Chapter 73
Lucy's POV
Everyone thought I was the victim—that I was the one who shouldn't be suffering. And Vera—they saw her as the enemy—but that wasn't enough. Nothing could satisfy me just yet until Phil decides to execute her or send her away and not lock her up in some basement.
I came down to the basement—Carol helped with a torchlight and the guard opened the door to the basement. If I were in any way someone who was a softie. I'd be touched by the way Vera sat on the bare floor—her head down on her knees and her hands wrapped around her legs.
The place looked messy, with papers and old stuff scattered around a table. Vera looked homeless the minute she raised her eyes to me.
“What do you want?”
Nothing much. I was only here to see how she was suffering. I didn't respond to he
