Emma's Pov
And then, just as I thought it couldn't get worse, the door swung open with a creak, making my breath catch.
I blinked, trying to focus. Melinda?
“Melinda!” I croaked, my voice shaky and weak. I couldn’t believe my eyes. “What… what are you doing here?”
Melinda stepped fully into the room, her presence commanding. She tossed her head back and let out a laugh, a sound so sharp it felt like it was slicing right through me.
She took her time walking over, her heels clicking sharply against the stone floor, each step adding to the knot in my stomach.
“Oh, pretty Emma,” she sneered, stopping just a few feet away. “If only you knew how many people are in on this.
Your enemies have friends, lots of them. You wouldn’t have been so free and nonchalant if you knew.”
I stared at
