Drake had tried to kill us and he had tried to shoot my sister. The police finished talking to Avery and started asking me questions.

"Does your sister have a history of crime that isn't recorded?"

"No"

"Is there a reason for her to try and kill you?"

"No"

"And your sister?"

"No"

"Why do you say that?"

"She has been taking care of me and my sister ever since my mother died. Besides, why kill us?"

"For the inheritance, they are the heirs if you die."

"She would never do this"

"Has she been acting suspicious?"

"No"

"Sneaking out?"

"No"

"Talking to anyone?"

"Just ask Nash he is always with her."

"We already questioned him. Thank you."

We arrived at the estate and then the door flung open. Nash was angry. "You want to tell me why I'm just getting word that the police hauled Libby out of here?" he asked Alisa.

"If she's not under arrest, she had no obligation to go with them," Alisa replied calmly.              

"She didn't know that! You didn't want to protect her but you could've"

"LIBBY is our sister!? She would never do something like that you just don't know her." I stormed off into the house and Avery tried to keep me there but she failed.

I was walking through the impenetrable walls of the house when a wall flung open. I ran towards it as fast as I could in heels. It was all the Hawthorne brothers excluding Nash.

"Hello, boys."

"You look good"

"I don't want any of this. I just want to go home. What were you all doing?"

"Nothing."

"If you say so. Cheerio!" Had I really just said that? I walked away from them and they disappeared back into the wall. What was behind there? I walked up to my bedroom and Oren wasn't there for once. I sat down on the couch and thought about where my birth certificate could be. Where was it hidden, was it in the wrong files? Did someone purposely erase it? Was I never born? Never mind the last one. I stared at the cupboard expecting one of the brothers to be there but no one knocked.

I went to the bathroom and fixed my makeup. I was going to make my first public appearance today. But was I going to share my name? I thought about my ex. What had happened to him? Where was he now? I went out of my room to ask Oren but he wasn't there. I looked at the entrance of my wing and there was Grayson. I hurried inside my room pretending I didn't notice him.

Amber: Any luck with my birth certificate?

Alisa: Nothing yet. We will continue searching for it.

Alisa: I am dealing with your sister right now at the media consultant. You will be next.

I studied the letter again. Why was there no middle name? Why did it say Your Father? Why am I a mystery? Why was my birth certificate missing? The thoughts rushed through my head like adrenaline through my veins and I heard a knocking on the door.

"Come in" Grayson Davenport Hawthorne was standing at the door. "Need anything?"

"Nothing in particular," he said while fixing his suit. "Have anyone to go with?"

"No, not yet." I knew he wasn't going to be able to say it himself so I said it for him. "Do you want to go with me?"

"I can but is that what you want?"

"It could be. So will you?"

"Of course. Ms. Grambs"

"Call me Amber or Amy whichever one you want."

"Okay. Amber." He studied my dress and nodded. I smiled at him as he walked away. I was going to an event with a Hawthorne. Grayson Hawthorne. What about Jameson? He would probably go with my sister. I called Oren.

"Oren?"

"Did something happen?"

"Where are you?"

"Approaching your wing. That is where you are right?"

"Yeah. In my room. I have to ask you something." He opened the door of my room as I hung up the phone.

"What do you need?"

"What happened to Michael?"

"Michael has been arrested."

"Is he in jail?"

"Texas prison"

"Can I see him?"

"Are you out of your mind? He tried to kill you."

"He is in prison I just need to talk to him."

"I'm trying to protect you."

"But I need this."

"If you say so. But there will be many bodyguards in the room."

"It is fine. I just need to talk." He headed for his place by my door "And. What was I poisoned with?"

"The information I was given says that it was Mercury mixed with the berries of the Hawthorn plant. That is why the medication took time to make but they were able to do it."

"Hawthorn the plant?"

"Yes"

"Don't you find it weird? I know this family name ends with an 'e' but. Hawthorn."

"We are looking into it. It is time for the media consultant." I nodded and followed him to an office in the estate. Avery was leaving the room and she looked irritated. I walked in and sat down on a chair opposite a woman with a British accent. 

"Noone knows who you are. That makes my job easy. You can start on a blank page."

"What do you mean?"

"I can mold you for the media your sister however has made appearances. Lucky for me you haven't. What message do you want to give to the world?"

"I don't know."

"Think," I thought about it. My life changed when I got the inheritance. Many things had happened. Things had changed. I got it.

"Change. What about change is all around us?"

"Good. Now build on it. Why this message?" Why did I choose that?

"My life changed after getting the inheritance in positive ways and negative ways and depending on how you live the world things will change."

"Good. Your homework is to build on the idea. You already have but really dig deep. Build." I nodded. "Now has anything dramatic happened recently?"

"I went to the hospital for a few days."

"Why is that?"

"I was poisoned by my ex."

"Are you grateful to be alive?"

"Of course."

"What everyone will ask is about the accident this morning. I told your sister the same thing. Repeat after me "I am grateful to be alive and I am grateful to be here tonight."

"I am grateful to be alive and I am grateful to be here tonight," I said calmly.

"Good but you can do better, just relax and go with the flow say it like you mean it. Say it the same way you would tell someone you loved."

"I am grateful to be alive and I am grateful to be here tonight," I said again.

"You are tensing your muscles. Relax."

"I am grateful to be alive and I am grateful to be here tonight," I said.

"Good. Now say something different."

"I am grateful for my new life and I am grateful for the people around me."

"Well say that. It felt natural did it not? That is how anything you say should sound."

"Okay, anything else?"

"I am going to ask questions and you have to ignore them. You can't respond. You can't make a face." I nodded at her and she started questioning me.

"Is it true that you seduced Tobias Hawthorne?" I was bursting to say no but I kept my cool I always did whenever things got intense. "Did your sister try to murder you?" I wanted to scream but I had a very good poker face. "Is it true that you seduced the Hawthorne brothers?" Is that what people thought? Not everyone knew about me but there it was. "Your face." "Do you hate the Hawthornes?" I took that as my cue to say what I had said before.

"I am grateful for my new life and I am grateful for the people around me"

"Is your ex in prison?" I didn't care about him. "Did you know Tobias Hawthorne? What do you think about the changes that have happened in your life?" she asked me a question but it wasn't yes or no.

"Change is everywhere, some good some bad it all depends on what you do." She didn't say anything.

"Very good. Have you had experience?"

"No. I am just not as stubborn as my sister"

"Your sister's hair and makeup is being done right now but you seem to be already done."

"The lady at the store did it for me." Landon nodded.

"I will be seeing you again." She got up from her chair and walked out. I got out of my chair after she left my room and I walked to Avery's wing. Libby was there she had been crying. I needed to make sure I didn't cry.

"Libby!!!"

"Amber!"

"You're back. Are you ok?"

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I?" I looked at Avery and she looked amazing with her necklace and her braided hair.

"Avery you look gorgeous."

"Thanks."

"You in the chair now." The stylist pointed at me and I sat down.

"My makeup is already done."

"We need to perfect it."

They removed makeup and took longer than the lady at the store had done but I looked the same but more completed. They redid my hair with fancy-looking tools and there she was again. The girl in the mirror.