life is the roar of flames and the cei
t brother, Wesley, watched from outside, the
d, betrayed, and er
to the very moment their
red after my parents' funeral with a "prophecy" of o
ning to destroy our ancestral home, driving my s
d the house, and it exploded with me inside
h Wesley, her calculated suggestions leading to Maria's
of the very people who plotted my agonizing
nce, but my spirit refu
steel, I am ready to rewrite our destiny and turn