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Chapter 14 - Scars to your beautiful

Auteur: Catherine Silver
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Chapter 14

Elena Moretti

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The flash of cameras blind me as soon as we stepped onto the charity gala’s crimson carpet. They screamed my name

“Elena!”

“Look here!”

“Smile, this way!”

As though they were predators and I the glittering prey. I did feel like prey, and they hounds waiting for at least one hair to be out of place so they can have the gossip tabloids post wild accusations about me. I was tired of the constant eyes waiting for me to fail.

I smiled. Or at least, I curved my lips in a way that passed for one. There was a reason I was known as the ice princess. It would be how unapproachable I am presented. When I was a teen the nickname stung, now I didn’t care. I was known for never showing interest in anything or anyone.

Another thing I could blame my father for.

My body ached beneath the silk of my gown. Every step sent sharp reminders of the punishment I’d endured hours earlier, my father’s fury etched into my skin. He’d found out I had walked in on Damien and Bella in hi
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