Celia's POV
Growing up in the Harlow family wasn't a dream come true for any but my parents and big brother. Abraxas was the golden child, the one who would one day take over the family business, and I was supposed to marry upwards and not complain. My mother raised me to be a cold b***h, who didn't care about anyone other than myself.
That was my reality, and throughout my childhood, teens, and early adulthood, I was like this. A self centered b***h who didn't care about anyone or anything but myself.
I remember how my mother would beat the s**t out of me if I had been nice to someone she deemed inappropriate at school, which resulted in me changing my tone real soon.
One day I had come home from school and told my mom proudly about how I had helped someone from my class w
