Aurelia's POV
The ceiling above me was ornate, painted with intricate gold designs that belonged in a palace, not a bedroom. My head throbbed with each heartbeat, and when I tried to sit up, the world spun violently.
Where am I?
"Oh, sweetheart, you're awake!" My mother's voice was thick with relief and worry as she rushed to my side. "Thank God. You gave us such a fright."
Us? The memory came flooding back—the brothers in my apartment, the rejection ritual, Jaxon pushing me. My hand went to the back of my head, finding a tender bump beneath a neat bandage.
"Mom?" My voice came out hoarse, confused. "Where are we?"
"At the Blackwood estate, darling. The boys brought you here after your accident." She smoothed my hair back from my forehead, her touch gentle but her eyes filled with
