Chapter 4

The Harrison family mansion loomed before me, its pristine white columns and manicured gardens now feeling like the elaborate facade they'd always been. I sat in my car, fingers tight around the velvet box containing every gift, every piece of jewelry Blake had given me over our six years together. Including the engagement ring I'd retrieved from the cliffside where I'd initially thrown it—it wasn't mine to discard, after all.

The weight of finality settled in my chest as I stepped out of the car. This would be the last time I walked up this sweeping driveway, the last time…