The Sister Who Stabbed, The Heir Who Fell

Emilia, it was just the eerie echo of a past life that had ended with my younger sister, Sop

ately plunged down the stairs, disfiguring myself, knowin

y desperate gamble: "Isabella w

nda, and we built a new, humble

reappeared, flaunting her new life with Isabell

t literal thugs to abduct me, twisting my mot

ony, her broken arm a viscera

e metallic taste of terror filled my

go so far, inflicting su

Sophia's triumphant gaze, I

private line of my estranged grandmother, Eleanor Ainsworth, a name t

erything woul