efore her, just as she remembered-ornate chandeliers, polished surfaces gleaming under the golden light. But somethi

in these halls-taller, more confident, her long, orange hair cascading down her back, glowing against her pearl-white skin. Her green eyes flickered like ocean waves, and

ther step, a cold, sharp

finally

turned and saw Elizabeth Taylor standing at the top of the staircase. Her imposing figure was frame

a Ro

a shadow, always competing for his attention. And now, here she was, standi

Sofia d

miled and spoke, "Hello,

aids exchanged uneasy glances, shifting uncomfortably. So

d, a mocking smirk curli

d why Elizabeth was behaving this way. Where was the warmth, the welcome she ha

with loathing. As they approached, Sofia's eyes flared with anger and-was it fear? Cloe noticed the way Sofia's hands trembled sli

with a flicker of panic-if Ethan saw her now, there was no way he would give her up. Sofia's

calm her, before turning her full attentio

your home, Cl

r her. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Her heart pounded in her chest as she looked around, helpless, searching for any si

wrong-this wasn't how she had imagined her return. She felt a hollow pit form in her stomach as s

a slight, triumphant smirk. It was then that Cloe re