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.

fight with Jeanette Iverson. Jeanette had fallen down the stairs, and the security footage

believed her

lifted her head, her words echoing what

hint of warmth in her voice. She sounded

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

side, and bright blood trickled from the corner of

He hadn't held back.

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

a judge, she'd already

not your real

his hand again, but this time, it hovered in the air,

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

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

gotten into 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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