Elena.At 6:55 AM, I stood before Hartley Tower and looked up. Eighty stories of glass and steel stretched into the morning sky, reflecting clouds and sunlight. The building seemed taller than I remembered, more imposing. Or maybe I had just forgotten what it felt like to stand here as myself.The Armani suit fit perfectly. Tailored, black, sharp. My hair was styled in a sleek bun. Diamond studs in my ears. Heels that added three inches to my height. I looked every inch the heiress I had been born to be.Three years ago, I had walked away from all of this. I could still remember that morning, standing in this exact spot, looking up at my family's empire and thinking love mattered more. That being Elena Wright, an ordinary wife, would make me happier than being Elena Hartley, a corporate heir.I had been so naive."Ms. Hartley."Two security guards stood at attention as I approached the entrance. They were new, faces I did not recognize, but they clearly knew mine."Welcome home, Ms. H
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