Chapter 131. Real Feast

Cynthia’s POV

The glow of the TV screen is the first thing I see when I wake up. The news stares back at me, unrelenting. The same interview that has been flooding the internet since yesterday plays on loop, as if daring me to react.

I sit up slowly, pulling my knees to my stomach. My fingers thread through my hair, pushing it back as I take a deep breath. But the words keep replaying, burning themselves into my mind.

“It’s true that my daughter Claire is also known as Isabel—the name she has been known for since she was separated from us. We decided to hide the fact that she’s Isabel for her safety.”

Victoria Montgomery’s voice feels distant, but it still hits me like a blade.

I throw the covers aside, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed. My throat feels dry, my chest tighteni