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The unit I had just bought came with great energy. The realtor said a person could feel the warmth of home there. The day after I moved in, I ran into the ex-husband I hadn't seen in five years. After ten seconds of awkward silence, Michael Sterling spoke first. "Charlotte, you're here?" I didn't answer him. "I'm out for a walk." As I stepped into the complex, his voice reached me again. It was far too polite for the man I knew. "Charlotte, you could go back to the Evans Family. You could go back to the Sterling Family too." I didn't correct him. My name was Anna Quinn. None of it mattered anymore. I wasn't the real heiress, and I wasn't Michael's wife. I was only myself.