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.

ago, Citrine had gotten into a fight with Jeanette Iverson. Jeanette had fallen down the

believed

her words echoing what she'd said in

was not a hint of warmth in her voice. She sounded as if

Sawyer's hand came down hard across

head snapped to the side, and bright

He hadn't held back.

could I have a daughter like you?" Sawyer's voice

judge, she'd already

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

his hand again, but this time, it hovered

her eyes cool and steady. "Don't expect an apology. And if you keep pushing, I might just take the blame and

she'd ever had for

at Citrine as if she were a stranger. "I sent you abroad

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