Rey’s pov :
My nails dug even deeper into my palms as I watched Sophie bask in the limelight. The delicate necklace on her neck, the admiration in everyone’s eyes, the way even the young master of the Williams family kept glancing at her—it was unbearable.
Why?
Why was she getting everything?
Why was she the one dressed like a princess, standing in the spotlight, while I was left in the shadows?
Had the past twenty years meant nothing? Did my so-called parents care so little for me that they secretly bought her a necklace worth nearly a billion while I had to fight for their attention?
It was as if I didn’t exist.
As if all those years of companionship, of calling them "Mom" and "Dad," were worthless the moment she reappeared.
I wanted to scream. To tell everyone
