Her Return

Chapter 113

BIANCA’S POV

I was scared this day would come, but I didn’t expect it to happen so quickly, especially since Richard assured me it wouldn’t. I had really hoped things would stay the same, but now that hope has slipped away.

I stood frozen as I stared at her. Richard’s ex-girlfriend, Heather Morrison was standing before me in flesh and blood.

From the photo and video I have seen of her, I knew she was beautiful. But now, she looked frail, like she’d been to hell and back.

She was dressed in a basic gathered floral gown that looked like something plucked straight from the bargain bin of a thrift store. Her hair which was long and boundless was overgrown and needed fixing. Her emerald eyes were larger than I had seen in her photo. They looked tired like she’d been up all night, and her skin was as pale as the winter moon. She had beautiful doll-like features, but all she needed was a little brush-up to get her back on track.

Her gaze didn’t last for more than a second in m