They killed her mother, stole her legacy, and married her off to a man who was in love with her sister. She stood at that altar believing, foolishly, that she was finally someone’s choice. That the man she had hopelessly loved for years was finally choosing her.But her hope was shattered the moment Isolde walked back through the door and her husband made it plain — Callista had never been a wife. She had just been a placeholder, a warm body filling a space that had always belonged to someone else, and both her husband and her sister made sure she never forgot it. She endured the coldness, the humiliation, the silent cruelty of being invisible in yet another home. She was good at enduring. She had been practicing her whole life.Then they made the mistake of letting her leave.Callista Ashford spent three years turning her grief into strategy and her pain into power. She knows the truth now — about her mother, about the empire they stole, about every sin they committed and buried. She’s back. She’s done being overlooked. And everything they took from her is going to cost them everything they have.