The Million-Dollar Heart

An hour had passed before Mara finally stirred, a ghostly pallor on her face. Her voice was a weak whisper, barely there.

She had never felt so terrible in her life-it was like being on death's doorstep!

That Gillian had actually given her a bottle of sleeping pills, and here she had thought they were vitamins.

If only she had known, she would not have taken a single one!

"Mara, you're awake." Cecilia's voice carried a mixture of relief and worry, as if a great weight had been lifted from her heart upon seeing Mara's eyes open.

To underscore her feebleness, Mara coughed deliberately, a decision she instantly regretted as her stomach convulsed painfully.

"Auntie, what happened to me?" Mara's eyes brimmed with tears, but her pain was genuine.

Cecilia sat by the hospital bed, wiping away the tears streaking Mara's face. "Oh, you silly girl. Do you have any idea how close you came to never seeing me again?" Mara feigned shock, glancing down at her wrist as if seeing it anew, a look of realization crossing her face. "I... I'm sorry, Auntie. I just wasn't thinking straight."

"You really..." Cecilia held Mara's hand, her heart full of unsaid words.

Across the room, Percival sat brooding on the couch, his eyes stormy as the horizon's edge.

Vivienne, on the other hand, watched the scene with a certain amusement.

Such a promising talent, indeed.

Mara seemed to be cut from the same cloth as Gillian had been.

If she were to be signed and groomed properly, she might even outshine Kala!

Kala: Impossible, utterly impossible!

chin in her palm, her mind racing with

"Percival, why don't you take Isolde back home? Everything's under

stood, looping her arm through Percival's, her smile beaming at

such that even she would have been surprised at

driven-Vivienne was all about

true love, Mr. Wolf

I'm not only less appealing than a strawberry

was the case,

IV and stumbled to her feet, only to

was wrong about everything before. Please forgive me. Gillian and Grandma misled me, and I never meant for things

if Percival did nothing and Isolde was too young to understand, at least Cecilia would rush to stop her. After all, if you're going to perform, you need to make it look real,

no one

nearly laughed out loud but managed to

until Mara lifted her head, her eyes filled with

with a smile, mimicking Mara's tone. "What are you

He smiled,

Vivienne has the biggest heart. She doesn't hold grudges easily. Mara, don't pull this act again. Admitting your mistake

from the corner,

scolded by a kid fresh out of elementary school was too much for Mara's ego

is right. Get up, what's with

design or not, she winced at a sudden pain

helping Mara back into bed. "You need to