Flame-Kissed Revenge

Synopsis

When Edward Harrington died, he left every penny of his fortune to his first love, Lillian Grace. All I got was a letter, and each word a blade. [You and I could've all walked out of that fire unscathed, Vivian Shaw, but you charged in like a heroine, ruined your face, and guilt-tripped me into marriage. I played sick for years and kept you out of my bed for Lillian. When I'm gone, give my ashes to her. She and I will share a grave. The house, the money, the life you lived? It's what you owe her. Pay it back.] I read it, rage flooding my lungs, and collapsed. I woke to smoke, flames licking my skin, back at the fire that started it all. Through the blaze, I saw Edward and Lillian clutching each other, stumbling blind. I unclenched my fist, smiled coldly, and turned toward the exit. This time, I would not be the heroine. I would watch them burn.