the bleakness in Karissa's heart. She didn't know

iver home, want

gure under a black umbrella. The bustling city, with its bri

ad song was playing, the lyrics telling a story

what are pr

ng time, the word "promi

d, just found by the wealthy Simon family after being lost for years. He

ct her then. He had call

e everyone else. It was a term of en

om grace, a disaster he blamed on her father? Was it when he

d into a downp

ld bed. Sleep offered no escape. Her ill

eir hands intertwined. In the dream, he looked at her with pure h

on her chee

ace looming over her, his expression

murmured, sti

e having a nightmare

e didn't want him to know about her illn

"Your brother?

ike a physical blow. "Wh

he sneered. "I saw you with him. At

race. The smell of him, a mixture of rain an

ce of his accusation making her feel s

His grip tightened, his actions bec

nose. She knew it was blood, but

eyes fell on the bottle

medicine," he said, his v

hospital. He had promised to take Hettie to the b

of pain. Her throat felt ti

ep for the res

one rang, shrill and urg

of our key projects have been sabotaged. And... and

run down her spine. "

to the office, her mind a w

new life. She remembered another girl, Hettie, who had been mistaken for her, living her life for years. When the truth

op floor. The door t

mile on her face. Brady stood beside her, hi

voice dripping with mock sympathy.

espond. She just

them said, his voice firm. "You are accused of corporate esp