The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress (Citrine) novel Chapter 818

As the clock struck midnight, ringing in the new year, Citrine was no longer a little girl without a home. From this moment on, every day was something to look forward to.

The next morning, she was woken by the persistent buzz of her phone. Still half-asleep, she groggily rubbed her eyes and fumbled around her nightstand until her hand finally closed around her phone.

“Hello?” Her voice was thick with sleep, a raspy softness that made her sound endearingly young.

Sebastian’s heart melted at the sound. His reply was gentle, warm: “Happy New Year, sweetheart.”

They’d only just made things official the night before, and Citrine still couldn’t quite believe she actually had a boyfriend now.

“Sebastian...” The moment she heard his familiar voice, she snapped awake.

He let out a soft, amused laugh at the way she said his name. “Hmm?”

There was something teasing in his tone that sent a little shiver through her. Citrine swallowed. “Happy New Year, Sebastian.”

He chuckled again, low and pleased. “When you get up, don’t forget to open your window.”

Citrine glanced at the curtains, thin sunlight peeking through. “Is it sunny today?”

The past few days had been bitterly cold and gray, with not a hint of sunshine. She assumed he was just excited about the weather and didn’t think much of it.

Sebastian didn’t explain, just let out a soft laugh. “Yeah, it’s a beautiful day.”

They chatted a bit longer before Citrine finally ended the call.

Now fully awake, she tossed her hair into a messy bun and slipped into a bright red sweater. After a quick wash in the bathroom, she was about to head downstairs when something made her pause. She walked over to her window and pulled the curtains aside.

Warm sunlight flooded the room, wrapping her in its golden glow. Citrine couldn’t help but smile at the rare appearance of the sun, her spirits lifting with the morning light. Just as she was about to turn away, something caught her eye—a thick red envelope sitting on the windowsill outside.

Realization dawned immediately. She slid the window open, grabbed the heavy envelope, and tore it open in a rush.

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