Chapter 26 The Valerio Heiress

• Celeste Valerio's POV
• I stood in my penthouse bathroom at seven AM, taking my daily cocktail of pills, anti-anxiety meds I'd needed since I was seventeen, since the day I found out the truth about my identity, and thought, that bitch may still alive somewhere out there, which means I need to try harder.
• The pills went down dry because I'd done this so many times I didn't need water anymore. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, at the face that had graced magazine covers and earned me forty-seven million Instagram followers, the face that didn't share Seraphina's DNA, and felt the familiar panic claw at my throat.