Vince
We are shoved in one room at the Jolly island’s castle and locked up. An hour later, I pace up and down with my fists clenched, anger and resentment brewing inside. I was the one betrayed and I get this?
“They have no idea what they are starting,” Father grits his teeth, veins bulging on his neck. He is the calmest person I know, but he is fuming right now. Mother can’t even speak. Her trembling jaw, blazing eyes and clenched fists are the only show tale of her emotions.
“Alfred is crazy, selfish and stupid, but he would never r**e Nerissa. She is lying,” Naomi breaks the silence.
I want to bite her head off for being so loyal to him when most of this is his fault, but she is right. Alfred is many things, a r****t is not one of them.
“Of course, he didn’t,” Father says. “But
