Hearing my parents, the last ember of warmth in my heart turned to ice and shattered."Are you... really my parents?"My voice trembled in the wind, not from fear, but from absolute despair."How many times did I warn you?" I walked toward them, step by step. "I told you Stella was lying, and you didn't believe me. I told you her plan would get us all killed, and you didn't believe me. I begged you not to go through with it, and you locked me in the cellar!"My voice rose."And now, when you're facing death, the first thing you do is try to pin it all on me?""Isolde, you—" my mother started."Shut up!" I roared. "You don't get to say my name! From the day I was born, you treated me like Stella's shadow! Like a tool you could throw away!"My father, enraged, lunged at me like a wild animal."You ungrateful little—"A boot connected with his chest in mid-air, sending him flying.Liam lowered his leg, brushing off imaginary dust from his hands.My father landed hard on the ground, curled
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