A wealthy heiress discovers that the people closest to her have made room in their lives for another woman—but not for her. Cast aside and forced to beg, she decides she is done pleading and sets out to reclaim what is rightfully hers.
He'd already found me a place. I could move in right after my birthday. I was so happy I begged him to come with me. He said he would.
The lights in the room dimmed and brightened, sliding across Vivianne's What's the rush? Can't she move the day after? Or the day after that?
The dress is an urgent issue. I want tomorrow. That dress will be gone. With everyone watching, Julian's face started to close. Go shopping tomorrow, both of you. I'm not moving.
Fairstone is fine. Julian knew how much I wanted to be closer to the house. So when I handed him the way out, his eyes filled with something guilty and sorry. Let's keep playing. Cece goes first this time.
I didn't say anything for a moment. Go on. Your brother's setting you up to win. I've seen sunrise at four in the morning from up in the hills. Everyone made a good sport of it, sighing like they'd missed out.
Vivianne rolled her eyes and folded one finger down. I've seen the northern lights in Iceland with my whole family. I folded a finger down, too. I've raised a 300-pound hog.
She wrinkled her nose. There's a star registered in my name. Mom gave it to me for my birthday. I lowered my eyes. My voice came out flat. I buried my parents by myself.