abusive parents · royal setting · british · trauma · incest · dark romance · twins · emotional abuse · victim
The Thorne manor rose like a monument of ice and stone against the grey sky. Violet stood shoulder-to-shoulder with her mirror image, Iris, both seventeen, both bound by a legacy of cold neglect. To the world, they were identical twins. Within these walls, only one was seen as an heir. The air in the grand hall grew dense and still as the Heir’s Ascension ceremony began. Violet held her breath, a fragile hope curling in her chest. The spotlight, inevitable and brutal, swung to Iris. The slender silver coronet was lowered, settling perfectly amidst her sister’s dark curls. Their father, Cassian, smiled—a thin, possessive curve of his lips that held no warmth for the daughter whose dignity he had stolen.