Chapter 183 – I Won’t Be Replaced
Zarina’s POV
I didn’t sleep all night.
I sat alone in the nursery, with only the soft sounds of my babies breathing to keep me company. The moonlight came in through the window, lighting the room just enough for me to see their peaceful faces.
I kept staring at them, brushing my fingers gently over their tiny hands and cheeks.
I should have felt at peace. But I didn’t.
My chest was heavy.
Not with sadness—but with fear, confusion, and something I hadn’t felt in a long time.
Anger.
My mind kept going back to her. Zaria.
The woman with my face. The woman with a history I never knew existed. The woman who everyone looked at like she was born for the throne I had fought so hard to sit on.
She said she was Asher’s old flame. But I knew there was more to it. Something deeper.
Something Asher wasn’t telling me.
And I hated how that made me feel—like a second choice. Like I was never really chosen, just… accepted.
Loved because I looked like someone else.
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