Lila’s POV
As soon as I stepped into the almighty mansion where Aria had been living, I inhaled sharply. It was beyond magnificent. Every glistening surface, every polished detail screamed wealth, power, and privilege—things I had been denied my entire life. My fingers itched to touch everything, to claim it as my own.
But I held back. I couldn't afford to let my excitement slip. I am Ivy now.
A strong, reassuring hand squeezed my shoulder, and I turned to face the man who had unknowingly brought a viper into his home. "I'm sorry your uncle and I are late. I promise you that monster won’t ever come near you, okay?" Richard, Ivy’s so-called father, whispered before pulling me into a warm embrace.
I nodded, allowing my body to relax against him. How ironic. He had no idea the real
