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I had read countless books about sneaky sisters and cheating exes.
Who would have thought it would happen to me? I was twenty-six, thinking my life finally made sense. But this… This moment tore everything apart. We were on the lower floor of Conner's company and everything happened because Clara had spilled scalding hot coffee on herself and blamed me. I tried to explain but my so-called fiancé gave me a big shock. “You are so disgusting Alyssa! I gave you everything but yet you are so greedy.” Conner spat out, every word stabbed my heart. “Conner, I-” My words were stopped instantly. “Shut up Alyssa! Don't you dare call my name. You should be grateful for Clara, she's even pleading for you! I should ruin you right now.” He raised his voice. I stepped back. I had dated Conner for three years and he never looked nor talked to me in such a way, especially not in front of all these people. My time, my life, my modelling career, I left it all to work as his consultant. I handled his projects. I built his company with my negotiating skills. I did the dirty work while he rested. Why was he doing this? This wasn't what he promised me. “Conner, don't you see? Clara’s manipulating you. She's lying, and that's what she's been doing since she got here. Clara wants to make me look bad.” I tried to explain to him. Clara hid behind Conner, sniffing and tearing up but I could see the smirk on that sneaky face. This was how she convinced our parents to hate me, using the same script. It was the same thing all over again, in front of these people. Connor was the light in my darkness. He was my pillar, my first love. I couldn't let him go. “Conner, please listen to me.” The slap came fast, and my vision blurred before I hit the ground. “You vengeful piece of…” Conner stopped himself, then he crouched to my level. His fingers dug into my cheeks and it burned. “Listen yourself Alyssa. You sound insane. I want nothing to do with you. You always rubbed yourself on me, so I had no choice but to humor you." He said. "But I'm done now! Take this as a warning. Stay very far away from me and Clara.” My eyes welled up. I couldn't believe how foolish I was. But no words left my lips. I watched Conner hold Clara by the waist, something he had never done to me, and that was bare minimum. “There's no place for you in my heart Alyssa. It will only belong to Clara. You can and will never compare to her.” And then he walked out. Just like that. Out of my life. Out of my feelings. Out of the future I thought we had. I had been blind. It was obvious. The calls, the late nights, the absence. Clara's sudden sweetness. I laughed. It was funny how I had been played and sad that I thought there was a chance. ***** “Hey Kate. Are you there please?” My voice was shaky when I called my best friend in the whole world. “Oh my gosh, Alyssa. Why do you sound like that? Tell me where you are right now, I'm coming now.” This was why I loved her. And why I hated myself now. Kate had warned me but I didn't listen. I waited and a car pulled up. Kate walked out in the snow, and wrapped me inside her arms. “My baby. Don't cry for that man! He's going to pay and you'd be the one to serve it.”Everyone turned to look at Beatrice and Abby, now giving each other a tense stare-off.The students who had gathered around the Maybach were suddenly more interested in the two girls than the expensive car sitting behind them. Whispers traveled through the small crowd as some students exchanged curious glances, clearly wondering what had happened between them.Abby folded her arms across her chest.“Hope you've not come to say my mom stole the car too?” she said in a sarcastic tone.A few students snickered.Beatrice held her chest in mock shock. “What? No,” she drawled. “I'm sorry about my ugly comment earlier. You didn't tell me your mom was Alyssa Cambridge.”Abby blinked back her confusion.“She isn't—”“Abby, honey, let's go,” Alyssa cut in, motioning toward the car door.Her tone was gentle, but there was something about the way she spoke that made Abby glance at her mother.Alyssa's smile remained in place.Yet her eyes had briefly flickered toward Beatrice.“It seems even you
Abby stared at the boy standing in front of her, her mouth hanging open. There was no way her first crush was her bully's brother. The school courtyard suddenly felt much louder than it had moments ago. The chatter around them blurred into background noise as Abby tried to process what she had just heard. She blinked back her shock, trying to collect herself. She cleared her throat and spoke, her voice coming out in a croak. “Beatrice is your sister?” The boy winced, his little grimace making Abby blush. “Yes…” Harry glared at him, sizing him up as he wrapped his arm around Abby's shoulder and pulled her closer to him. His protective gesture made Abby shift awkwardly beneath his arm, but Harry did not seem interested in giving the boy any space. The three stood there, staring at each other, with nothing to say. “Look, I'm sorry, okay?” The boy spoke up. “Beatrice can be like that at times. I'll talk to her.” Abby shifted under her brother's weight, adjusting her bag strap
Fifteen Years Later. Morning sunlight streamed through the wide windows of the mansion, spilling golden light across the polished floors and expensive furniture. The house, once filled with the tense silence of uncertainty and fear, had changed completely over the years. There was laughter now. The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the hallway, followed by the unmistakable voice of a mother who had already lost most of her patience before breakfast. “You're going to miss your first day!" Alyssa yelled from downstairs. "And going to make me late for work!” "I know!” Abby yelled back from her room. She stood in front of her mirror, straightening her hair with a straightening iron. She carefully pulled another section of her long hair between the heated plates, watching her reflection closely as the strands fell smoothly over her shoulders. Today was important. It was not just another school day. It was her first day at a completely new school, and Abby had spent almost
Days passed. Alyssa didn't hear anything from the Royal Family, but something told her that was more of a bad omen than a sign of relief. The silence was almost too peaceful, and she had learned by now that whenever powerful people stopped making noise, it usually meant they were planning something somewhere behind closed doors. Still, she tried not to think about it. There was too much to do. Boxes had been scattered throughout the mansion, their belongings carefully sorted into what they needed immediately and what could be left behind, while Harrison moved from one room to another, checking their luggage and making sure nothing important was forgotten. “Are you taking these?” Harrison asked, raising her favorite mugs in the air. “Of course. What would I do without my coffee?” She said lightly, as she stacked one of the many boxes they'd be taking with them. Harrison laughed quietly before placing the mugs into another box. She had left the Cambridges' mansion days ago, and
Julian's words hung in the air for a minute, the silence deafening.No one was sure if they had heard right as they stared at him in shock.The amount of money he had offered was already difficult enough to process, but the condition attached to it was what truly frightened them.Leave the country.Leave her life behind.Disappear before the Royal Family decided to take matters into their own hands.Alyssa dropped the paper on the table between them, shaking her head lightly.“I can't take this. I'm not going anywhere," she said, defiant.Her voice was firm, but the slight tremble in her fingers betrayed how shaken she really was.“Alyssa, listen to me—” Julian said, his voice lowering.“No! You want me to leave my life behind just because your parents can't stop being greedy! I'm not doing that!"Her frustration finally exploded, the words leaving her mouth faster than she could control them.Her breathing became laboured and heavy, her face contorted with rage."I'm tired of reducin
Alyssa's voice was firm despite the slight tremble she felt in her hands.The man scoffed.“That would be unwise,” he said. “The Royal Family would take action against you if you refuse. That's why they sent us… to warn you.”Alyssa was baffled.For a moment, she wondered if she had heard him correctly.They were threatening her.In her own home.She whipped her head to Harrison, who only held her tightly as his jaw clenched.His silence told her that he was equally furious.Alyssa looked to her parents for help, but they remained quiet.That silence hurt more than she expected.Anger surged her veins as she shot herself to her feet.“Why are you guys not saying anything?! They're threatening me and you're just quiet!"“Honey—" Addison began to talk, but was cut short by the front door opening.The sound immediately drew everyone's attention.A familiar person waltzed into the living room, posture straight and his eyes burning into Alyssa's.“Julian…” she said, breathless. “What are y







