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

turned to Percival. "Percival, why don't you take Isolde back home? Everything's under control here. I'll stay with her." Slowly sitting up, Mara looked at Percival with remorse. "Percival...

arm through Percival's, her smile

that even she would have

driven-Vivienne was all about making

her true love, Mr.

appealing than a strawberry cheesecake but

not expected that Vivienne would actually reach out to her. Since that was

to her feet, only

meant for things to go so far. I was awful, please don't be angry with

was too young to understand, at least Cecilia would rush to stop

dismay, no one came to

out loud but managed

an awkward silence until Mara lifted her head, her eyes filled with fear

mimicking Mara's tone. "What are you doing? I never blamed you in the

barely suppressed mirth. He smiled, affectionately ruffling her hair. "Yeah, Vivienne

again. Admitting your mistake is one thing, but forgiveness

snorted from the

fresh out of elementary school was

Get up,

and whether by design or not, she winced at a sudden pain in her face. Propping

side, helping Mara back