Chloe woke with a shiver, her body stiff and aching. She immediately checked on the man beside

im to wake up. She had

n, cold and precise, formed in her mind. Without hesitation, she uncla

on fee," she whispered

t the small clearing, she stopped. She scooped up a handful of dark mud, mixed it with the juice from some crushed leaves, and carefu

et them all think she was broken.

usty pickup truck eventually rumbled into view and slowed to a stop. The driver, a farmer

a hiker who'd had an accident. She offered him the

loe learned from his chattering that it had been three days since she'd gone missing. The New York papers

Her family couldn't even be bot

ck of cash. Enough. She bought a set of plain, unremarkable clothes

toria Beaumont and Asher Prescott were celebrating their engagement with a lavish party at the Prescott estate. T

That party would be her st

air of New York. She didn't go home. Her first stop was a pharmacy,

surgeon and artist, she transformed the healing cut on her cheek. It was no longer a simple wound. It was a horrific, pe

face was ruined, but the eyes were sharper and colder than

t family's Upper East Side estate. The guard t

f here," h

ing and spoke her name, her voi

ace went slac

with her friends, sipping afternoon tea. She was talking abou

face pale, his voice trembling. "Miss Victoria..

porcelain teacup slipped from her fingers, shatte