Wings of Broken Time by Alina Das 25
Wings of Broken Time by Alina Das 25 Summary
Larissa confidently estimates a ninety percent chance of Haskell’s recovery from his recent leg injury, though she is actually completely certain due to her unique medical skills. Sapphira and Neville are surprised but ultimately respect her decision. Sapphira agrees that if Paxton and Vivica propose Larissa marry Haskell in Honora’s place on Saturday and Larissa consents, they will not oppose it. Larissa expresses deep affection for her understanding parents, and Sapphira and Neville share a warm, contented moment, grateful for Larissa’s presence.
After breakfast, Sapphira suggests Larissa explore the estate since the malls are not yet open. Larissa agrees to walk alone, wanting to find a suitable place for her pets to play and find food. Sapphira and Neville begin planning a welcome party for Larissa. The Judson estate is described, with three residential villas for different family members and landscaped gardens surrounding them. Larissa strolls around, noting spots for her pets.
Larissa encounters Honora outside a building called “Haven Loft.” Honora greets her with exaggerated warmth and fake concern, which Larissa sees through immediately. When Honora implies that Larissa, coming from the countryside, might struggle to live in such a place, Larissa calls out her insincerity. Larissa confronts Honora about her mother’s imprisonment and Honora’s shameless comfort in the estate, asserting that as the true heiress, she has no reason to feel uneasy. The interaction highlights the tension and rivalry between Larissa and Honora.
Larissa thought for a moment before giving a conservative estimate. “About ninety percent sure.”
In truth, she was one hundred percent certain.
When Haskell had visited, she had examined his legs. The injury was recent, and the chances of recovery were high. The so–called famous doctors had failed because they relied too heavily on conventional methods.
She, however, had her own unique medical skills. As long as a person was still breathing, she could snatch them back from the jaws of death.
“Ninety percent?” Sapphira and Neville exchanged a surprised glance.
“Alright,” Sapphira said finally. “We respect your decision. On Saturday, if Paxton and Vivica truly propose that you marry Haskell in Honora’s place, and you agree, your father and I will not stand in your way.”
Larissa instantly wrapped her arm around Sapphira’s, her voice full of affection. “Oh, how did I get the most understanding parents in the world?”
Her words made Sapphira laugh, and she gently tapped Larissa’s nose. “Because you’re my precious daughter.”
“And you’re my precious mommy.”
“Yes, my precious daughter.”
Neville watched them, a warm, contented smile on his face. He hadn’t seen Sapphira laugh so genuinely in a long time. Larissa’s arrival was truly a gift from heaven.
After breakfast, Sapphira noted that it was still too early for the malls to be open.
“Larissa,” she suggested, “you arrived so late yesterday, you didn’t get a chance to see the estate. Why don’t you take a look around this morning, and we can go shopping for clothes later?”
Larissa had no objections. “Okay, I can just walk around by myself.”
The freeze–dried spiders she had brought for Shadow, Snowy, and Sage were running low. She wanted to scout out a suitable place on the estate for them to play and find their own all–you–can–eat
buffet.
“You don’t need me to come with you?” Sapphira asked.
“No, it’s fine, Mom.”
“Alright then. Your father and I will start planning your welcome party.”
The Judson estate had three residential villas. The one she was in with her wonderful new parents was in the east wing. The west wing villa belonged to Paxton’s family. Kiernan lived in the south wing villa at the very back, where it was quieter and more suitable for an old man. The villa at the front of the estate, where she had first arrived, was used for family gatherings and entertaining guests. The
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rest of the grounds were mostly landscaped gardens with an abundance of flowers and trees.
Larissa took a stroll around the grounds, mentally noting the best spots for her pets to find their next meal.
Eventually, she found herself in front of a building with a sign that read “Haven Loft“. Just as she approached, Honora walked out. Dressed in a long white dress with her hair down, holding a foreign language book, she looked every bit the cultured intellectual.
Honora started when she saw Larissa, but her surprise quickly morphed into a condescending smile. She rushed forward and grabbed Larissa’s hand with exaggerated warmth.
“Good morning, Larissa! Did you sleep well? I hope you’re comfortable. It must be quite a change from the quiet countryside.”
Larissa looked at the fake sincerity in Honora’s eyes and scoffed internally, but her face remained impassive.
“Are you trying to say a girl from the country can’t handle living in a place like this?”
Honora quickly shook her head and waved her hands, her expression a mask of innocence. “Oh, Larissa, you misunderstood! I wasn’t mocking you, I was just concerned.”
Larissa wasn’t buying it. “Drop the act. You think I don’t know what you’re thinking? Your mother is sitting in a prison cell, yet you’re still sleeping soundly here without a shred of shame. It’s quite an eye–opener. But then again, I am the true heiress of this family. Why wouldn’t I sleep well?”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
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