THE HEIR'S UNWANTED BRIDE
She crossed the balcony in four steps and her hand connected with my face before I had time to move.
The slap cracked across the night air.
"You took everything," she said, her voice breaking on the last word. "My father…This house. Everything I was supposed to have. And now him. You took him too."
"I didn't take anything," I said, my hand going to my cheek. "Vivienne, I don't know what's going—"
"Don't." Her voice dropped to something quieter that was somehow more frightening than the shout. "Don't tell me you didn't know. You obviously bewitched him, because why on earth would he choose you over me."