Rebirth: 24 Hours To Erase My 10-Year Nightmare
The grass had grown back, thick and green, covering the spot where Silas had collapsed.
There was no trace of the wedding left. No hint of the "nanny" who had scrubbed floors for a man who never existed.
I looked at my parents. They are alive, safe, and free.
I had lost a decade in a nightmare, but I had gained a lifetime in truth. I was thirty in a twenty-year-old’s body, carrying the wisdom of a survivor and the power of an heiress.
I didn’t need a man to guide me down the aisle. I didn’t need a sister to hold my veil. I walked into my home, head held high, ready to shape a future that no one would ever steal from me again.