Chapter 30

Citrine's eyes suddenly turned cold, lips flattening into a hard line.

The air went still in an instant.

No one would have guessed that Citrine and Alicia had once been inseparable as children the kind of best friends who practically shared everything.

When they were little, Citrine was an adorable, cherubic child, the sort everyone wanted to scoop up and hug.

She was just three and a half when she first met four-year-old Alicia at preschool.

Alicia, even then, was obsessed with beauty. The moment she saw Citrine, she was utterly enchanted by her.

She went home in tears, begging her mother, Irma Chase, to bring Citrine home to be her little sister.

Back then, Aline and her son hadn't yet returned to the Iverson family. Citrine was still a little girl wrapped in warmth and affection.

Faced with the clumsy adoration of a child her own age, Citrine felt awkward and lost.

After all, the other kids at preschool didn't like her. The reason was almost laughable: she always answered every question the teacher asked and earned the most gold stars.

Alicia was the first child who ever said she liked her.

day became the happiest Citrine had ever had at preschool. When she got home, she carefully chose a gift for her

wherever Citrine went, Alicia

when Aline brought Jeanette back to the

by bit, Citrine lost the love

family wanted to listen to

changed-everyone, that is, except

Alicia would always step in front

on you again? Just

if no one else believes you, I always

won't talk to Jeanette, that annoying pest, ever again. Please don't be mad

much you change, you'll always be my best

let's

sometimes, the

came over to play. The housekeeper was off that day; only the two of them and Jeanette

Alicia didn't notice anything was wrong until

was happening, she dashed out of the room and caught sight

are you doing?" Citrine

just laughed,

alive, Citrine." The fire flickered across her face, making

on her face was

felt as if she were staring

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