ELARA’S POV
My whole body was shaking from everything that had happened. I sat there, staring at my quivering hands. Anger flared inside of me and I threw the only plastic cup on the table down to the floor. My ears were still ringing from the sound of the wall splitting.
I couldn’t get the image of his wild eyes away from my mind, and the way he yelled at us. I gritted my teeth, snapped my eyes to my sister.
“What the f**k Elena, you said this would work,” I hissed. “You said if we acted like Eira they would like it!”
Elena frowned. “Oh please don’t even start with that now,” she napped back, anger growing in her eyes. “You think I would’ve anticipated that he would explode like a f*****g maniac? And you should know how unstable he can be!”
“Unstable? More like he’s a psychopath,” I
