Sold to the Enemy. Reclaim the True One

“Well, I agree. The girl is really good—I’m ready to take her. You’ll get a postponement until spring. And if she really turns out to be like you described, I’ll count it as payment for this year.” “W-what?” I swallow and look at my uncle. He swishes his hand and dryly says, “Avalina, get ready.” My uncle sold me to pay off a debt! Of course he didn’t give his daughter to that cruel tyrant—he traded me for an orphan girl he took in after my parents died. No one will look for me, and I don’t have another family. Now I’ll have to become a helpless doll, because the one to whom I gave my heart and soul will never accept me after all this…