The woman was Destiny Longstaff. She was Heather’s half–sister, born of a different mother.
Vanessa had grown increasingly frustrated watching Mitchell waste away, consumed by thoughts of Heather. He looked like a shadow of his former self, a zombie going through the
motions.
Every attempt to pull him out of his misery had falled, and in desperation, she remembered Heather’s younger sister, who was three years her junior.
Destiny was the product of an affair Ian had while Heather’s mother was still alive. After Heather’s mother passed away, lan married Destiny’s mother, making Destiny Heather’s half-
sister.
When Vanessa saw the photos, she noticed a faint resemblance–Destiny shared a few features with Heather, though the similarity wasn’t striking. Without hesitation, Vanessa made a decision.
She struck a deal with the Longstaff family, promising them certain benefits in exchange for Destiny’s cooperation. Her job was to get close to Mitchell and help him heal from the emotional wounds Heather had left behind. But things didn’t go as planned.
Now, Destiny stood frozen, staring at Mitchell, whose head was bleeding profusely. She wanted to leave, but his grip on her wrist was unrelenting.
Mitchell wasn’t stupid. As the alcohol–induced fog cleared, he took one hard look at Destiny- her faint resemblance to Heather and quickly pieced the situation together.
“You’re Heather’s sister, aren’t you?” he asked, his voice cold and low. “Call her. I don’t care what you have to do or say–just bring her back. If you can do that, I’ll give you anything you
want.”
Destiny rolled her eyes, her tone dripping with mockery. “She’s just a nobody. What’s so special about her that you’d go to these lengths to find her?”
The moment the words left her mouth; Mitchell’s grip tightened, and her wrist felt like it was about to snap. His gaze turned icy, and he spoke with lethal precision, “I won’t let anyone insult Heather. Say one more word like that, and I’ll kill you.”
The threat sent a chill down Destiny’s spine, and though she was reluctant, she dialed Heather’s
