The family’s guardian stone picked me—the outcast—over my conniving half-sister. Their sudden kindness fooled me, but betrayal followed. My fiancée’s love was a ruse, my sister’s plot to seize power.
*[Wouldn’t you avenge such deceit?]*
I took the devil’s deal. This time, I’ll rule and repay every wound. Trust none—until his pleading gaze unsettles me.
*”Run, no matter what.”*
Dying, he fought for me. Why? The one I loved watched, yet you—my enemy’s tool—raced to my side. What was truth?
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