Isabella POVThe wind howls, a mournful sound that matches the hollow feeling in my chest. Below us, a thousand feet of empty air. Above us, the woman who gave me life is calmly discussing my death."The stone, Isabella," Eleanor Vane calls out. Her voice is amplified by the silence of the night. She looks regal, her silver hair perfectly coiffed despite the wind. "Don't be tedious. We both know you value your life far more than a piece of rock."Liam’s arm tightens around me. I can feel the vibration of his growl against my ribs. "Eleanor, if you touch that cable, I will spend every cent I have making sure you never see the sun again."My mother laughs. It’s a delicate, tinkling sound. "Liam, dear, if I cut this cable, you won’t have any cents left. The Vane lawyers are already filing the papers to absorb Sterling Tech based on the corporate espionage charges your 'intern' so kindly provided."She looks back at me. "Three. Two...""Stop!" I scream. I hold the sapphire out over
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