Chapter 7 - Unbroken and Forever SovereignAt 8:30 p.m., as the spring sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky over Long Island Sound in brilliant shades of rose, gold, and deep sapphire, the private terrace was illuminated by dozens of soft, twinkling fairy lights.
The guests laughed and drank champagne near the stone hearth, their voices echoing happily across the quiet water.
I stood near the edge of the stone terrace with Justin, looking out at the sparkling lights of the sailing yachts gliding across the dark, calm water below.
Lord Harrison—our primary board advisor—stepped up to our table carrying a silver tray holding two fresh glasses of vintage wine.
"For Co-CEOs Sabrina and Justin Vance," Lord Harrison smiled warmly, offering a respectful bow before stepping back into the house.
I picked up my glass, looking out over the vast, unbroken horizon of our future.
There were no toxic capsules waiting on morning trays. There were no fake husband promises keeping me in the dark. There were no tears swallowed in quiet rooms.
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The poisoned, silent victim was dead forever. The sovereign matriarch had claimed her throne.
And standing under the vast, unbroken sky, holding my head high beside my brother, I knew that my life, my heart, and my future were finally, beautifully, and forever home.
