Emma Watson
The weight of Ray’s confession still sat heavy on my chest as I walked back to our Mansion. The night air did little to clear my head; if anything, the wind only intensified the storm of emotions swirling inside me.
I had asked for the truth. And I had gotten it.
But now… I didn’t know what to do with it.
I wrapped my arms around myself as I climbed the stairs to my room. My fingers trembled as I unlocked the door. The second I stepped inside, I let out a shaky breath, pressing my back against the door for support.
Ray had been betrayed. Nearly killed. And the woman who had done it wasn’t just some forgotten ghost from his past.
Benita was still here.
Still haunting him.
And she wasn’t done.
I thought back to the way Ray had looked at me when I said we’d fight this tog
