Though Sabrina's body ran cold, her grip tightened around the phone, “Stay out of my business and my life. If you want Finn that much then Vector can get married to him and two of them can continue from where I stopped. I'm no longer in your little box, so you can't control me!”
"Shut up! You don't get to decide that!" Katherine snapped. "Have you forgotten everything Harold has done for you? If it weren't for him, you'd be dead, Sabrina. I didn't raise you to be this ungrateful!”
A bitter smile crossed Sabrina's lips.
Ungrateful? To whom? Harold? Because the last thing she remembered was spending half of her life doing everything that pleases that ‘Yes man’ called Harold.
Her mind drifted back years ago. She was twelve when the doctors had diagnosed her with a life-threatening illness
