citrine met his gaze and finally saw the cold

she'd already be sentenced to

out a bitter laugh. "Lucky I'm not your real daughter, or you'd really have something to be ashamed

say?" Sawyer raised his hand again, but this time, it hovered in the air,

an apology. And if you keep pushing, I might just take the blame and be

love she'd ever had for them long ago. Sawyer was

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

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