Salome’s POV
“You have to understand the scale of this,” Jeremiah said, his voice coming through the speaker with a heavy, deliberate edge. “This isn’t just a spat with Margot anymore. You are picking a fight with the Vanes. You are taking on the Richardsons. These are the foundations of the city, Salome. You are standing in the path of two dynasties all by yourself.”
I gripped the phone tighter, my knuckles turning a dull white. My chest felt tight, but my mind was unusually clear. “It doesn't change anything for me. A small fight or a massive one, it all feels the same when you’re the one getting hit. They already dragged my name through the dirt. I don’t have any pride left to protect. There is nothing they can take that I haven't already lost.”
The line went quiet. I could almost pi
