Chapter 88

Harper looked confused. ‘I don’t understand.’ Vivienne’s eyes flashed with a twisted envy. ‘She’s different from us from the beginning. We’re the forgotten branches of the Fontaine family, scraping by while she gets princess lessons and diamond-encrusted ponies. Her parents worshipped the ground she walked on, while ours…’ A bitter laugh escaped her lips. ‘My dad, a shoe salesman drowning in bills, his family barely afloat. You, stuck with that…man for a father and a stepmom straight out of a bad fairytale. In Elodie’s eyes, we’re maids, not cousins. Charity cases she throws a few scraps to from her ivory tower.’ Harper shook her head. ‘No. It’s not like that. We haven’t…we didn’t have everything, but that doesn’t mean it’s Elodie’s fault. She never…she was always good to us, shared her toys, invited us to parties—’ Vivienne’s laugh cut her off. ‘Good? Sharing crumbs from her feast? Is that your definition of good, Harper? “Let the poor cousins play with my Barbie dolls for an hour a m