Suzan’s POVThe rhythmic hum of the sedan's tires against the wet asphalt was the only sound cutting through the dim interior of the car. Outside, the highway stretched into the grey, early morning mist, swallowing the distance between me and the prison I had finally escaped.I leaned my head against the cold glass of the window, staring out at the passing trees. My body was exhausted, but my mind was a raging storm of memories. Now that the adrenaline of my escape was beginning to fade, the absolute weight of the last few years came crashing down on me, dragging me back into the dark.For as long as I could remember, my life had been defined by a quiet, suffocating warfare.When my mother passed away, my father remarried a cold, ambitious woman who brought her own daughter, Cassandra, into our home. Because I was my father’s biological daughter and the rightful heir to our family's modest legacy, Cassandra’s jealousy took root early, growing into something truly venomous. She and
Last Updated : 2026-07-21
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