The night air outside the Luis family’s grand mansion was biting cold. The porch light glowed brightly, reflecting off the white marble steps leading to the entrance. Vania stood there, clutching her small bag tightly, trying to convince herself that coming home was the best choice.

After the explosive fight with Devandra, her mind was in chaos. She needed a safe place… or at least somewhere she could breathe without feeling suffocated. And her family home was the only place that came to mind.

She took a long breath before knocking on the door.

It didn’t take long for it to open. Livia—her stepsister—appeared in a luxurious silk house dress,...