We reached Valtemort, but I never had the courage to even look out the window to see how the city had changed after three years. It wasn't because I feared the sudden change, but because of the fact that this place deemed me as a thief and a gold digger without knowing the truth.
Three years may be long, but I was more than sure the people did not forget what happened in the past. I could not even erase the image of the online articles labelling me as the white ghost gold digger. They mocked my appearance, saying that a freak albino like me shouldn't show her face in public ever again.
"We're here," Kade said upon parking his car.
I slowly lifted my gaze and realized we were at the main estate of the Storm family.
"Why?" I asked, my chest tightening and tears started to flood my eyes.
