By morning, she walked for hours to the hilltop estate where banners fluttered and music played. A celebration was underway, welcoming a newborn heir, while the same child had nearly died in the rain. Rage carried her through the gates and into the house, where her voice cut through the luxury and silence followed.
When the truth surfaced, it shattered everything.
Months later, sunlight filled a quiet garden. Kayla laughed as she held the baby safely in her arms, surrounded by warmth she never thought she would know. She finally understood that happiness was not about having everything. Sometimes it was about refusing to let the world turn you cruel, even when it gave you nothing.
