I never told my parents I paid the $2 million bill for my sister’s wedding on my private island. They believed the groom’s family was that rich.

mean—”

Before I could reach them, Vanessa shoved her with both hands.

Hard.

Not reflex.

Not warning.

Violence.

Lily flew backward toward the terrace railing.

And disappeared over the edge.

I screamed.

Her tiny body struck the decorative barrier and tipped over it.

Then came the sound I will hear for the rest of my life.

A sickening crack against stone.

I vaulted continue reading …