Chapter 8

When the plane took off, Anderelo's neon lights shimmered below. Cara gazed at the shrinking skyscrapers, her vision blurred. Five years ago, with a ponytail and dreams of the future, she had arrived in Anderelo. She still remembered the scent of bauhinia flowers that filled the city air. She had fallen in love with it at first sight. On their wedding day, Lincoln had vowed to never let her down. Now, everything had changed. Cara turned her gaze back to her father, tucking the blanket around...