At the multimillionaire’s wife’s funeral, a homeless girl pointed at the casket and screamed, “She’s not dead! I saw him lock her in!” The husband sneered, “Get this lunatic out of here.” But when the lock broke and the lid slid open, what lay inside made the entire crowd freeze in terror…

Ysella faced ruin, and Mirelle walked away to rebuild her life—eventually meeting me. I thought Ysella had vanished into the shadows, a ghost of the past.

“She blamed Mirelle,” Rurik babbled, crawling backward in the mud. “She said Mirelle ruined her destiny. She said she didn’t want Mirelle dead… she wanted her to suffer. To know what it felt like continue reading …