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Falcone smiled, "No, Faith, it changes nothing. We're still a family, just with a different understanding of our relationships." Nandini, the stalwart elder sister, found herself drowning in a sea of guilt and sorrow. For years, she had borne the weight of a concealed truth, a protective shield she thought would safeguard her younger brother and sister from the harsh reality of their parents' tragic end. Yet, as the truth spilled out, Nandini was forced to confront the consequences of her decisions. Tears, long held back, cascaded down her face, each drop a testament to the agony of deception and the heavy burden of shouldering their shared family history alone.

My mother immediately begins planning and assuming that I am the unfortunate one, destined to bring nothing but bad luck to our family. Meanwhile, my sister Nichole is the center of attention and affection from our mother. She is being trained and prepared meticulously to become the next Luna warrior, while I yearn for a sense of belonging and can't help but feel envious of her privileged position. Unfortunately, I have become my mother's servant, responsible for household chores and catering to my sister's every need. Each night, I go to bed hungry and bruised, enduring physical abuse from both my mother and sister. This life is a constant battle, and I desperately crave a change.

Her father passed away, their family went bankrupt, the Moretti fell into crisis, Uncle Blair passed away, and in the end, she and Jace took separate paths. Later, she was kept by Jace as his mistress in a villa, losing her freedom. Over the years, their feelings had long since worn away. But even though she hated him, Nancy had never thought about wishing for Jace's death. In this world, the only person who could be considered her family was him. Even if they couldn't be husband and wife, because of her father and Uncle Blair’s relationship, she and he would still be emotionally tied forever. Thinking of this, Nancy suddenly felt a sense of relief.

I looked to my grandmother, whom I'd supported since she retired from pack duties. She turned away, suddenly fascinated by the wall. Jason came over with that condescending smile he'd picked up lately. "Come on, sis. Sarah and Emily are more refined. They need the proper facilities. You and Mom are strong - you'll manage." I laughed bitterly. "Who's really family here? The mistress and her daughter get treated better than your own mother and sister. Anyone would think they were your real family!" My father's eyes flashed gold with anger. "It's just different rooms. Stop making such a fuss. Sarah and Emily are family now. We can't make them stay in basic accommodations. Make this small sacrif

Nathan got up from his seat and came over to Anita, wrapping his arms around her in a warm embrace. "I'm so glad you're okay," he whispered in her ear. "I'm okay now that you're here," Anita replied, looking up into Nathan's eyes. After a few moments in each other's embrace, Nathan pulled back slightly and looked at Anita with concern. "Are you worried about the curse?" he asked, his voice low and serious. Anita nodded and admitted, "I can't help it. It's been a part of my family for generations, and it's always lurking in the back of my mind."

"You finally came to see me! I knew you were a good kid, you wouldn't abandon us!" Mr. Vane also grabbed the phone, his voice trembling with eagerness. "Elara, get us out of here! This isn't a place for people! You're the mistress of the Thorne family now, aren't you? Just a word to your Godfather, and we'll be out! We're your parents!" Elara watched their pathetic performance with a strange calm. "Parents? Is this how parents act?" A soft, cold chuckle escaped her, her eyes like ice. "Have you forgotten who forced me to draw blood every day? Who said, 'Keep drawing as long as she's not dead,' when I was barely clinging to life?"

"You’ve always been so focused. Even when you were a little boy, you’d grab my hand and never let go. My 'little shadow,' your mother called you." Noah’s voice grew sleepier, his words slurring slightly as he relaxed into the solid heat of Orion’s body. "I’m glad you’re still my sweet nephew, Orion. Even if you’re a big, scary CEO now... you’re the only one who really listens to me. Everyone else thinks I’m just... well, they cherish me, but they don't listen."

She could leave…actually leave Mooncrest, the whispers, the pity and Lucas Blackwood For the first time since the rejection, Maya allowed herself to believe that another future might exist beyond the pain.

The moment they saw me, my parents rushed over and grabbed my hand. "My sweet Mabel, after you left, we realized this family just can't function with you," Mom wailed tearfully. "Exactly! We are completely destitute now. Some thief has stolen all our money. You must be lonely living in such a big apartment all by yourself. Why don't we move in to keep you company?" Then, they showed me their account balances. Of course I knew their balances were running low. I was the one who'd taken all their money, after all.

One sip. Just one sip, and I collapse to the ground. A-jun grinned; he was satisfied with the outcome of his deadly experiment. “Will you get out of the family?” he asked calmly, too calm for someone who set up such a heartless scene. “You are better off as an orphan, don’t you think?” For once in my life, maybe because I was close to death, I summoned the courage. I spat in his face and yelled back at him. “NO! I can’t leave this family; I belong here now. Also, I will become the next Don. Once I do, I'll make your life a living hell."