214. Marissa
Ten hours.
Ten damned agonizing hours of waiting.
That’s how long it had been since Lorenzo, my Lorenzo: mine and mine alone, had tried to kill me in front of everyone. And all because of that wretched b***h.
I would never forgive her for that. I would make sure she paid. If she didn't die tonight, I would make sure to kill her.
I hated her with every fiber of my being, and what made it worse was that I couldn’t even understand why Lorenzo was so obsessed with her. What spell had she cast over him? Why did he look at her as if she were some kind of angel descended from the heavens? That look should have been mine. It was meant for me.
She wasn’t special. She wasn’t anything. She wasn't even beautiful or powerful! I hated her.
And yet, she had managed to steal what was s
