"I had been switched at birth for seventeen years. When my wealthy biological parents finally found me, they showed up in patched shirts, pretending to be poor. Together with the fake heiress, Seraphina, they threw me into a condemned building and forced me to repay them fifty thousand dollars every month. Then one day, my mother publicly cursed whoever had framed me, saying they would “go blind and have their legs broken.” The next morning, on the red carpet at a ball, Seraphina’s eyes bled and both her legs snapped. Only then did they fall to their knees before me, screaming, “Who the hell are you?” I lowered my eyes. A flash of dark gold passed through my pupils. “The witch who didn’t burn on the Salem stake three hundred years ago.”"