Too Late For Redemption: The Runaway Princess

I held a silver lighter to the velvet curtains of my father’s study, threatening to burn down the Foley crime legacy just to marry the man I loved.

My father, the Don, let me go. He told me I was dead to the family.

I thought I was choosing freedom with Ignatz. Instead, I chose a cage.

Three years later, while my family celebrated in their mansion, I was living in a moldy basement.

Ignatz didn’t love me; he beat me. His mother kicked me in the stomach until I lost my baby on the cold concrete floor.

While I bled out alone in the dark, my cousin's fiancée, Everleigh, visited just to laugh at me and fake her own pregnancy to secure the family fortune.

I vanished, leaving behind only a diary and a hidden camera feed.

When Kaleb, the family’s enforcer and the man who once promised to protect me, finally broke down my door, he didn't find a rebellious princess.

He found the footage of me being dragged by my hair. He found the bloodstained mattress.

The Don fell to his knees, weeping when he realized he had fed his daughter to wolves.

They destroyed Ignatz. They sent Everleigh to prison. They offered me fifty million dollars and the keys to the kingdom to make it right.

But when Kaleb stood on my porch, begging to fix me, I handed him a trash bag full of their money.

"You can't fix a shattered glass, Kaleb. You just cut yourself trying to hold the pieces together."