t, coating the windows in a thin, blurry layer. My whole body ached

ed. She was gone. Asher had thrown her out. Th

ust have fallen from Maria' s pocket. I opened it. It was a recipe for a soup she said would

ed. It was my

kay?" His voice w

What' s

. All of it. Without warning. We' re going to lose everything, Elara. D

cold. Asher.

I said, my voice

voicemail. I called his office. His assistant told

f into my wheelchair and went t

and contempt. "Mr. Thorne is in a very importa

e cold, modern lobby. People w

sher walked out, laughing with a group o

lked over to me, his face a cold

ice shaking. "Asher, you can' t do this.

shouldn' t I? Your family has been living off my money for

aid, the words catching in my throat.

nd. "You loved my name. My pow

ike a physical blow. But I could

my voice flat. "I' ll do anyth

g moment, a strange light

odd

said. "I wan

inch. This was what I wanted too.

ion. Savannah is hosting a charity luncheon today. At the Roosevelt. I want yo

He wanted to humil

gize fo

ing her life difficult. Apologize, and I' ll co

ed to b

handsome face, and I

elite. Savannah was at the head table, glowing, a p

nt smile crossed his face. He

s I wheeled myself to

is voice low but carryin

shaking violently. I lowered myself to the floor, the pain in my knees sha

her close. He kissed her temple, right in

at me, her eyes fil

n I had once loved, the man who was now destroying me. I

screaming in protest,

, and when I pulled my hand away from my mouth, it was covered in bright red bloo