Despite Clarissa's indifference and spite, Selina had never imagined using her sister's secret to twist it into a weapon.
The girl she had protected and almost cost her life—was now determined to tear her world apart for a status she herself had no interest in by using her secret as leverage.
Her chest ached as memories of those small, precious moments flashed through her mind. It was moments that had meant everything to Selina, but Clarissa counted them for nothing.
The betrayal cut deeper than words could express, slicing through her as though a thousand shattered glasses had pierced her heart.
"This slap," Selina said without a hint of regret nor hesitation. "is for using my private life as leverage in your selfish, baseless games. Let this remind you that I will recognize my own blood as my sworn enemy if the line is crossed."
Her words settled gravelly before Gilbert's voice thundered from behind, breaking the tense silence.
