Reborn To Swap Husbands With My Sister

ng was not like flying

't drown out the sound of the fire roaring above them. The heat from t

ist. Blossom's eyes were wide, reflecting the flames, but the

his back. He held Bianca in his arms, shielding her face from

ripped from her throat by th

me the

in. It slammed shut l

ia s

at tasted of lavender and air condi

roat. Smooth skin. No bl

ng the padded headboard with a dull thu

eets beneath her sweating palms were cool and pristine. This wasn't the cold, damp d

s were shaking so violently she almost dropped it. She

14,

t her lungs

ment ball. Three days before her life was sold to a m

over her mouth to stifle it. Tears pricked her eyes-not of sadness, but of

m. She turned the faucet on full blast and spla

stared at the girl in the mirror. She looked young. Her skin was pale, her eyes wide a

something cold.

k. K

was soft,

Are you

w that voice. It was sweet, like

os

rt rate to slow down. She loosened her grip on the sink. When she opened her

o the door a

pink and immaculate. Her hair was perfectly coffered. She

c. The way Blossom's eyes darted over

ing to see if And

ememb

said, her voice tight.

er shoulders slump. "I had a nightmare," she w

of her lips. She thought Andria was still the pathetic little sister s

skin felt cold against Andria's. "You need to rest. The Masquer

past life, Blossom had rejected Cato because of the rumors about the war. She had pus

anted

, lowering her eyes.

n full force. "I'll help you pick a dress. There

the long train. The one that

to her palm to keep from smiling. "Thank

lossom said, turning away. "D

er steps were brisk, purposeful. She was

tly. Take him. Take the abuse. Take the bankru

uickly and we

on, sat at the head of the table, not hidden behind a newspaper, but openly scrutinizing a financial report.

ddy," Andria

e again, Andria. It refle

step-grandmother, the Dowager Countess, w

ossom," the old woman said,

ke Cato Sears will be there. It's going to be the most important night of my life." H

sliced into the fried egg on her plate.

ut Cato. She looked like a star

her breakfast. It t