JANE'S PERSPECTIVE
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Jane paced in her lavish bedroom, the silk of her gown swishing around her ankles. Her fingers tightened around the stem of her wine glass as she stared at her reflection in the vanity mirror. No amount of diamonds or designer dresses could mask the knot of jealousy twisting in her stomach.
Leah.
The name alone was enough to set her blood boiling.
It wasn’t enough that Leah had dared to return after all these years, disrupting the perfect life Jane had worked so hard to create. No, she had come back different. Confident. Composed. And worst of all, stunning.
Jane’s mind reeled back to that moment in the foyer—the way Leah carried herself, the slight smirk on her lips, and the way even their father seemed momentarily caught off guard by her transformation. It was insufferable.
She took a sip of wine, trying to steady herself, but the jealousy only burned hotter. Jane had spent years ensuring she was the center of attention in this house, carefully crafting her image as the perfect daughter. And now Leah was back, effortlessly stealing the spotlight, even with her accusations and self-righteous demeanor.
“Who does she think she is?” Jane muttered, slamming the glass onto the vanity. “Coming back here like she’s some kind of queen.”
Her mind began to race with possibilities. Leah’s return was a threat, not just to the family’s carefully concealed secrets but to Jane’s position of power. Leah had to go—and this time, for good.
Jane’s lips curled into a wicked smile. “Let her dig all she wants. She won’t find anything but trouble.”
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