Twenty-four hours later and so much with preparations, I stood in front of the long mirror in the bedroom I had been staying in, checking out the sleek black dress I was wearing to tonight’s event. My brother had tried multiple times to say that I couldn’t come, but after much discussion with my mother, she had changed his mind.
It didn’t matter what I was, I was still family.
There was no doubt in my mind that Ashley had convinced my brother that I was here to take everything from him. That I had come back now after so many years to try and destroy everything he had built. I mean, he was already convinced that I had tried to take Trixie from him, and that was far from the truth.
