The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 31

Citrine waved frantically at Sawyer, her voice desperate. "Dad! Help us!"

Sawyer heard her and turned in their direction, about to rush over-when, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Jeanette on the other side of the room.

He stopped short.

In that instant, Citrine's heart shot into her throat.

The fire had grown too fierce-there was only time to save one of them.

Sawyer's gaze lingered on Citrine, and in that look, she saw all of his inner turmoil laid bare. But the moment passed; his decision hardened, and he turned away, running straight toward Jeanette.

Citrine knew, with a cold certainty, that she had been abandoned again.

As Sawyer carried Jeanette through the flames to safety, Citrine gave up any hope that he would turn back for her.

The fire roared, closing in. There was no time to feel hurt-she barely had time to think at all.

cradled in her arms, was choking on the thick smoke, her eyes squeezed shut, her small

doomed, she caught sight of a window in the far corner. An idea flickered to

back into the bedroom, grabbed a blanket, soaked it in water, and threw it over her shoulders. Then she hurried back

she urged, shaking her friend

Citrine, I'm so tired. I think I'm going to die." Alicia's voice was barely a

out of here. I promise," Citrine said, kneeling

slight, determined girl

almost there when a deafening crash sounded behind them-an explosion sent a shockwave

Instinctively, she

Blood trickled from Citrine's ears, and suddenly, the world was

blanket, and, with every ounce of

must have called for help, because soon after, an

again, she was in a hospital bed-alone. Not a single familiar face

of pity, but his words were merciless. "Sweetheart, I'm afraid your hearing

loud, the grief crashed over

the