Claimed by his twin
She gripped Lia's hand, her twelve-year-old sister firmly.
"You’ve got this," Lia whispered, eyes glowing with pride.
Nora blinked back tears.
She wasn't supposed to be here, not after the stage, the stares, the nights as Cherry. Not even after killing him. But Derrick waited at the altar, his smile warm and steady.
Her clean slate. Her new beginning.
Today marked the beginning of a new chapter.
Each step down the aisle felt like a vow. I'm not that girl anymore, she said inwardly.