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!

propped her chin in her palm, her mind

back home? Everything's under control here. I'll stay with her." Slowly sitting up, Mara looked at Percival

her arm through Percival's, her smile

was such that even she would have been surprised at

was driven-Vivienne was all about

her true love, Mr. Wolf merely a supporting

only less appealing than a strawberry cheesecake but

Since that was

her feet, only to collapse to her

and Grandma misled me, and I never meant for things to go so far. I

floor. Though intentionally hard, she had assumed that even if Percival did nothing and Isolde was too young to understand, at least Cecilia would rush to stop her.

one came to

loud but managed to keep

into an awkward silence until Mara lifted her head, her eyes filled

smile, mimicking Mara's tone. "What are you doing?

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

Admitting your mistake is

from the

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

Get up, what's with this kneeling and

her feet, and whether by design or not, she winced at a sudden pain in her

her side, helping Mara