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From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride Chapter 104
Camilla.I set my cutlery down slowly, carefully. The clink of silver against porcelain was intentional, soft, deliberate. A pause to mark the shift in the air. Julia, across from me, had been basking in the glow of her own dreams for far too long. She didn’t know she was walking into a trap with her name etched across every wire.I leaned forward slightly, offering her a tight, polished smile.“You know,” I began, letting my voice drop just enough to sound confidential, “if you really want to be accepted into the circles I mentioned… you’ll need to prove financial independence.”Julia blinked. “I already own my company, Ivory. That is financial independence.”I nodded slowly, like I was humoring her. “Of course. But owning something and showing it off strategically, those are two different things. The club I’m talking about? They don’t just want businesswomen. They want movers. Risk-takers. Women who turn dead assets into weapons.”Her gaze sharpened with interest, like I’d dangled
From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride Chapter 103
Camilla.I stood at Julia’s front door, frozen, like some fool waiting for a sign from the universe. Ten whole minutes. That’s how long I’d been standing there, pretending to be calm. I’d even tried that breathing trick Carol swore by, deep inhale through the nose, hold, slow exhale through the mouth. Supposed to be calming. Supposed to reset the nervous system.Didn’t do a damn thing for the inferno inside me.Every part of me screamed to walk away, to run. My hand hovered near the doorbell, then fell. I couldn't bring myself to press it. I stared at the stained glass of Julia's door like it held answers. Like I might see her face behind it. Just thinking about her made my jaw clench so tight it ached.Julia.I could feel the old rage crawling up my spine like a cold wind. My fists were tight at my sides, nails digging into my palm.Then came the hand on my shoulder.“Jesus!” I flinched and turned, nearly elbowing Carol in the face.“Relax, it’s just me.” Carol gave me a side-eye and
From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride Chapter 102
Camilla.I sat still, my back straight as a rod, in front of the ornate mirror while Miri worked her fingers through my hair. The brush moved rhythmically—slow, steady strokes as she pinned strands into place. “You nervous?” Miri asked softly, gathering a section of my hair and twisting it with practiced grace.I smirked at her reflection. “What gave it away?”“You’ve been holding your breath every three seconds,” she said, tugging gently to guide my head. “It’s a dead giveaway.”I exhaled, slow and shaky. “It’s just a gala.”Miri gave a little snort. “A gala with every cutthroat businessman and politician within a hundred-mile radius, hosted by the most powerful family in the Eastons’ network. Yeah, just a gala.”I rolled my eyes at her sarcasm, though it helped made things feel normal. Real. But just as quickly, a knot twisted in my stomach again.“Everyone who’s someone will be there,” Miri continued. “The senator from Cresthill, the D’Amico brothers, even that creepy old Minister
From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride Chapter 101
Camilla.The mirror didn’t lie.Not this time.I stared at the woman who stared back. My skin, usually warm-toned, was paler now, softened by the prosthetics glued with surgical precision to my cheekbones and jawline. My once jet-black curls had been transformed into icy blonde waves, cascading down my shoulders in effortless perfection. Contact lenses shifted the hue of my eyes from deep brown to stormy grey. My voice, now smoky, lilting, unfamiliar had taken me days of practice to perfect.“Say it again,” Carol said from behind me.I closed my eyes for a second, then whispered, “My name is Ivory.”“Louder. With purpose.”“My name is Ivory.” I opened my eyes and met hers through the reflection. “Grey leaned against the wall, arms folded. His jaw was tight, as usual.“You don’t just look different,” he murmured. “You are different.”I stood slowly, running my fingers down the soft silk of the white blouse Carol had chosen for me clean, sharp lines. Ivory on ivory.“Everything about y
From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride Chapter 100
Camilla.The moment Grey said, “Let’s do it. Let’s take back everything they stole from you,” something cracked open inside me—a dam of cold, furious resolve I’d been holding back for too long. I just looked him dead in the eye, nodded once, and whispered, “Good.”We were both sitting on the edge of his massive mahogany bed, the late afternoon sun casting fractured gold light across the floor. His room smelled faintly of cedar and whatever expensive cologne he always wore that distracted me from the main topic.“I still can't understand why they did all that ,” Grey said, fingers brushing the edge of a thick notepad, already filled with scribbles from the last half-hour. “Your reputation. Your company. Your name. Why did they want it all so bad? I'm sure your father left something for them.”I leaned back on my hands and tilted my head at him. “Those greed bastards are never satisfied,” I said. “I want to burn down every illusion they’ve built. Georgina. Julia. Benjamin. I want them c
From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride Chapter 99
Camilla.Darkness wasn’t silent.It pulsed with echoes. “Camilla... Camilla…”I wanted to answer. I wanted to stand up immediately. But something was holding me down. My body felt heavy, my limbs like stone, but it wasn’t exhaustion. It was grief. Grief so dense it could suffocate. I heard the name again louder this time. I recognized it now.“Camilla, wake up!”Rachael.A gentle nudge shook my shoulder. Then another. My eyelids fluttered open slowly like I was resurfacing from water too deep. Light stabbed into my vision, and I winced.Rachael’s face hovered above mine, framed by the dull gray sky. Worry etched across her features like cracks in porcelain. “Thank God,” she whispered when she saw my eyes open. “You’re awake.”I sat up on the patch of grass I didn’t even remember collapsing onto. My throat ached like I’d been screaming, but I didn’t remember screaming either. Maybe I had. Maybe I’d just done it inside my head.“They’re dead,” I murmured, and the words barely made it pa
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