Sade POV

I rang the bell of the house and waited outside, taking a deep breath of confidence. The glow of the lamps in the garden cast a soft glow on the white marble walls of the manor. Hydrangeas fluttered in the cool wind and vines of orange and red bell-flowers that hung from the rooftop swayed, their fragrance wafting in the air. Jealousy shredded my heart. Violet had a dream-like existence, but I would soon make it a living nightmare. 

The butler of the house opened the ...