Catherine’s POV
“Mina…” I forced a smile at the woman I had once thought was my friend. “Do you need something?”
Her blond hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, the ends curled just enough to frame her heart-shaped face.
She wore that same gentle smile she always did, the one that made people think she could never hurt anyone, that she was too kind, too soft, too fragile to be anything but pure.
Who would have thought that behind that sweetness was a snake? A woman who had been sliding a knife into my back while holding my hand with the other.
Whatever Mina and Simon had been doing behind my back, it was clearly not new. The anger settled in my chest, but my smile stayed exactly where it needed to be.
“I just wanted to check something,” Mina said, her voice light and breathy,
